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:

(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.

Just a reminder about my appearances over the next week:

March 10th I don’t want to wait, I want the book now -interview with a giveaway

March 12th Character interview-Right here with the guys

March 14th 1-6 pm FAR Chatters-lots of prizes and I am sure I will convince some of my writer friends to pop by

March 15th-Shayla Black’s Blog with a giveaway for her Delicious Tease Contest(there are prizes EVERY DAY there. Go check it out.)

March 15th-9pm eastern Chat right here at my site and we might get an appearance from Wade and Marc!

WHEW! That made me tired just typing it. I hope that you have time to pop to at least one event! I would love to have you come by and chat at me for a bit:)

And since you are such wonderful people:

I am off to Brandy’s! Behave yourselves.

But, this is the week of celebrating the ebook. I remember when I first signed w/ WCP in 2004 with The Hired Hand. People had no idea what an ebook was. They thought I was making it up, or I would talk to authors who told me I was not a “real” author. Okay, some of those authors are still around, but no one can say that the ebook is not a major format today.

So, to celebrate, Samhain is having a BIG party all the way up to the SAMMIES and I am the first author up today. Plus, over on WICKED, I am going to be playing all week and giving away ebooks. Make sure to pop by. I will be on Samhain Cafe from 1-2 eastern today. I will be giving away three ebooks…reader’s choice.

So, I hope you come out and play. And for your Sunday viewing pleasure:

Seriously, newsletter is going out today, trailer should be done by the end of the day and I am securing a few more dates for appearances. I hope to have it all ready before I send out the newsletter, the appearances that is so I can keep you up to date.

All I have on my plate today, other than the mound of laundry I have been working through, is the trailer, getting the newsletter loaded and the interview for the guys. I am super excited and I have to thank Brandy. She sent me some great questions that were really a great help.

I am hoping that I can finally get back to The Spy Who Loved Her tomorrow, but I am not counting on it:(. But it is all good. I have started to enjoy the promotion part of this again.

Oh, and because I love all of you:

Wicked Lovers Book Three

I have read the unedited version of the book and it was fantastic. It is easily, IMHO, the best of the three books. These just keep getting better and better:) Congrats to Shayla.

Wicked Lovers, Book 3

Publisher: Berkley HEAT
Genre: Erotic Romance
Release Date: March 2, 2010
ISBN-13: 978-0-425-23242-2
Pre-order: Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Borders | Books-A-Million
Indie Bound | Overstock
Pre-order Download: Kindle | Nook

He can’t control his desire.

Luc Traverson’s entire future is planned out—but there is one very sexy obstacle in his path: Alyssa Devereaux . She’s a former exotic dancer turned strip club owner and restaurateur. Recently, Alyssa and Luc shared one night of wild abandon that left Luc terrified by his loss of self-control—and Alyssa desperate for more.

And that’s just the way she wants it.

Fulfilling a promise, Luc is the guest chef for Alyssa’s restaurant debut. The sight of her makes Luc wild, so how can he survive a week without letting loose and ravaging her—especially when she’s begging for it? Luc’s desire for her explodes when he realizes he isn’t the only man desperate to have her. But one of the others is deadly. And that’s not the end of Alyssa’s secrets…which are as dark and mysterious and enticing as her fantasies.

Check out the excerpt and reviews here.

Marc Jasper

Blonde, grey-eyed, very serious. Loves to cook, ex-marine, co-owns security company with best friend, Wade.  Would have died in Afghanistan if Wade hadn’t saved him.

Wade Thompson

Black hair, brown-eyed, ex-marine. Always wants to have a laugh, has ADD, and thinks his best friend is a little too serious.

So, if you want to use the comment form on my website, or just list the question here in the comment section, I will pick the best of them and ask the guys:)

Oh, and since I am asking you do to something, I will give you a guy to reward you:

I have some upcoming things. One, of course is the release of Conquering India and most of it is linked to that. Here is a list of upcoming appearances and happenings!

-March 10th I do not want to wait, I want the book now

-March 15th-Shayla Black’s Blog

-March 15th- CHAT right here on my site at 9pm eastern

I will be giving stuff at all of them! And I am still filling up the schedule so be sure to check back on my site for appearance dates. I will be updating them every day.  I will also be posting an interview with Wade and Marc next week right here on the blog. It is my first character interview, so I am really excited. Other than that, there is a newsletter going out today that will have a special contest just for subscribers! Make sure to sign up before it goes out to be eligible.

Well, I am off to herd DSS to school with her cupcakes. She has already gotten her pressies from us because there is a concert tonight for DSF, so we celebrated yesterday.