WINNER
March 13, 2010 by Melissa
Thanks, everyone for coming by and commenting! ANNA, you are the winner of a free ARC download. EMAIL me at MelschroATaolDOTcom and tell me what format you would like:)
Don’t forget to stop by FAR Chatters tomorrow and Shayla Black’s Blog on Monday for more info and more chances to win books from me! Also, don’t miss my first ever website chat 
Wade and Marc might just put in an appearance. 9pm eastern.
Oh and because it is Saturday:
Character Interview: Wade and Marc
March 12, 2010 by Melissa
I want to welcome everyone to my first ever character interview. And of course, because I always do everything the hard way, I have two guys to talk to. So, I hope you enjoy it:) Remember, Conquering India is already on preorder!
Wade Thompson and Marc Jasper run a new but well respected security firm in San Antonio, Texas. I met them at a local favorite, Mi Tierra, for lunch. Over tacos and enchiladas, not to mention several margaritas, I asked the guys a few questions.
Wade and Marc, thanks for taking the time to answer a few questions for my readers.
Wade smiles. He’s a dark-haried, dark-eyed man dressed in a red fitted shirt and jeans that hug his lean hips. He is constantly smiling and his accent is real south…like from the Caronlinas. I can tell he is the flirt of the two men.
WADE: Thank you for having us, darlin’. I know I speak for both Marc and myself when I say that the pleasure is all ours.
His companion rolls his eyes. While not rude, Marc Jasper is definitely the more serious of the two. His short blond hair is still cut military short and his clear gray eyes study everything in his vicinity. His suit is definitely cut to fit, but he has foregone the tie.
MARC: Thank you, Ms. Schroeder.
Please, call me Melissa.
MARC: Okay, Melissa it is.
Then he smiles, which scrambles my brain for a second. I grab my margarita and take a quick swig.
First, I need to ask, how is India?
Wade’s smile widens.
WADE: Satisfied.
MARC: Wade, behave yourself. He turnes to me. She’s very busy today because she has a big party she’s catering tonight. She said to tell you hi.
Well, right back at her. I hope it goes well.
WADE: She rarely has a problem. That woman does know how to run a catering business.
Back to you. How did you two meet?
WADE: We met in basic training.
MARC: Complete opposites but someone had to keep Wade from getting his ass kicked every day.
WADE: I was holding my own.
MARC: Is that what you call it? I think everyone else calls it getting your ass kicked.
Our waitress stops by and asks if we want another round of margaritas. Before I can say anything the guys order. Of course, the waitress lingers, flirting with Wade who oozes charm without much effort. By the time she leaves I have almost forgotten what we were talking about.
So, military men? Service?
MARC: Marines.
I figured you both were military. I can usually pick you guys out of any crowd. So, what made you leave the military?
WADE: Neither of us is very good at military politics. We knew there was only so far we could go.
And, what made you decide to open a business together?
WADE: We wanted to be able to use the skills we gained from the military. And this way, we run our own lives. We’re kinda control freaks.
Just about every military guy I meet is to some extent.
So, let’s get down to the fun stuff. What is your idea of a perfect date?
WADE: Anything that involves India.
Marc sighes and tosses his friend an exasperated look before turning back to me.
MARC: We both enjoy the company of our love, but what we both like to do is romance. For India, that could mean just about anything. She’s not a woman who goes for big gestures or presents. She likes the little things. So, a date in with all of us in the kitchen together or a night out on the Riverwalk works for us.
WADE: India really, really likes the kitchen. Last night–
MARC: You better stop right there. She’ll kick your ass if you kiss and tell.
Wade frowns. WADE: I wasn’t going to.
So, I am going to get a little personal here. Not many men would want to share a woman, especially one they loved. Why are you two okay with it?
MARC: I am not sure someone outside of the relationship could understand. Where most people are happy with one other person, it is the dynamic with all three of us that truly makes it special.
WADE: We had women before India, shared them, and the sex was fantastic. Just like someone in a one on one relationship, when you find that one person, you know it. She’s the one for us.
But why not a normal relationship?
WADE: This is normal, for us.
MARC: Really, all that matters is that we are happy, and we are. I’m not saying every now and then one of us doesn’t try to get more attention from India. But, a lot of our satisfaction is giving her pleasure. It is our duty and honor to make her happy.
Okay, now, answer me this. Morning Quickie or Afternoon Delight?
WADE: We have to decide?
MARC: Of course we do. She asked a question which means she wants an answer. I say Morning Quickie. There is no better way to start the day.
Wade sighs. WADE: Okay, if I have to pick, I say Afternoon Delight. I can cut out of work early, slip home:::he hums::: yeah, I say that.
Favorite sexual position?
WADE: I know this will suprise everyone, but I love the missionary. There is something so intimate about it for me. You can look into each other’s eyes while making love and it is upclose and personal. Although, I do like a woman on top, gives me more freedom to touch.
MARC: I like the woman on her knees in front of me.
Popcorn…buttered or plain?
MARC and WADE: Buttered
They both laugh.
WADE: India likes butter, and we both like it…especially licking it off of India’s fingers.
Where do you see yourselves in five years?
MARC: Still in San Antonio, but maybe moving out to Boerne though. I think by then we would all be ready for kids.
WADE: Yeah. I love living in San Antonio, but all three of us want kids. They need space to run.
Do you two believe that love conquers all?
WADE: Yes, without a doubt.
MARC: She definitely conquered us.
I want to thank both of you for taking the time to talk to me today. I am sure my readers are going to love learning more about you.
WADE: Anything to make a lady happy.
MARC: Yes, thank you.
Do you think there is a chance I could get either of you to show up this coming Monday for the chat?
WADE: Oh definitely! Sounds like fun.
Great! Thanks again.
MARC: I assure you, the pleasure was all ours.
Make sure that you join me Monday night when the guys will be with me for my first ever website chat! Would you like your own copy of Conquering India before it is even available for download? Ask the guys a questionor leave a comment and your name goes in the pot!
UPDATE: Keep commenting and asking questions. I will be pulling a name tomorrow by 10 am eastern. Good Luck!
Conquering India up for PREORDER
March 11, 2010 by Melissa
Hey, everyone! Conquering India is up for PREORDER already!!! Woo hoo. If you buy it now, you get an email the day it releases to download:)
Today
March 11, 2010 by Melissa
Is ia bit of a down day for me. With all the promo I have been doing, I have neglected a lot of things. Mainly, my house and the laundry lol. I will be around posting here and there, but I need to do a good cleaning of the house and sheets need to be changed and washed. I hate these little things that seem to just creep up on you when you aren’t paying attention. Then, when you do, you have a mountain of mess to deal with.
A few reminders:
Brandy is featuring a few of my former releases on her blog this week:)
TOMORROW is the day I post the interview with the guys.
and Sunday I will be at FARCHATTERS all afternoon.
Hope you have a good day today.
Oh, and for your enjoyment:
A little taste of India
March 10, 2010 by Melissa
I thought I would give you all a little taste of India to get you prepared for the release this coming Monday. It is just a little scene with Wade and India. I hope you enjoy it. And be sure to stop by I Do Not Want to Wait blog! Greta gave me a great interview and I am giving away a book.
(c) 2010 Melissa Schroeder
“Yum,” Wade said, leaning over India’s shoulder as she arranged appetizers on a tray.
She turned to look at him. Too late, she realized their mouths were just inches apart. Her breathing hitched as she raised her gaze to meet his. Instead of the usual amusement, there was a hint of heated lust darkening his. His chest was against her back, and she could feel his heartbeat kick up a notch.
She wanted to lean back against him and purr like a cat in heat. Because the temptation almost overwhelmed her, she neatly stepped aside and turned to face him. In the last few weeks, she had seen or at least talked to Wade almost every day. He seemed to find time each day to check on her, take her to lunch, just something. And he was always touching her, which ensured that she would act like an idiot. India just couldn’t seem to think when he was in the vicinity, let alone touching her.
Because you want more than just touching, her body whispered to her.
Shut up.
“Aren’t you supposed to be mingling?” she asked as she crossed her arms over her breasts, trying to hide her hardened nipples. He was tempting her with that smile again, not to mention his clothes. She had seen him mostly in casual wear, but tonight he was dressed in a suit. The way it fit over his wide shoulders told her it was probably made for him. A man with his breadth of muscle probably would not be able to buy off the rack. And the color was perfect. Dark black, with a red shirt that highlighted the wonderful golden tone of his skin.
“I’m mingling.” He stepped closer, his musky scent surrounding her. “I just choose to do it with you.”
She rolled her eyes and stepped around him. This was not what she needed tonight. It was too important for Wade and Marc, and she wanted everything perfect. If Wade was wandering around causing her hormones to dance out of control, she would lose her mind and forget something.
“It won’t help any of your business to be seen hanging out with the help.”
He gave her an odd look and she knew why. Wade and Marc always treated her with the utmost respect. It would never occur to either man to see her as the help. She said nothing else as she turned away from the big hunk of temptation Wade represented. She flew into the kitchen happy to see everyone was working. She wasn’t a pain in the ass boss, but she did like her people to at least put in a good day’s work. She paid them top dollar.
India turned to head to the refrigerator to check on their champagne supply when she ran into Wade’s chest.
“Omph.” It took her a minute to untangle herself from him, his body heat warming her skin. She shivered as he slipped his hands down her arms and gently set her away from him. Her body reacted from the brief touch, her heart whacking up against her chest.
“What are you doing here?” India tried to inject enough school marm to her voice to put some distance between them. Unfortunately, Wade didn’t seem to listen—or he had a thing for school marms. His eyes flared with heat and he seemed to move closer—if that were even possible. She could smell him. Sandalwood with a hint of Wade beneath the surface. The busy sounds of a working kitchen—the clanging of pots, the constant buzz of chatter—faded away as she stared up at him. Her lungs seized and her panties dampened. His sensuous lips curved. Images of having them glide over her skin, capture her nipple, drawing it into his wet, warm mouth flitting through her mind.
The shattering of a plate dropped by one of the wait staff broke the trance she’d fallen under, and she forced herself to take a step back. Drawing in a deep breath, she glanced at Wade and found him watching her, a flush darkening his cheeks.
Swallowing, she asked, “Was there something you wanted?”
He said nothing for a moment, a solemn look on his face. She had to resist the urge to fidget, to do something to break his intense study. A gush of wetness coated her slit. Gently, he took her hand in his and drew her fingers up to his mouth.
“There are a lot of things I want, but they’ll have to wait until later.” His warm breath feathered over her fingers, a rush of tingles spreading through her body at the slight caress. He kissed the tips. “Would you mind having a nightcap with me after the party?”
Everything in her stilled, her breath clogging in her throat. “Um.”
He frowned. “Is there a problem?”
“Would Marc be mad?”
His expression cleared and he smiled. “I already told him I was going to ask. No worries.”
She nodded. “Okay but it’ll be late.”
With a knowing look, he kissed her hand again, then released it. She felt deflated at the loss of contact.
“I don’t mind waiting on a woman.”
With that, he turned and walked out, leaving her body humming and her mind filled with too many delicious fantasies to ponder.
