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222 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 1, 2008
Drop me a line, please! If you're looking for a book for donation or a blog post from me, I'm usually cool with that.Are you going to write a sequel to Some_Book_You_Wrote?
The up front answer is no, unless the book cover indicates that it's part of a series. If there's going to be a sequel to a book, you'll know once I've signed the contract.Who is this Dianne person?
Only the light of my life and all that rot. She e-sides here: http://www.foxwrites.com/ Without her, you wouldn't see much from me at all, not even the books that don't have her name on the cover.Do you read your email?
All the time. I think the question you want is do I answer my email? Occasionally. Badly. I'm a terrible, terrible emailer.You're reading X books at once?!
Only occasionally at once. I can read two books at the same time, but I get dizzy. Mostly, I just switch books depending on my mood. It's unusual for me to have less than four on the go at a time.Do you read reviews of your books?
No, sorry! I'm here, yes, but I prefer not to read reviews (no matter how lovely they are) because once a book has left my hands and is available to the readers, my relationship to it changes. It's all grown up. :) I have a clutter of booklings to nurture so they will join the others on your shelves.Will you read/review my book?
Sorry, but no. There are a number of reasons for this but the biggest is—I suck at doing these things. I'm a horrible procrastinator. I get wound up and then blank out what I'm supposed to do. My ADHD goes galumphing through my head like a bull in a china shop, wrecking everything.I'm a writer and you hated/loved my book!
I'm sure you're a lovely person, either way. Please have one or both of: "I'm sorry!" or "You're welcome!"Can I be excused now?
Of course you can! Thanks for reading.














His mouth was dry, and the ice in his Scotch rang against the crystal like mocking bells. His hand was shaking. Ever so carefully, he reached across himself to set the glass down on the blotter. "I hope you have the key," Rase said.(...) "Always." The emptiness in the man's expression almost brought Rase to despair. Rase held out his free hand, palm up, waiting for the key. "Glad you know what you're doing." (...)
"I know what I'm doing." The stockboy still had a grip on the chain between the cuffs. "That makes one of us."
"I appreciate the demonstration." Out of nowhere, Rase's voice came back and brought with it the rush of anger he'd been waiting for. (...) "It has been very educational. Now, I'd appreciate if you let me go."
"As you wish."(...)
"Thank you, Rase said. He rubbed lightly at his wrists once the cuffs were off. "So", he said, reaching for his Scotch again. "Do I owe you anything for that?" The entire world shifted, and it took Rase a moment to realize that he'd been hit. His mouth tasted like blood.
"I never met anyone as naked as you." Gabriel rounded on him, half-furious and half-despairing. "I never met anyone I believed the way I believed you wanted me, wanted what we did." He was back in front of Rase in two strides; he reached out and grabbed a handful of Rase's hair, wrenching Rase's head back and staring down at him. "I fucked you over and you took it like you couldn't get enough."

I LOVED THIS BOOK!!!!IT'S FUCKING AMAZING!!!!
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