Wednesday, January 30, 2013

30 FB page likes reward: Steamy scene from ARRANGED!!!

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“Why should I? Why did I ever think that kiss was something genuine? God, I’m an idiot.” I laugh.
“It was genuine –” He scowls.
“How genuine is it when you turn around and sleep with my roommate?”
“For the last time, I didn’t know she was your roommate!”
“So if she wasn’t, it’d be okay to sleep with her anyway. Just as long as I didn’t know. You really are a sleazy man-slut.”
“I didn’t sleep with her! She just –” He runs a frustrated hand through his hair. “She said she wasn’t feeling it and took off. And I fell asleep in her bed half-dressed. I promise you.”
“But you threw yourself at her anyway.”
“I said I’d leave you alone and I am. I’m trying to forget you, Rose.”
“Right.” My laugh is louder this time. “Well, good luck with that.”
I turn to storm out the door when he grabs my hand and pulls me into him. On top of him. We tumble onto my bed, his chest pinned beneath mine and his eyes burning into me.
“Since the first time we ran into each other, every girl’s bed I’ve slept in, I’ve wished with all my heart it was yours instead,” He murmurs.
“Liar.” I snarl. “Let me go!”
I stop struggling when his hand ghosts up my back, plays with the hem of my shirt, and dips below it, fingers tracing my spine so tenderly I nearly let out a gasp.
“Every girl,” Lee leans up, planting kisses on my jugular. “Every touch, every moan, every sensation, I imagined was coming from you. Because of you. Do you know what that does to a person’s mind? I’m insane now. Insane because of you.”
His fingers reach my bra clasp and he undoes them easily and caresses the expanse of skin now freed. His hand inches around my ribcage and up just a little, where the swell of my breasts begin. I instinctively drop my head into the crook of his neck, too weak to hold it up. My face is on fire. This is wrong. So wrong. Lee’s mouth is right next to my ear as he speaks, low and soft.
“Take some responsibility for what you’ve done to me.”
Something hard and insistent presses against my thigh, and my entire body feels like it’s going to burst into flames. That hard pressure brings reality into the heady mix of my emotions – this is real. This is very real. And if I don’t stop it, it’s going to spiral out of control and he’ll get exactly what he wants – me, wrapped around his finger enough to marry him, and then the money is his. He’ll keep me in a web of lies and this heated passion for three months if I let him. This isn’t love. This is him playing me like a piano. 

Too Hot To Handle: Who is ARRANGED's bad boy?

Guys, it's Wednesday! Only three more days till Friday. Hang in there, okay? I know I am, barely!

Today I wanted to share a little about my inspiration for Lee Montenegro, the smoldering playboy that tries his damndest to capture Rose's heart in ARRANGED.

I modeled him after Jon Kortajarena, a Spanish model and all around BEAUTIFULLY hot guy. Have some drool-worthy pictures of him, why don't you? ;)

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And while you're oogling him, don't forget to read an excerpt from ARRANGED, here!

Adorably hot, isn't he? What do you think of him? ;) Let me know in the comments!!

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Sample Sunday: ARRANGED

Hey guys! It's Sara, with a steamy sample for you guys from my upcoming New Adult Contemporary Romance, ARRANGED. Enjoy!

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I get changed – Grace’s pajamas almost too small. I shuffle to the bathroom, trying to stay quiet so I don’t bug anyone. I reach for the door handle just as someone opens it. Steam pours out and Lee stands in the doorway, towel wrapped around his waist and bronze chest bare. His wet hair hangs in his surprised eyes.  
“Geez, what is this – the second time you’ve seen me naked? Do you have special sensing whiskers for this shit or something?” He asks.
I glue my eyes to the ceiling. “Sorry. Um. I just wanted to brush my teeth.”
“Apology not accepted.” He leans in, so close I can see the water droplets stuck on his chest. I’m suddenly hyper aware of the way Grace’s pajamas don’t cover all of my stomach and legs. I hadn’t noticed it the first time we ran into each other – literally – but his physique isn’t bulky at all. He has broad shoulders but a narrow waist tapering into his towel. His arm and stomach muscles have the barest definition. His skin is dusky and the skin hairs light, surprisingly light for how dark his head hair is. He has a small mole on his neck and for some reason that snaps me back to reality – he’s a real, breathing person and I’m standing here gawking and making a fool of myself.
“I just, if you’re done, I need to –” I try to squeeze around him, but he blocks the door with his body.
“Need to what?”
“Please move!”
He smiles and leans closer. “That’s more like it. Using your words and asking for what you want clearly is always a good thing.”
His heat engulfs me, and I feel hesitant featherlight touches on the back of my neck as his hand ghosts up it. I jerk away.
“Don’t play me like this.”
“Play you like what?”
“Trying to get me in your bed won’t make me like you.”
“I could probably change your mind about that once we’re in it.” He grins.
“I won’t marry you, ever,” I hiss. “And I won’t let you toy with me just so you can get that money.”
I dart into the steamy bathroom. When I hear him walk down the hall and go into his room I breathe a sigh of relief. That was too close. My hands and heart are trembling, and I feel like I’m running a fever. I brush my teeth and stare at my reflection. I’m nothing special. Nothing compared to the sorority girls he probably sleeps with. There’s no way he’s attracted to me. He doesn’t even know me that well. So he has to be playing me, toying with me for the money.
I feel sick.

Saturday, January 26, 2013


Hey guys! I hope everyone had a fantastic holiday season filled with not-fattening foods (who are we kidding? I gained six and a half pounds, eek!).

ARRANGED is closing in on it's final round of edits, and I'm ready to do a cover reveal!! Tah dahh!

What do you guys think? Beautiful? Too purple? Weird? Or do you just love it like I do? Let me know in the comments!