"The Staging Area Of The Party"

Remember that Friends episode, when the gang had to have two birthday parties for Chandler, since both his divorced parents showed up?  Whenever Chandler's mother would drift into Monica and Rachel's apartment, they informed her it was the 'staging area' of the party and sent her back across the hall.

Anyway, this is my 'Staging Area' post.  I've been featured on Chad McPherson's blog, so there's Sneak Peek #1:)

All next week, I'll be reminiscing about the four reunions I've attended, plus the two 'mini' ones.  You're invited to share your own memories, both good and bad, and you'll have a chance to win a copy of Class Reunion, All She Ever Wanted, and Teacher's Pet.  Sound fun?

You've got the weekend to prepare:)  So hang you coats here, grab some food and a beverage, and prepare for the party to start on Monday!

Blurb:

After being burned pretty badly by two different women in his past, Brian Vellinger has sworn off romance. Commitment-shy for the past fifteen years, he is stunned by his sudden attraction to a woman he's not seen since the last day of their senior year.

Natalie Collier thinks she's successfully put Brian Vellinger out of her mind. After harboring a secret crush all through high school and into college, she is both alarmed and thrilled when Brian makes his intentions known at their 25th class reunion. But will she succeed in softening his casual, 'sex only' policy, or will she end up just another notch on his belt?

See you back here next week!

2013 Hump Day Hook #5

Are you enjoying these Wednesdays snippets?  My TBB list has been growing with every one I read.  Here's a list of the bloggers who are posting this week.  Everyone at your fingertips.  Enjoy! 

Did you hear the news?  One week from today, Class Reunion will release!  If you missed my interview in the ARE newsletter, it can be found here.  So in honor of this long-awaited release for me, here is a tiny bit of it.

  “Interesting how you and Brian both have Subway bags.  Why didn’t he just order from the club like the others?” She linked her arm with Natalie’s.

            Natalie shrugged.  “Maybe he was in the mood for something different for a change?  I mean, who likes to eat at the same place all the time?”

            “Ahhh, but he didn’t stop anywhere.  Brent and I followed him here.  So that begs the question, where did he get it?”  Lisa’s voice dropped to a murmur.  “Come on, Nat…you can tell me.”

            “Okay. We discussed it last night while we were dancing,” Natalie lied.  “I mentioned Subway and he asked me to get him something.  End of story.”

            Lisa made a disappointed sound.  “That’s all?  No juicy details?”

            “What’s there to tell?  Lisa, I’m going back to Idaho tomorrow.  Why on earth would I hook up with someone I won’t see again for another ten years?”  Natalie struggled to keep her face neutral.

            “Ah ha!  You’re turning pink, Natalie. You always were a lousy liar.  Tell me!”  Lisa dropped her arm and faced her.  “You didn’t have sex with a vibrator. You slept with Brian!  Oh my God!”

You can preorder Class Reunion here or come back next week for Reunion Week.  Details will be explained on Monday.

Fantastic News!!

I have a release date!  Feb 6th, and you're all cordially invited to share your own Reunion Stories with me.  Beginning Feb 4th, I'll post excerpts, tell stories of my own, and we'll laugh, cry, commiserate!  And yes, there will even be prizes!  You didn't think I'd host a week-long party and not have PRIZES, did you?

And if you're too impatient to wait, by all means go ahead and start!  And you can preorder your copy here:)

So stay tuned:)

Happy Hump Day:)

Happy Hump Day!  For more hump day madness-I mean FUN, check out the links on our brand-spanking new Face Book page:) 

Here's a teaser from Teacher's Pet, one of my best-sellers:)  This'll warm everyone up, heh heh heh....

Tammy fought to regain her breath and reached for him, rolling over on top of him.  She covering every inch of his damp chest with kisses, and slid her body backwards down his length, rapidly unfastening his dress slacks and tugging them down to his ankles.  She took his long shaft in her mouth and teased him slow, tasting the effects pleasing her had on him.  She swirled her tongue around the slit at the top, dragged it to the base, and sucked gently on his testicles.  Only after she heard him moan did she rise  and position her dripping wet center upon his member,  

“Want it?” she teased, drawing only the tip inside and gyrating slowly.

“Oh yeah…”  His eyes darkened as they held hers.

“Come and get it,” she whispered.

Teacher's Pet available NOW at Amazon and other fine online book sites:)

Hump Day Hook:)

Good lord!  It's been a long time since I posted, hasn't it?  Still waiting for a release date for Class Reunion, and discovered the 3rd book in that trilogy is buried somewhere in my publisher's submission files.  Sigh....

So while we're waiting, here's a snippet from said 3rd book, Off The Clock.  I was inspired for this by the 7 Lines Meme this past week.  So enjoy!  And how about starting a whispering campaign to my publisher?  Just bombard her with emails asking for Class Reunion?  LOL:)

She started the car and headed for her home, clipping her Blue Tooth hands’ free device to her ear and dialing.  When her mother answered, Cara assured her she was on her way home.

            A barrage of complaints hit her ear.

            “Mama, I’m sorry.  I’m in traffic and I’ll be home in a few minutes.  Isn’t Cody there?”  Cara winced when she heard the answer.  Damn it…couldn’t her brother make it through a few hours without starting an argument?  “I told you; I had to work tonight.  That’s why I asked Cody to help you.  Calm down, Mama.  I’ll be there as fast as I can.”  She reached up and turned off the unit and checking her mirrors, changed lanes and stepped on the gas pedal.  Her mother needed her.

Hump Day Hook

For more Hump Day Hook Madness, go here:)

Today's hook is from my third published work.


“You’re beautiful.” He rolled a distended nipple between two fingers.

She felt the color rush to her face. “I bet you say that to all the girls.” She moved a hand
between them and cupped his balls in her palm.

“Actually, I don’t. This may sound a little corny, but this feels…right.”

She looked up in surprise. “Right? You don’t even know my last name. How could this be
right?”

“I’m thirty-three years old, and I don’t normally rise to the occasion so fast. So there must
be something right about you and me being together.”

She snorted but didn’t release her hold on his growing member. “The only thing right about
this is we seem to have incredible chemistry. Did you use the same line on that other woman last
week?”

Dustin cleared his throat. “I don’t suppose you’d believe me if I told you I sent her home in
a cab?”

“Before or after you fucked her?” She rubbed the moisture pooling at the tip into his cock.

Dustin lifted her chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. “Contrary to popular belief, I do not
take advantage of drunken women. I had gone there for a business meeting, and she just
happened to latch on to me. No matter how many times I tried to tell her to leave me alone, she
persisted until I dragged her out of there.” He released her chin and swept his hands down her
body. “You’re not plastered out of your mind; you’re coherent enough to know what you’re
doing. In fact…” He lowered his mouth to hers and rolled her to her back. “I want to do it
again.”

Appetite For Desire is available on Amazon and other fine online sites:)

Today's also my day to blog over at RB4U, and my post was hijacked by six fictional characters.  So why don't you pop over and join in the celebration hilarity?

"Raindrops On Roses And Whiskers On Kittens..."

Okay; I'm no Julie Andrews.  But we've come up with an awesome end-of-the-year giveaway!  Remember Oprah's 'Favorite Things' show?  We've got something similar.  All you have to do is leave a comment on my blog, or go to the SCP FB page and comment over there.  What do you win?  Why, a chance at any author's books:)  The more you comment on any 5 Favorite Thing post, the greater your chances.  I only have one book with SCP, so anyone who leaves a comment here automatically gets a copy of Appetite For Desire.  I'm going to be extra generous, since a) my birthday's coming up and b) SCP has been extra good to me.  So it's only fair that you, the readers, get rewarded, right?  Oh, and since I really don't have a presence on Face Book, other than my author page, there will be another prize given to anyone who 'likes' my page this weekend.

So what are your favorite things, Kenzie?  Get on with it!

My Favorite Things:
1) White sandy beaches

2)  Losing myself in a good book

3)  A good day of writing when the words are flowing

4)  Spending time with my favorite man

5)  Appetite For Desire

So there you have it.  Send me to the tropics with all the above and I'm in paradise:)

Want an excerpt?  Sure!

His cock swelled as the memory of their night together flooded his mind.  He groaned and pulled her closer.

“Dustin…” she whispered as he propelled her toward the massive king-sized bed.

“Shhh…” God, he wanted her again! For ten days, he had been haunted by their one night together, and now she was in his arms. There was no way he was going to let her go.

He lowered her onto the soft blankets. His fingers unbuttoned her blouse, and his lips followed the line of exposed skin.

“Dustin…your friend…”

“It’s okay.” He pulled her shirt open and flicked the clasp on her front-hook bra, closing his lips over one luscious beige tip. Dustin heard Courtney’s swift intake of breath and her answering moan.

While his lips drank the sweetness of her breast, his hands went to her work slacks and slid them over her hips, thrilled when she arched her back to aid in their descent down her legs, along with her satin bikini underwear.

Her hands tugged at his polo shirt. He worked it over his head and looked at her for a brief moment. Her dark blue eyes were nearly purple; her breasts rose and fell with each quick intake of breath; her skin flushed pink. He unbuckled his shorts and dropped them to his ankles, the tip of his manhood peeking over the top of his black boxer-briefs. He knelt and slipped her feet out of her black work shoes, and her clothing pooled on the floor. Standing up, he pushed his underwear down to join his shorts, stepping out of them as well as his sneakers.

“You are beautiful.”