Disclaimer:The hostesses of the Author Roast and Toast are in bikinis!
Now in some cases this could be a nightmare, but for the purposes of the roast we are all hot and young.
"I must say there's nothing like a Pina Colada on the beach. Cabana boys should be standard in every state." Mary's eyes rove the masses, looking for movie stars, or even beach boy eye candy.
"Palm Beach has such a terrific jetty to snorkel along." Mary hands snorkels and masks to her cohorts.
"These must be for Lyn, "AJ snickers, looking at the outsize flippers, and clutching her precious phone in its waterproof cover. "At least Mary is wearing the right size top to hold those babies."
Melissa grins and struts to the water, swim fins flopping the whole way. "Lilly, it's warm and those tiny waves will not hurt you." Mac splashes Lilly as she cringes.
With a heave ho, Mary shoves Lilly into the water. "The best way to go in is all at once." Mary grins. Lilly spits water and growls, "Just you wait." She threatens Mary.
Lyn, always the diplomat flops her huge feet into the water. "I'll help you. Last one in is a rotten egg." She runs into the aqua waters, narrowly avoiding a sting ray.
"Baked ham with pineapple, shrimp cocktail, grilled chicken on skewers,
conch fritters, tropical fruit kababs, a fruit bowl with pineapple, kiwi, mango, melon, just to name a few of the foods. Pina Colada, rum & coke, cold beer, iced tea, and rum punch to drink. Flan, coconut cream pie, cookies with macadamia nuts, and the all popular key lime pie. I'm drooling." Mary grins.
"First one there gets a copy of The Right Temptation, Diane's latest release." Melissa yells as she speeds like a tornado through the water.
"Ha, first one there gets to flirt with the best guys on that huge cruiser." Lyn whips to the finish well ahead of the others.
"Someone is gonna have to get Lilly." AJ chuckles. "
"A dingy would do, she ain't gonna want to swim that far." Mac sighs.
And heard from the beach Lilly screams and yells, luckily no one can make out what she's saying. Ah, yes, just another Author Roast and Toast!
Please welcome Diane Escalera and 'The Right Temptation'
Can a childhood crush mature into the real thing?
Kayla Martinez has recently landed an RN position at a prestigious hospital in her hometown. The new job is everything she’s hoped for, especially when one hot specimen shows up in the ER. She hasn’t seen her childhood crush in years, and considering how much hotter he’s gotten over time, she almost ends up needing resuscitation.
The last thing Nico LaCosta needs is a broken arm. Now his pal’s kid sister wants to soothe his pain, but he’d rather keep his distance so her big brother doesn’t break his other arm. Kayla’s no child anymore, though. She’s one hot-blooded woman, determined to remind him of a mind-blowing kiss back when they were teenagers. Leave it to Kayla to drop by his house unannounced and play Nurse Seductive. A guy has to follow the buddy code, or face the consequences. Still, sometimes giving in to temptation is worth it…
The Right Temptation
Latin Heat Trilogy, Story Two
Kayla ambled to the kitchen. She opened the refrigerator and perused it. Not bad. He had a few things she could work with. “What do you normally eat?”
“Grilled chicken, brown rice and broccoli,” he said without missing a beat.
Kayla laughed at his bland regimen. “I had a feeling.”
“Well, I try to take care of my body.”
“So I see.” Her gaze skittered over his physique. Whatever he did worked magically delicious.
“Although lately, I’ve been pigging out like a fat kid,” he said, with a disgusted look. “That’s what happens when you’re bored to death.”
She had a cure for his restlessness. The thought made her thighs go up in flames. Kayla shoved her head inside the cool refrigerator and peered into several plastic containers. “Some of this looks good.” She could’ve taken the easy way out, but she preferred to make something fresh, show off a little bit.
“It is. But I had so much of it already.” He puffed out his cheeks.
How adorable. She found everything he did entertaining. Kayla shut the fridge and, without asking, opened the cupboards. She found one with canned goods and food staples. “Hmm,” she mumbled, scanning the contents. She’d have to improvise. “You like omelets?”
Nico’s face lit up. “I love me some eggs.”
“Cool. I’ll whip up some veggie omelets.”
“You don’t have to cook for me, you know.”
She had a weakness for nursing people back to health. She had a weakness for one man named Nico. The combination of the two pulled on her heartstrings. “I want to,” she said, setting aside her personal agenda.
“Don’t you have something better to do than hang out with an invalid? I’m not a barrel of laughs right now.”
Good time to gauge his interest. She locked eyes on him. “Why? You want me to leave?”
“It’s not that,” he said. Nico strode to the kitchen. He took one of her long curls and tugged on it. “I just don’t want you to waste your free time.”
She wanted to close her eyes, bottle his woodsy scent. Kayla palmed his solid chest. The touch sent a shocking bolt through her already-charged system. She kept her hand there, reveling in the feel of his potent masculinity. “Who says I’m wasting my time?”
Nico closed the space between them. Too bad his bulky cast kept their bodies from totally connecting. Several inches taller, he stared down at her with pure intensity. The heat level shot up so fast she thought they’d set off the smoke alarm in the kitchen. Kayla titled her head back and shook her wild curls off her face. He helped by sliding a few fingers into her hair. Her heart practically jumped out of her chest. Kiss me. She’d waited years for this.
His body trapped her against the counter. Kayla shifted her position so she could feel the full force of his strength without the barrier of his injured arm. Oh God. He had an erection. Her hip acted alone and pressed up against it. She swore she heard him moan. Wait. That was her.
“Kayla,” he muttered, in a voice huskier than before.
Kiss me. She tried to send a telepathic message.
Born and raised in the Bronx, NY, Diane Escalera makes her home in coastal North Carolina. The sultry surroundings are a steady source of inspiration for her hot love stories. Diane is married, has two children and a super cute dachshund she can’t get enough of. She writes contemporary romance and is published with Kensington Publishing and Lyrical Press.
CONTENT WARNING: Racy Language, Hot Sex, Lusty Latin Lovers
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