Link to interview: http://freshfiction.com/page.php?id=8868
My interview of Ready Set Rogue: http://freshfiction.com/review.php?id=61888
Every time he closed his eyes he saw her. He saw her in his bed, those long eyelashes fanning in perfect arcs on her creamy skin. Or on his lap, straddling him, her face taut with sexual tension. Or, worse, he imagined her on her back, hair spread all over the pillow, breasts bouncing as he slammed into her. Jesus, he ached just thinking about it.He had to stop this. He had better control over his emotions than this—how else would he have survived this long?What was happening to him? That first night, when he’d brought her into his bed—he’d felt it then. This connection, this bond. He hadn’t even known her—but he’d felt her. Inside, he’d felt her. When had she become essential to him?Oh, shit. That was bad. Very bad. No one could ever be essential to him.What she’d said tonight—about recreating Gun Powder. He had done that.He’d hated his life back home. The town itself was beautiful, but it was filled with his big, extended family—family that wanted nothing to do with him. They’d given him a choice—him or his mom. Of course, he’d chosen his mom. But that had narrowed his social life to the guys who weren’t going anywhere.Or maybe he’d chosen those guys because he thought they’d understand his life a little better.And, yeah, he guessed he had done the same thing here.But he couldn’t stop thinking about what James had said about what he wanted deep down. He’d never been allowed to think about what he wanted. For him, it was about survival. Nothing else.And yet, he had worked his ass off to get into a top school. Why? Like James said, if he planned on going back to Gun Powder, why bother with the expense and hassle of Wilmington?Hope rose in him, a force so strong he couldn’t ignore it. He came here because he wanted more. Nicole.He did have something deep down. And that something was a someone.Holy shit. Adrenaline crashed his system.Nicole was his deep down. She was his home, his heart.