Hello! Welcome to my Release Party at The Romance Studio! I’ve been hanging out with my friends here at the website since Thanksgiving, and I am loving it. These parties are where I feel I am making connections with readers, and that has been the most rewarding part of being a writer. I have been given a lot of positive feedback about my books, which has encouraged me to continue. The fact that the positive comments are from people who I don’t know makes it even sweeter. I feel the comments are honest and not “supportive, courtesy comments” (though I appreciate those, too!) As you check in with me off and on today, please leave a comment and you will be eligible for a $10 Amazon or Barnes and Noble Gift Card (winner’s choice).
Today, I’m going to begin by talking about Memphis Heat, and later, my new release, Love Beyond the Curve. Both of the stories have a strong hero that can take charge when a woman needs that, yet show tenderness and concern for the heroine’s needs and desires. In Memphis Heat, the hero, Steele, has a commanding presence that can’t be ignored. When the story opens, Steele is holding out his hand for Maeve to take it and simply saying, “Dance with me.” She really has no choice in the matter once she looks up into his ruggedly handsome face. There is something about a man who knows what he wants and goes for it that is very attractive to many women. Steele is this type of man, whether it be the real estate property he is trying to buy before Maeve gets it, or a particular beautiful woman.
I am going to share a blurb, review, and an ADULT EXCERPT (please don’t read if you will be offended by explicit language and sexual content). If you are interested in purchasing Memphis Heat, you will find it at Siren BookStrand, Amazon, and Barnes and Noble. Here are those links:
Maeve Callahan has finally met her match. Steele Ottinger, meant for only one night of sensuous pleasure with a stranger, shockingly turns out to be a determined business rival. Both of them want the same piece of real estate property, but for very different reasons. Maeve has her heart set on it as the new location of Sunburst, a community center that helps inner city adults and children get on the right track to a successful future. Steele, a millionaire businessman, wants to open another SHOTTZ, a sports bar and grill in his fast-growing chain of restaurants. Maeve is emotionally driven to fight for the people she views as family, where Steele is driven by financial gain. The two engage in verbal combat whenever they meet, but those sparks turn into flames as the passion they can’t ignore takes over. Will there be a chance for true love, or will they crash and burn like… Memphis Heat?
A Review for…Memphis Heat:
This reviewer’s rating: 5 – Outstanding
Another romantic, sexy, M/F read by Kate Patrick. Memphis Heat is well written the characters are terrific. I love a female who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid of some good lovin’. I love a hot, strong, romantic man. I get both here. Maeve meets a sexy man at a Memphis Blues bar and, uncharacteristcally for her, she decides to let her hair down with him after a dance. Why not, he’s sexy, charming and wants her. They have a night of unbridled passion. Maeve leaves the next morning only to find out her sexy man from the night before is her competitor on some commercial real estate. So, Maeve and Steele are both interested in the same property for different reasons, Maeve for a community development, Steele for another in his chain of bars. There is some VERY sexy writing in this book and it helps that the characters are easy to like. The story progresses nicely, even though they’re in competition they are having some sexy fun. However, fun turns into more, even though there is an outcome on the property which doesn’t favour one. Neither can forget the other as much as they feel they might be able to. Will they be able to get over their real estate rivalry? Will sex be the only thing that they leave on the menu? Have a read, it’s a terrific novella sized book. Memphis Heat is not too long, not too short, it’s just right in every way. This is my second Kate Patrick book and I’m impressed. Nice writing, no typos, great editing and great characters. Highly recommended, sexy reading. BUY
Reviewed by: KazzaK (Date: 10/07/2012)
ADULT EXCERPT (MUST BE 18 OR OLDER TO CONTINUE):
“Dance with me.”
The rich, deep voice cut into her thoughts like a hot knife through cold butter. Maeve Callahan’s eyes came to rest on a massive, open palm extended toward her where she was seated at a small table in the corner of her favorite blues club. Her eyes traveled up the seemingly endless length of arm, and came to rest on the most handsome face she had seen in a while. No, make that ever. Dark hair, vibrant blue eyes, a five o’clock shadow, and classic chiseled bone structure atop a tall, lean but muscular body. It all added up to the perfect package in her opinion.
“Excuse me?” she replied as she fixed her gaze on the slightly smiling eyes that looked down expectantly at her.
“Dance with me,” he repeated as he leaned closer and stopped short of invading her personal space.
“Is that an invitation or a command?” she asked with an arched brow as she pressed even closer, definitely invading his personal space.
“It’s whatever will result in getting you to take my hand and follow me onto that dance floor. I’ve watched you for a while and you seem to enjoy this music. I enjoy dancing with a woman who moves as beautifully as she looks. So…dance with me.”
She blushed at the mental image of how she must have looked as she nodded and swayed to the soothing tones the musicians had played all evening. “Well, you know what they say about flattery,” she laughed as she placed her slender hand in his, and followed him through the crush of dancers taking advantage of the slow, sultry tune that was now playing.
He looked back at her and said in a wicked tone, “I’ll keep that in mind.”
A little shiver went through her as he pulled her into his arms, holding her firmly against his long, lean tower of a body. She slid her hands up to rest on his broad, muscular shoulders. Even in killer black stilettos, she still had to look up to see his face. A very gorgeous face. He wasn’t a pretty boy, but possessed rugged good looks that shouted he was a man’s man, perfectly capable of handling himself in any given situation.
He slid a hand along her ribcage as they danced, setting off little bursts of fireworks that rippled from her head straight to her nether regions. She felt his hands come to rest on the curve of her lower back. He held her loosely as she began to move her hips to the sensuous rhythm of the music. She took a step closer into his embrace, as her hands skimmed over his shoulders to rest at his neck.
This slight adjustment brought her full breasts in direct contact with his rock hard torso, brushing against him as they danced to the hypnotic melody that seemed to lull them into a trance of seduction, oblivious to others. Her nipples hardened as he lightly stroked her spine. His touch created a sensation she was at a loss to ignore. Her fingers entwined in the hair at the nape of his neck, as she felt heat course through her body while he rubbed the side of her breast with the pad of his thumb.
* * * *
Steele Ottinger closed his eyes and reveled in the feel of her breasts as they barely grazed his chest while she swayed seductively in his arms. Sure, she had sat at her table looking all circumspect and guarded, but there was a hint of something else underneath that cool exterior. Something intense. Something sensuous. Something he would seek to discover before the night was over. He felt the familiar heaviness in his groin, revealing the effect she had on him as they danced. Strangely, he didn’t care if she became aware of his lust for her. That was why he had asked – no, she was right – commanded that she dance with him.
A throbbing cock proved he was a man on a mission. She completely mesmerized him as she seemingly became lost in an erotic response to the sounds that filled the room. Her hips thrust in perfect time with the beat, making him long to meet her with some thrusts of his own. He knew he possessed a natural rhythm and could provide her with a partner that would keep up with her no matter what the activity.
Now, at last he held her in his arms. She turned away from him and sensuously lifted the heavy mane of dark locks that flowed like a river down her back, exposing a long, slender neck for his admiration. He groaned inwardly as she glanced back, casting a provocative look his way. He wrapped a long arm around her narrow waist, and pulled her up against his pulsing erection. He leaned down to nuzzle the velvet-like flesh behind her dainty ear, not knowing that his breath bathed over her like a warm whisper. The slight scrape of his smooth, straight teeth along the curve of her neck sent a tremor through her lithe form. He smiled at the realization that their dance appeared to have a heated effect on her as well.
The longer he held her, the more he wanted to know what it would be like to bury himself deep inside her. It would be one mind-blowing fuck if judged by her fluid, graceful movements on the dance floor. She appeared to be an uninhibited spirit. Her ability to follow his lead in perfect sync made him think their “horizontal dance” would be an explosive coupling to say the least.