Welcome to Karla Doyle, Ellora's Cave author of Game Plan and her latest book, More Than Words!
You know how you read a book from an author and just know that you're going to be reading all their books from now on? Yeah, me too. That's what happened when I read Karla's amazing debut, Game Plan. I'm so excited her second book, More Than Words, is out now!
Read on for how you can win a GC to buy your very own copy! Make sure to answer Karla's great question and please leave your email in your comment so she can contact you if you win.
Hi, Cari J Can I just say how unbelievably cool it is to be guest-posting at one of my favorite author’s blogs? Total fangirl moment here!
Okay, breathing has almost returned to normal. Thank you so much, Cari, for inviting me to visit and talk about my new book.
MORE THAN WORDS released August 17th from Ellora’s Cave. MTW is my second novel, a contemporary erotic romance I usually refer to as ‘the dirty Scrabble story’.
Here’s the blurb:
A brutal mugging two years ago left Calli terrified to go out after dark, and incapable of real dating. Hanging out with a resentful Chihuahua every night hasn’t filled the void, and all the sex toys from the store she owns could never replace a flesh-and-blood man. An online Scrabble site promising anonymous, flirty fun sounds like just the ticket. A like-minded geek, that’s what she needs. Unbeknownst to her, the man on the other end of the game is anything but geeky.
Tired of the party scene, Travis seeks a venue where he can meet a woman who is drawn to his mind, not his profession. Having women chase after his bad-boy musician persona has grown stale. After heating up the tiles online with Calli, he knows he must meet her in person. Touch her in person. And when he does, their chemistry is undeniable. She stimulates him, mind and body. But when he discovers her tragic past he realizes it will take more than words to win her heart…and her trust.
In MORE THAN WORDS, Travis and Calli are both lonely, though in very different ways. Both want to connect with somebody, even if their end goals in that regard are worlds apart. Calli is just looking for a distraction from her life. Travis wants somebody to share his with.
Cari suggested I write a post about why my hero and heroine fell in love. I’m the author, so that should be easy, right? Nope. Ever ask your special person why they love you? Tried to verbalize why you fell in love with your significant other? It’s hard to put that amazing feeling into words.
Of course, there’s Travis’ outside. His dark hair, sexy stubble, hard body with lots of tattoos, and his position as a guitar player in a rock band make him the kind of guy women swoon over. Sure, Calli drools every time she looks at Travis, but his looks aren’t why Calli falls in love with him. Before she’d had a glimpse of the packaging, she fell for his quick witted way with words. As their relationship develops, she’s drawn to his intelligence, his mixture of attentiveness and determination. Travis doesn’t make excuses—he doesn’t buy into them either. Calli respects and loves this about him, even when it infuriates her or breaks her heart.
Travis is no stranger to attractive females, yet Calli’s buttoned-up version of sexy brings him to his knees. She intrigues him with her contradictions, inside and out. Conservative clothes hide naughty lingerie. Her naïveté coupled with scorching-hot willingness. And the big one, her strength of character while battling a paralyzing fear. Despite her soft sweetness, she refuses to let him take over. Calli wants him but doesn’t need him. She accepts him as-is and demands the same in return.
Now that you’ve had a glimpse inside Travis & Calli’s heads and hearts, I’m throwing the question out to you, dear readers.
“Why did you fall in love with your significant other?”
On Friday, I’ll choose one commenter to receive a $5.00 Amazon gift card, so be sure to leave your email address with the comment.
Now, here’s an all-new excerpt from MORE THAN WORDS:
His toes were officially numb, but he deserved it. “I should’ve told you all this before shutting down my computer and driving over here.” And now, the part where he behaved like a decent guy, not Travis Graham, womanizing charmer of panties in three provinces and at least four states. “I’m going to head home. If you give me your number, we could talk, which I would very much like to do.”
“I’d rather we, uh…”
The frigid November night had turned the tip of her nose red. The pink on her cheeks had nothing to do with the weather. Both were fucking adorable.
“Pick up our game online?” He sounded like a desperate man. Appropriate, because that’s exactly how he felt.
“No, I want… Ugh, I’m not very experienced at this stuff.”
“Me either.” He laughed when she raised an eyebrow at him. “What—it’s true.” And it was—he’d never had to wait in subzero weather for an invitation from a woman.
“You’re full of shit, but I’d like you to come in anyway. If you still want to…Travis.”
“I want to.” Jumped all over that, hadn’t he? The sound of his name in her sexy voice, the way she tested it on those pretty lips, heated the blood now surging through his veins. He stepped inside and she triple-bolted the door behind him. Locking him in with her—fine by him. “I like it when you say my name.”
She smiled up at him while returning her dog to the ground. “I like it too. I mean, when you call me Calli.”
“It suits you. Very feminine, with a hint of incredibly cute.” He shrugged his coat off and delivered it to her waiting arms. Watching her move around, the simple act of hanging a coat on a hook, had him itching to touch her. She caught him staring. Smiled a little, blushed a lot. Damn.
Her hands knotted together in front of her waist. “Would you like to come upstairs?”
So sweet, so proper. So unlike the women he’d grown accustomed to. If they were chatting online, he’d play on her words, tell her it didn’t matter where he came, as long as it was with her. For now, he dialed it back. “Very much. Lead the way.” He kept his hands at his sides as they climbed the wooden stairs. Took all his willpower, but he didn’t touch her. Just stared at her pert ass swaying in front of his face. His cock pushed against his fly. Taking the edge off a few hours ago didn’t count for much now, not with Calli’s bare legs mere inches away, tempting him to the point of insanity.
“You don’t have a heart condition or something, do you?” she asked when they entered her apartment at the top of the stairs.
“Nope. All my organs have been tested and checked as clean.”
Again with the shy smile. “Just out of shape, then?”
“I like to think I’m not. I run ten kilometers without stopping and hit the gym at least three times a week.” To hell with it, he was going for it. He stepped closer and lightly cupped her waist. “Decide for yourself…put your hands on my stomach, or chest, or whatever else you want to check the fitness of.”
Doesn't More Than Words sound great? I know I can't wait to read it! Be sure to answer Karla's question for a chance to win an Amazon gift card!