Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Anything You Want

As if it was meant to be, I just got the final approval on the blurb and stuff for my UPCOMING RELEASE! So I wanted to share! :)

I'm excited and nervous about this release (well, what's new?! :)) but this one is important in a way. It's my first release after my Bradford series last year and I'm anxious to see if readers still like me after this! No, seriously. I'm *thrilled* by how many readers have loved the Bradfords. *Thrilled*. Super thrilled. But Anything You Want isn't related to the Bradfords at all. So, will it be a let down? I hope not. I really love this book.

But I know as a reader I'm pretty loyal to series and their characters. As a writer, doing a series can be just as fun as it is for readers. But obviously, eventually, the series has to end and everyone--the writer and the readers-- has to find out if the writer can do more.

So, *deep breath* I guess I'll be finding out in a couple of weeks if readers think I pulled it off! :) How do you feel about that first book after a series ends? Are you sad? Willing to see what the author does next? Always secretly hoping for a long lost illegitimate brother from the series to show up? Or are you okay moving on, meeting new characters and reading new stories?

Anything You Want is an enemies-turned-lovers story. There's also a love triangle, a woman who pretty regularly makes major mistakes, a guy who really tries to do the right thing... and hot kitchen sex.

Anything You Want, March 15th from Samhain

Erin Nicholas

Suppose the solution to all your problems is the one thing you never wanted…

It figures the one time Sabrina Cassidy is determined to do the responsible thing, karma kicks in. After four years on the road chasing her musical dream, she’s stranded six hours from home with no money, a ruined credit history—and morning sickness.

Out of options, she swallows her legendary independent streak and calls the only person who won’t hang up on her. Luke, the man she left behind.

Marc Sterling’s first instinct is to protect his business partner and best friend from another broken heart. That means letting her think she’s talking to Luke, then finding a way to send her in the opposite direction.

When he shows up at her hotel room, there’s something in the air beside their customary insults. Sure, her rebellious attitude, smart mouth—and purple panties—still drive him crazy, but now it’s a different kind of crazy. The kind that has him driving her home instead of to the nearest airport.

And when Luke offers to solve all her problems if she’ll only say “I do”, Marc realizes he’s just crazy enough—about her—to forget whose heart he wanted to protect.

Warning: Contains two people who don’t like each other very much, a Toyota that can’t quite handle the road trip home, and a spontaneous proposal. Or two. Or three. And foreplay with—what else—pie filling.


He turned with a frown. “Why are you here?”

“Oh.” She pulled herself up straight. “To yell at you.”
“Can you get it over with so I can finish here?”
“Love to. Leave my stuff alone and mind your own business.”
“You don’t mean that.” Marc bent and put another pie in the oven.
It annoyed her that she got distracted by how great his butt looked in the faded jeans. “What?”
“I think you really, really want me messing with your stuff and minding your business. In fact, I think you’ve realized that I’m the only one you want messing with your stuff and that’s why you’re here.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You don’t know?” He looked up and made lasting eye contact for the first time. “You’re going to pretend that you don’t know? And act surprised that I know exactly what you’re doing?”
“What I’m doing? I’m not reading your mail and messing with your stuff and confusing everything.”
“Is that right? I’m the only one messing around and confusing everything?”
“You’re the one touching me all the time and flirting and smiling at me—” She stopped, realizing that she was on the verge of admitting things she shouldn’t say out loud even to herself.
“And every frickin’ time you—” He stopped and visibly gritted his teeth.
She stared at him when he failed to go on. “I what?”
He scowled at her. “You respond.”
“I respond,” she repeated. “What does that mean?” But she knew exactly what he meant. She responded to him in ways she never had to anyone, or anything, before.
“It means that all I can think about is getting you naked and making you respond over and over again.”
Her body definitely responded to that and she had to concentrate on breathing normally. Still, she tried for flippant. “I think that’s maybe more your problem, than mine.”
“Maybe it is.” He didn’t look up and was stirring the ingredients in the bowl like he had a personal vendetta against them. “After all, you have another guy hanging on, don’t you? When you get all worked up you can just go off to his office and have him scratch the itch. The itch I created.”
He really seemed upset and she knew he wanted her to believe it was because she was driving him crazy. But she thought just maybe it was her and Luke together that was driving him crazy. Which meant he was jealous. Which made her want to smile. She resisted, but she definitely wanted to. “He’s the guy I’m going to be living with. He should be scratching my itches.”
“The guy you might be living with.” Marc threw—not tossed—the spoon into the sink. He thumped the ball of dough he’d created onto the wooden counter top and began flattening it.
The man drove her crazy. “And you’re pissed because you think he can do better.”
“That’s probably why I should be pissed.” He hit the dough with the rolling pin.
He didn’t answer, just kept rolling.
“Why are you pissed then?”
Nothing. His jaw was tight and the dough was getting a beating, but he wouldn’t even look up.
“Oh now you’re going to shut up? You open this up and now you won’t follow through?” She wanted emotion from him, a reaction, even if he was mad about something. She wanted to know that this was more than casual to him. “Let’s talk about these itches I need help with.” He still didn’t look up.
“Come on, Marc. If we’re gonna fight, then fight with me!”
“I don’t want to fight with you,” he muttered.
The muttering drove her crazier than any yelling might have done. “Well, I want to fight with you!”
And she did. She had so many pent up emotions, so many frustrations and it seemed that many, if not all, stemmed from this man. She wanted to let loose with…something. And Marc was the closest target.
Marc, who was simply rolling out piecrusts and muttering at her.
That wasn’t going to fly. If he didn’t want to fight with her now, he soon would.
She reached out and grabbed the closest thing, a can of apple pie filling. She scooped out a handful and flung it at him, hitting him directly in the center of the chest.
He froze, the rolling pin gripped in his hands.
When he didn’t react further than that, she took another handful and threw it. It hit him on the front of his right shoulder.
He put the rolling pin down and finally looked up her. There was a dangerous glint in his eyes as he began unbuttoning his shirt. “That’s how you want to do this?”
Her heart was pounding and she was sure it was from anger. It had to be anger.
But as more and more of his chest was revealed she knew that lie wasn’t going to make it much further. He shrugged out of the shirt entirely a moment later and her heart rate kicked into high gear.
Wow. He was muscled and broad, skin tanned with light hair gracing his pecs and stomach. She wanted to touch it. All of it. With her tongue.
This was bad.
He started toward her. She backed up. “How I want to do what?”
“Get me naked.”
“I…don’t…” But she couldn’t quite get the lie out. She did want him naked. Bad.


Juniper Bell said...

I'm always excited when a favorite author starts a new series. Even the best series have to come to an end sometime (okay, maybe not Nancy Drew), and I'm always curious to see what direction my faves will go in next. I can't wait to read this one too -- it may not be a Bradford story but it's an Erin Nicholas story!

Erin Nicholas said...

aw, thanks Juniper!! Fingers and toes crossed that you like it! :)

Jenni said...

I'm so excited to read your new book! I just finished the Bradford a free one for my Kindle (Ben & Jessica) and had to get the other two immediately! I think you are a fabulous writer and definitely captured my interest from the first sentence in each book!

Do you think you might write Dooley and Kevin's stories down the road? I'd love to find out if they found love...especially Kevin! :)

Erin Nicholas said...

Hi, Jenni! Lord, you're going to have me smiling for days!!
Yes, I have to write Dooley and Kevin's stories! I'm working on them now actually! Thanks for reading!

Anonymous said...

I hate when a series ends, but I do understand it. I'm always left with that, "ahhhhh is it really over? Is there an epilogue..or something?".

But when it comes to romance books and a good/great author, it's always nice to know they're still writing because that means I have more reading to do and another escape from the tattle-tailing, orthodontist appointments and boring phone calls. So yeah, keep um comin. (no pun intended..heheheh)