When her arm brushed against his, her cool sweat mixed with his, hot from exertion even with the mild October weather. The touch sent a shock to his cock, which he wouldn’t have thought possible as he exercised. Activity was his way of steering clear from complicated relationships. Perhaps it was like a drug that had stopped working. He either needed more exercise or sex with Zara, and the last one wasn’t an option. She probably wouldn’t even consider it with her low opinion of cops. He glanced at the woman. Tall, blonde, medium sized breasts jiggling in time with her legs.
“Ah, um.” He struggled to think of anything but her sweaty, naked breasts bouncing as she rode his dick. He coughed to cover his moan of desire. Hell, he’d never wanted any woman this badly, not even that curvy, burlesque dancer he’d dated for a while.
That title brought him out of his fantasy. “Call me James.”
“I thought it was Jameson.”
“I’ll call you that,” she said, as if she didn’t need permission from him. “I like it better.”
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It’s available on Amazon.com for the next few months before a wider release. She’s a strong character. He’s a strong character. There’s some serious wrestling going on between these two. Add in the colorful residents of New Orleans, and you’ve got one hot story.
When I was much younger, a movie staring Dennis Quaid aired called Big Easy. That was the first time that I knew a city besides New York City had a nickname. I peppered my parents with questions as to why New Orleans had that alias. They hemmed and hawed, and sort of answered the question.
Decades later, while living in the Big Easy, I learned the origin of the nickname. From CrescentCity.com is the easiest place to find the information, although I heard this from a trusted tour guide that trolls the streets of the Garden District.
This is an euphemism for New Orleans, like the “Crescent City,” that is attributed to Betty Guillaud, a gossip columnist for the Times Picayune, in the ’70s as a term of endearment and an answer to the then I Love New York City hype. If it’s the “Big Apple” then New Orleans is the “Big Easy,” where everything is slower, simpler and easy-going.
Yeah, we can go slower down in hot and humid NOLA (term favorited by Harry Connick, Jr), but that doesn’t mean that it’s boring. It’s anything but. From natives whose families have been there for generations to transplants who embrace the lifestyle. I’ve got one of each in Big Bad Easy. I hope you order your copy on August 9th, when it is released by The Wild Rose Press exclusively on Amazon.com.
I’m not a fitness nut. I run and exercise so that I can fit into the bathing suits that I don every day since moving to a beach community. I have also come to realize that daily sweat-inducing activity improves my mood, which is one of the reasons that the main character in Big Bad Easy (releasing on Amazon.com this Friday, August 9th from The Wild Rose Press) exercises all the time. Zara doesn’t just exercise to look good, she is also exorcising some demons that arose during her service in Iraq. From all the exercise, Zara is strong physically and mentally. It’s one of the reasons that the NOPD officer finds her so attractive, and, well, frustrating.
Available August 9, 2013
She’s a former solider. He’s a detective with the much beleaguered New Orleans Police Department. Sparks fly between these two.