To promote the book, DeAnna is doing a virtual super book blast tour, which takes place on Wednesday 19th November 2014. During this tour, the author will be awarding a $25 Amazon/B&N GC to a randomly drawn commenter. You are advised to leave as many comments as possible, using this rafflecopter link:
Blurb
Juggling two jobs to keep her belly dance studio afloat keeps Abby
Anderson’s mind off her shattered love life—until a reawakened pain sends her
into the arms of an anonymous stranger she plucks from the audience of her
tribal belly dance show. No names, no strings, no romance. She tells herself
it’s a harmless hookup.
Until he turns up at her day job . . .
Derek Collier, the sexy heir to the Collier media dynasty, just
landed everything he’s always wanted: the publisher’s seat at the Orange County
Herald. Except his first order of business is to sell the newspaper. Reeling
from his family’s betrayal, his only comfort is the memory of that mysterious
belly dancer and the perfect night they spent together.
He won’t rest until he finds her again.
She’ll lose everything if he does.
Excerpt
“It’s only sex,” Abby Anderson said,
keeping her focus on the mirror propped on the desk in front of her and the
black eyeliner wand in her hand.
In the corner, Melanie flipped
through a tattoo magazine. “It’s about time. How you managed to go a whole year
is a mystery to me.”
“It’s not like I planned it. It just
happened. I’ve been busy.”
Busy working two jobs—three if you
counted the belly dance studio that was consuming every spare minute and dollar
she had. It didn’t seem possible that so much time had passed since her ex had
given her the ultimatum: him or the studio. He didn’t understand how she could
leave graduate school and the prospect of a comfortable career to devote
herself to what he considered a dead-end business. That’s when she knew he
didn’t understand her—and he never would.
Most days, she was too busy to think
about her wreck of a love life. Today she could think of little else.
May 1. Seeing the date on the
calendar had brought it all back. That last terrible fight. All the awful
things he’d said to her. She knew they weren’t true. Pursuing her passion
didn’t make her selfish. It didn’t mean she was damaged goods.
She’d find love again. Eventually.
But tonight it wasn’t love she was after. She just wanted to think about
something besides that brain-dead temp job at the newspaper, the skimpy dance
tips she earned at the restaurant, and the studio that sank her deeper into
debt every day, even if it was the only thing that could still make her smile.
She wanted to remember how it felt
to be touched. To feel lips pressed to hers, hands on her waist, maybe a caress
or two. All the belly dance writhing and grinding in the world wouldn’t scratch
that itch.
She needed a man.
Author bio and links
DeAnna
Cameron writes novels featuring feisty heroines transformed by true love and
belly dance—the oldest and most exciting dance form in the world. Her novels
have been translated into Japanese, Polish, and Serbian, and her work has been
praised for its “deft prose, energetic characters and . . . colorful images” by
RT Book Reviews and called “most entertaining” by the Historical Novel Review.
Before turning to fiction, DeAnna worked as a journalist, writing and editing
for several Southern California newspapers and magazines. She’s a member of
Romance Writers of America, as well as its Orange County chapter. When she
isn’t working on her next novel, she can usually be found at her jeweler’s
bench, creating new wire-wrap, bead, and multimedia designs. She lives in
Orange County, Calif., with her family.
Thanks for hosting!
ReplyDeleteThank you for featuring SHIMMY FOR ME today and your thoughtful review! I've had lot of fun sharing what I know about belly dancers: that they are some of the sexiest, most interesting people you'll ever meet. I'll stop by a little later to see if there are any questions :)
ReplyDeleteA pleasure to have you here, DeAnna!
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