Lets welcome Rosanna Leo to Romance Book Junkies for a guest post on her lovely kitty.
Help! There’s a cat on my crotch!
I am so excited to be here for the Paws
with a Cause fundraiser! Thanks so much to Danielle from Romance Book Junkies
for inviting me!
I’m an author of erotic romance and
although the only animals who generally make it into my books are shape
shifters, I do love animals. Even though I went through a pesky period as a
child of being chased almost non-stop by German Shepherds…that’s another story!
I’m here to tell you about my cat Sweetie
and her strange affection for me, the one who feeds her. Sweetie is a lovely
little tabby, although getting bigger by the day, the greedy begger. However,
she has an odd habit.
She sleeps on my crotch.
Yes, you heard me. The cat likes to nestle
near my lady parts and it’s, ahem, embarrassing, to say nothing of
uncomfortably warm. I don’t know why she was first attracted to my nether
regions, although I began to wonder if she was actually male.
That first evening, shortly after we
rescued her from an impending doom at the pound, Sweetie ventured up my legs in
bed. I joked with hubby about her wanting to be near me at all times…and then
she really got near to me! And let me tell you, she didn’t even offer to buy me
dinner first! She wedged herself between my legs, rested her rump on one leg,
and plunked her head onto my crotch. And didn’t move for hours.
At first I thought it was cute, figuring
she’d stop. She didn’t. Every night she made the same journey up my lower half,
depositing herself on my privates. Maybe in some way she senses that I write
naughty books and is trying to give me inspiration. Maybe she was a handsy
fellow in a previous life. I don’t know. All I know is my crotch falls asleep a
lot.
And because I love her to bits, do you
think I shift her? Maybe a little, but to feel her warm little body next to
mine is a comfort I won’t give up. I love knowing she cares enough to curl up
next to me at night. She’s a darling little cat and I wouldn’t change her for
the world.
And hey, if things don’t work out between
hubby and I, at least someone will always keep me company!
by: Rosanna Leo
by: Rosanna Leo
Rosanna Leo is generously donating a ebook of her novel "Sunburn" to one lucky commenter. Info on the book is below. Remember to include your email address in your comment so that I can contact you. Good Luck!
Main Giveaway:
SUNBURN
BY ROSANNA LEO
Sunburn blurb:
Patience O’Conner is a travel blogger who lives for her work. Her
dedication to her readers brings her to the famed Helios Resort in Mexico, a
locale that stuns her with its beauty but at which she suffers from some very
strange accidents.
Luckily, hunky resort bartender Apollo Delos is always there in the nick of time, a malcontent guardian angel. Apollo stuns Patience again and again with his life-saving abilities, to say nothing of his smoldering looks and apparent desire to keep her alive.
Before long, Patience wonders if there is more to the sexy bartender than mixed cocktails and insane first-aid skills. Something strange is happening at Helios and Apollo doesn’t want to talk about it.
Can Patience open herself up to this enigmatic man, even though she is terrified to be vulnerable again? And can Apollo recover from an eternity of hurt and learn to trust once more? They must both decide before Death comes calling.
Luckily, hunky resort bartender Apollo Delos is always there in the nick of time, a malcontent guardian angel. Apollo stuns Patience again and again with his life-saving abilities, to say nothing of his smoldering looks and apparent desire to keep her alive.
Before long, Patience wonders if there is more to the sexy bartender than mixed cocktails and insane first-aid skills. Something strange is happening at Helios and Apollo doesn’t want to talk about it.
Can Patience open herself up to this enigmatic man, even though she is terrified to be vulnerable again? And can Apollo recover from an eternity of hurt and learn to trust once more? They must both decide before Death comes calling.
She put her hand on his arm to get his attention. A sensual shiver
ran up his spine. “You do understand why I can’t drink, right? I come from a
family of addicts. The addictive gene is in me. I can’t slip up even once. I’m
terrified I’ll fall into the same patterns.” She paused, her eyes haunted and
dark. “I was addicted to something, to someone, once. And I didn’t recognize
myself by the end. I can’t go back there again. I have to stay strong.”
His head spun. Who was this person to whom she was addicted? He had to know. Was she married before? Was it a boyfriend?
Who hurt her?
He had to know, but there’d be time to find out later. Right now, she looked ready to crumple. Damn. Their conversation had struck a nerve in her.
He rushed out from behind the bar, knowing only he had to make her feel better, and pulled her into his arms. She yielded, all warmth and softness against him. She laid her head against his neck, and a tear dripped onto his skin.
Shit.
“Patience,” he whispered into her hair. “Please don’t cry. I won’t let him hurt you.”
Apollo with all his heart was making a vow. He wouldn’t let anyone hurt her; not the demon, and certainly not the little shit who’d hurt her once before.
She looked up, tears streaming down her face and her chest rising and falling with shaky breaths. “I’m sorry. It’s not like me to cry. I don’t know what came over me!”
“By all the gods,” he murmured, in a trance. Even in pain, she was mesmerizing. There was a healthy sheen to her skin. Her cheeks were rosy with emotion. Stray hairs had escaped her ponytail, ornamenting her face. “You are so beautiful.”
Her lips parted in a welcome she probably didn’t even realize she was extending. She sighed, and her breath poured over him, heating him to the core. He had to kiss her. There was suddenly no option but to kiss her.
He brushed his lips against hers, feeling no resistance. He moved slowly, bestowing feather-light kisses all over her mouth. And then, shocking and exciting him, her tongue slid into his mouth. Penetrating, seeking more.
Hungry.
Inflamed, he held her tighter, moving his body between her legs as she sat on the bar stool. Their kiss deepened as their tongues played and probed. He bit her lip, none too gently, and she moaned.
Oh, sweet Pandora’s box!
But as quickly as the kiss had crushed them, it was over. Patience pulled away and out of his arms. Dazed, his heart palpitated as she scrambled off the stool. And before he could recover to stop her, Patience ran away down the wooden path toward the lobby.
His head spun. Who was this person to whom she was addicted? He had to know. Was she married before? Was it a boyfriend?
Who hurt her?
He had to know, but there’d be time to find out later. Right now, she looked ready to crumple. Damn. Their conversation had struck a nerve in her.
He rushed out from behind the bar, knowing only he had to make her feel better, and pulled her into his arms. She yielded, all warmth and softness against him. She laid her head against his neck, and a tear dripped onto his skin.
Shit.
“Patience,” he whispered into her hair. “Please don’t cry. I won’t let him hurt you.”
Apollo with all his heart was making a vow. He wouldn’t let anyone hurt her; not the demon, and certainly not the little shit who’d hurt her once before.
She looked up, tears streaming down her face and her chest rising and falling with shaky breaths. “I’m sorry. It’s not like me to cry. I don’t know what came over me!”
“By all the gods,” he murmured, in a trance. Even in pain, she was mesmerizing. There was a healthy sheen to her skin. Her cheeks were rosy with emotion. Stray hairs had escaped her ponytail, ornamenting her face. “You are so beautiful.”
Her lips parted in a welcome she probably didn’t even realize she was extending. She sighed, and her breath poured over him, heating him to the core. He had to kiss her. There was suddenly no option but to kiss her.
He brushed his lips against hers, feeling no resistance. He moved slowly, bestowing feather-light kisses all over her mouth. And then, shocking and exciting him, her tongue slid into his mouth. Penetrating, seeking more.
Hungry.
Inflamed, he held her tighter, moving his body between her legs as she sat on the bar stool. Their kiss deepened as their tongues played and probed. He bit her lip, none too gently, and she moaned.
Oh, sweet Pandora’s box!
But as quickly as the kiss had crushed them, it was over. Patience pulled away and out of his arms. Dazed, his heart palpitated as she scrambled off the stool. And before he could recover to stop her, Patience ran away down the wooden path toward the lobby.
Sunburn is available at http://www.lsbooks.com/sunburn-p743.php
You can find Rosanna Leo at www.rosannaleo.blogspot.com
Main Giveaway:
Hello Everyone! We have a lot of blogs that have gotten together to help raise money for a great cause. There are going to be some awesome prizes up for grabs for people that donate money to the cause. Here is a little about the company that we are raising the money for:
Paws
With A Cause® enhances the independence and quality of life for people
with disabilities nationally through custom-trained Assistance Dogs.
PAWS®
increases awareness of the rights and roles of Assistance Dog teams
through education and advocacy. Founded in 1979, Paws With A Cause is
dedicated to helping its clients who are challenged by many
disabilities,
such as Cerebral Palsy, Muscular Dystrophy, Seizure Disorders, and
Hearing Disorders to name just some. Each of our dogs are trained to
meet the specific needs of our clients. Tasks may include opening and
closing doors, picking up objects, pulling a wheelchair,
turning lights on and off, and alerting a person to particular sounds
like a telephone, doorbell, smoke detector and many others. Our dogs
change lives by enhancing the independence of our clients. By just
opening a door, a dog opens up the world for a person
with a disability and your donations will go to making that happen.
PAWS thanks you so much for your donation and allowing us to open more
doors.
4646 South Division
Wayland, MI 49348
How to donate:
2. Click on "Make a Donation"3. Enter a amount you wish to donate. Everibbon will add a small fee to your donation for processing. My fee for donating $5.00 was .49 cents. So keep this in mind when deciding your donation amount. You will receive 1 entry into the giveaway for every $1 you donate.
4. In the box that says "on the behalf of" please put your name. This is the name that will be listed on the everibbon website so put a name you do not mind being visible to everyone. Do not check the box to make a anonymous donation because I will not be able to track your donation to enter you into the giveaways.
5. Next it will ask you for your credit or debit card information.
6. Then it will ask for your email address to send you a receipt. This is so that you can submit it for tax purposes.
7. Ta Da! Your all done making your donation. Now you need to contact Danielle to enter the giveaway.
8. Please email Danielle at RomanceBookJunkiesDanielle@Yahoo.com with the name you used to donate your money. For example the name I used to donate on behalf of was Romance Book Junkies. Do not send me your name off your credit or debit card because I will not be able to see this. Along with the name you used please tell me how much you donated and if you live in the US or are International.
9. Your all done. Thank you for donating!
Warning: Do not try to email Danielle the name and donation amount of another person that is not yourself. If Danielle receives more than one email with the same persons name and donation amount she will have to ask for your copy of the receipt from Everibbon to verify that you are the correct winner. Thank you.
We will have 4 winners for the main giveaway.
We have 2 $65 gift certificates to any online book store.
Also we have a huge box of books and swag from Romance Book Junkies and Bitten by Paranormal Romance for US residents only.
Good luck to all and thank you for helping make this fundraiser a success.
7 comments:
Thanks so much for hosting my cat and I!!
Lol, so funny! Count yourself lucky she doesn't try giving you heart attacks instead! Amoung my past cats, one liked to hide up high and pounce on you as you walked by and another decided to sleep in the little space between my bed and the wall in my old house and then scared the living daylights out of me by jumping on my chest in the middle of the night and meowing! It definetly wakes you up to feel a sudden weight on your chest and open your eyes only to have them meet a pair of glowing cat's eyes seemingly without a body (that cat was mostly black!) in the dark of night! I was not impressed! Don't enter me though cause I have Sunburn already!Just had to share cat stories!
Thanks so much, Suzi. So glad you stopped by. Boy, I do count myself lucky! I would have definitely had a heart attack in those cases! Hope you enjoy Sunburn! Hugs!
Looks good!
Such a great cause! Thanks for being a part of it!!
Froggy
froggarita@gmail.com
Thanks so much, Froggy! I'm thrilled to be here!
What an exciting book and a very worthy cause! Thanks for the giveaway.
bhometchko(at)hotmail(dot)com
Much appreciated so much, Suzi. So happy you halted by. Kid, I do tally myself lucky! I might have unmistakably shown at least a bit of kindness ambush in those cases! Trust you delight in Sunburn! Embraces!
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