For those that don’t know what these new featurettes will be about, here is the scoop! “You’ll Never Believe…” will feature the weirdest questions or encounters that authors have been asked/had. Might be about their books or random things, like meetings in a bathroom where someone asked what brand of toilet paper they normally use. Fun stuff and inside scoops that an author would not normally share.
I LOVE this author’s book “Escorted” and I’m so excited to get a bit of an inside scoop! Plus we have an exclusive excerpt from one of her latest releases, below.
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“You’ll Never Believe” – Noelle Adams
Most of the weird questions I’ve been asked were connected to Escorted (which I published under my other penname, Claire Kent). In the two years since Escorted was released, I’ve gotten emails from readers who have asked me if I can tell them which vibrators to buy, if I was a virgin at twenty-seven, and if I could recommend the best male escorts in the Seattle area. Seriously – I was asked all of those questions!
For some reason, though, the question I remember most vividly came after Married for Christmas was released last year. I got an irate note from a mother of a teenage girl who was appalled because her daughter had bought and read the book. The hero in Married for Christmas is a pastor, and the woman gave me an impassioned lecture about the “false advertising” of the book and asked how I could justify writing a pastor who had sex. I tried to be gracious and refrained from mentioning that pastors have been known to have sex from time to time, and instead told her I was sorry she was surprised but the book description clearly says that it includes sex scenes. I never heard back from her after that, but I’ll never forget that email.
Finally, Lydia couldn’t relax until she took a proactive step, so she got out of bed and headed to his room. She could see the light was still on from the crack at the bottom of the door, so she assumed he was still awake.
She knocked on the door.
She gave a little gasp when it swung open in about thirty seconds and Gabe stood in the doorway, dressed only in a pair of boxers.
She gulped—afraid it was audible but unable to stop herself. She was hit once again with that wave of visceral attraction, the likes of which she’d never experienced before.
“Sorry,” she managed to say. “I didn’t think…I mean, I thought you weren’t in bed yet. The light was on.”
“I was about to get in bed.” His eyes slid down her body, taking in her soft pajama pants and tank top and lingering on where one of the straps was slipping down her shoulder. “What’s the matter?”
“Nothing. I just wanted to…I felt like we didn’t quite finish our conversation this morning. About getting along, I mean. And it was bugging me. I really want this marriage to work.”
“I do too.” Something had tightened in his body, in his expression. “And we can talk about it. But not now.”
She frowned. “Why not now?”
His voice was deliciously thick as he said, “Because you’re not wearing many clothes right now, and it’s very distracting.”
She glanced down at herself in faint surprise and then up at him. She suddenly realized that the tension she sensed in him was arousal.
Arousal. He was aroused. By her.
A thrill of excitement, pleasure, and satisfaction washed over her with this knowledge.
It was a relief. And felt right. That he was attracted to her too.
“Oh,” she said, realizing he was waiting for her to reply. “Sorry. I didn’t….”
“I know you didn’t realize it. I’m sorry we can’t talk now. But I want to respect your wishes about not having sex, and that means I have to walk away when I’m getting too…” He cleared his throat and glanced away from her. “Turned on.”
“Oh.” She sucked in a shaky breath, suddenly swept with the same kind of hunger she’d felt that morning. He was wearing almost nothing. And he was big and warm and masculine and strong. And Gabe. “Well maybe…” She trailed off again, although she’d always considered herself quite articulate in the past.
His eyes shot back to her face. “Maybe what?”
“Maybe sex isn’t a problem. Maybe we can reconsider. After all, we’re married—”
Gabe didn’t even bother trying to respond with words. He just pushed the door shut behind her and closed the small gap between them, his handsome, strained face leaning in toward hers.
If she had thought about it, Lydia would have expected him to be slow and gentle at first, had thought he might try to ease them into this—since it was the first time they were together, and she was entirely new to this. But his mouth and hands were immediately hot, hungry, and needy, and as he moved his mouth roughly over hers, he clutched her almost painfully.
But, somehow, it was exactly what she wanted. She responded, feeling an answering hunger spring up in her own body. She pressed herself against him, clawed at his back, opened her mouth to his seeking tongue and then tried to outmaneuver it with her own.
About Noelle Adams:
Title: A Family for Christmas (Willow Park #3)
Author: Noelle Adams
Date of Publication: November 18th 2014
For years, Lydia has dreamed of overseas mission work, the way some women dream of getting married. How ironic that she needs a husband to finally make it happen. She’s always been practical, however—even if it means a marriage-of-convenience so she can finally do the work she’s called to do. Gabe needs a wife at exactly the right time. Plus, he’s kind of hot.
After a spectacularly failed marriage, Gabe isn’t looking for a wife. He and his nine-year-old daughter are doing just fine on their own. But he’s happy to negotiate a practical arrangement with Lydia in order to move into a new and more rewarding job. After all, a marriage like theirs won’t end up changing his life very much.
They both have their priorities, and marriage just isn’t one of them. But their carefully planned relationship doesn’t exactly go as planned…
Willow Park series
About Noelle Adams
Noelle handwrote her first romance novel in a spiral-bound notebook when she was twelve, and she hasn’t stopped writing since. She has lived in eight different states and currently resides in Virginia, where she teaches English, reads any book she can get her hands on, and offers tribute to a very spoiled cocker spaniel.
She loves travel, art, history, and ice cream. After spending far too many years of her life in graduate school, she has decided to reorient her priorities and focus on writing contemporary romances.