To be on a deserted islands sounds romantic and lovely, but honestly it would be a bitch. No food, no bug spray, no internet, no toilet paper, no batteries for the toys. Sounds like a list doesn't it ;)
I love the water, beach, sun, palm trees and everything that goes along with it. I've had the good fortune to do a lot of traveling *pre-kids* and now *empty nest*. My all time favorite destination was the South Pacific. Waaaay back in 1985 I traveled with the (ex shhh) to Tahiti, Moorea, Cook Islands, Fiji and Hawaii. I have over 500 slide to prove the trip and they are still in slide format. They need to be scanned so I can revisit those lovely places. A close 2nd to the SP is North Captiva Island in Florida. Meat Man surprised me with a trip there in February for my birthday. Numerous Caribbean beach sand has covered my toes, as well as some stony beaches in England and Europe. Okay, so getting the travel bug right now
- net - to be used for fishing and over my bed
- Burt's Bees lip balm - I so hate dry lips
- Survival Kit with everything I'd need, like matches, first aid, pots, solar blanket, a few tools, bug spray, water purifying tablets, tarps, rain gear, compass, flare gun. I know this is a cheater catch all but what the hell.
- batteries - What? For the flashlight you dirty minded person you :)
- Canned food.
Now as a parallel, I asked Meat Man what he would bring:
- satellite phone
- satellite tv
- satellite radio
- lots of canned food w/ can opener
- sleeping bag
What would you bring?
My most recent release with Sybarite Seductions. a quickie hot story about wild, spontaneous, stranger sex. It's a double point of view book. We get her story, his - oh did I mention he's a hot cop? and then you can get both stories in one book called No Toys Tonight - An Adventure Twice Told
Nearly blinded by the blowing dust, it takes her a few moments to realize she’s stumbled into the backseat of a police car. When she discovers the cop is just as sexy as his voice, her inner wild child begs to come out and play.
Despite a case of mistaken identity, Reid can’t help but be attracted to the woman in his backseat, and when she propositions him, he’s unable to resist the call to duty.
“Holy shit, you’re a cop.”
“Am I? Hadn’t noticed.”
Fiona couldn’t look away from him and her tongue was tied. He smiled and the cutest dimple creased into his cheek. Her finger itched to reach out and trace it. He was one hot dude. “I-I’m sorry. I was blinded by the dust and thought you were cab.” She glanced around. This wasn’t a normal cop car. It was plush almost, a comfy sedan with fabric seats and darkened windows. “Umm, this doesn’t look like a cop car.”
“It’s a detective vehicle. Unmarked.” He was still driving and she caught his look in the rear view. “So, what are you plans for the rest of the night?”
Did he just ask her out? Go with it Fiona. Go with it.
She put on the best seductive smile she could muster and said the first thing that came to her mind. “I’ve been a very bad girl and need to be punished.”
He didn’t say a thing. Just stared at her. Oh god, had she just gotten herself arrested as a hooker or something? But when his mouth quirked into a smile, she knew it was okay. Fiona sighed and leaned back on the seat, rubbing her palm over the fabric, thankful it wasn’t a police cruiser with sticky, plastic seats.
So then, what do you think comes next? I hope you liked the blurb and want to read more.
Be bad…you might like it.
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