Her Perfect Lips
Book Two of the Midnight Kiss Series
by Lisa Fox
Crystal: Today I am excited to have Lisa Fox stop by and answer a few quick questions. Welcome Lisa! I'm so happy to have you here today. Would you share a little bit about yourself with us today?
Lisa: Hmmm, let’s see… I’ve celebrated New Year’s Eve in Times Square, collected beads at five different Mardi Gras, and flogged a man for charity at the Folsom Street Fair in San Francisco. I also like coffee.
Crystal: Do you have a favorite scene you would like to share with us?
Lisa: I do. In this scene, Ten and Stacy have just run into each other on Bourbon Street. They decide to have a drink and catch up. This was one of the first scenes I wrote for the book and it was so much fun to write. It really let me get to know Ten and Stacy, explore their past, and let me see how they related to one another again after five years apart. I just love the tension between them, their chemistry is way off the charts, and they fun together. They genuinely like one another, and I really think that comes through here.
The music changed, morphing into an upbeat jazzy instrumental tune. Ten sat back in his chair and crossed his long legs beneath the table. He rubbed some of the condensation off his glass with his thumb, then licked the liquid off his finger. “So, what’s this convention you’re in town for?”
He was so damn sexy it hurt. Her crush was back in full force, stronger than ever and full of longing. Every time he met her eyes, her heart beat a little faster, her blood ran a little hotter. She could easily get lost in his gaze, and she had to look away before she could answer. “It’s a marketing convention. The ‘Advanced Marketing and New Business Innovation Conference’ to be precise. It was part of the package I received when they promoted me to senior marketing manager.”
He smiled and reached out to stroke her hair. “That’s great, Stacy. It’s what you always wanted.”
His touch sent tingles down her spine and only added to her pride. “Yeah, I’m happy.” For some reason, her voice caught on the last word, and she hoped he didn’t notice. She was happy. She was accomplishing things way ahead of her most ambitious expectations, living the exact life she wanted —for the most part.
He nodded, his eyes never leaving her face. “Are you seeing anyone?”
The question made her skin feel pleasantly tight. “No. Are you?”
Their gazes locked, and he shook his head. The air seemed very warm suddenly, almost too thick to breath. Her eyes dropped to his full lower lip and tension hung between them, heavy with electric promise.
“Hey, Ten,” a perky young waitress said as she stopped by the table. She pointed to their empty glasses. “Want another?”
He looked to Stacy. “Would you like another?”
She had to take a deep, trembling breath before she could answer him. Wow, that was intense. She was almost glad for the distraction. Another drink sounded nice, but it might be dangerous. She had to stay in control and that was always a difficult thing for her to do around him. Still, one more drink probably wouldn’t hurt. “Okay, one more. But that’s it.”
“Uh-huh,” he said, flashing the waitress the peace sign. Two. “I’ve heard that before.”
Stacy laughed. He had heard it before. Many times, on many nights. And all too often, she was by his side when the sun rose over the Quarter, stumbling home in the glaring light.
It didn’t take long for the waitress to return with their cocktails. She collected Ten’s money and left with a large smile on her face. He always was a good tipper.
Stacy took a sip of her drink, the sweetness exploding on her tongue. The familiar lightheadedness of intoxication warmed her skull, and she frowned. She might not have the tolerance to take on Mardi Gras anymore, but she was no lightweight either. She held up the plastic cup, the low light reflecting in the funky yellow-green liquid. “What’s in these things?”
He gave her that wicked grin again. “Good old-fashioned New Orleans grain alcohol.”
Even as her eyes widened, she had to chuckle. No wonder she was feeling it. The drink in her hand was a one hundred and ninety proof bomb of pure alcohol. “Are you trying to get me drunk?”
“Maybe.” His gaze moved over her, so slowly and thoroughly it almost felt like a physical caress. “Wasn’t that part of your plan?”
Her gaze flicked to his lips and then quickly away. God, she still had it so bad for him. She took a quick sip of her cocktail to try to cool herself down.
He reached over, took her hand. “I’ve thought about you.”
Every molecule in the air between them instantly ignited. “Have you?” Heat rushed to her cheeks, her pulse raced in her veins. “What’d you think about?”
He ran his thumb over her knuckles. “Do you remember that night?”
“Of course I remember.” She would never forget the night before she left for New York. The night she spent with him. The memory often came to her in the darkest hours, when she was home, alone in her bed. No one had ever held her the way he did, no one’s skin had ever felt quite so good against hers. “I almost missed my plane.”
Crystal: Where did you come up with the idea for Her Perfect Lips?
Lisa: I actually wrote a whole guest post on this topic for another stop on this tour! Lol! Her Perfect Lips is a reunion romance, a story of two lovers meeting again after five years apart. I was inspired by my own return to New Orleans after many years away.
Crystal: What are you currently working on?
Lisa: Right now I’m in the middle of edits for A KISS IN THE DARK, the third book in the Midnight Kiss series.
Crystal: Do you have any special routine that you follow when you are writing?
Lisa: I drink coffee. Lots and lots of coffee.
Crystal: Did you have to do a lot of research for this book or any other? If so do you have a fascinating fact that you have learned you would like to share with us?
Lisa: Since Tennyson was named after the British poet, Alfred Lord Tennyson, I had to make a real effort to read his work. Had I known his poetry was so depressing, I might have named Ten after someone else!
Crystal: Who are some of your favorite authors that you like to read?
Lisa: I read a lot of mystery and horror. I LOVE Stephen King. I will also never miss a book by Lee Child, John Connelly, Joe Hill, or John Sandford.
Crystal: Is there a genre you haven't written that you would like to try?
Lisa: I’m really happy with romance right now. I love writing it. And with so many subgenres to choose from, it gives me a lot of variety. I don’t think I need any other genres right now!
You have to take a risk to live an adventure.
Determined, capable, and primed to rock her first big marketing conference, Stacy Saunders is not about let to anything get in the way of her ambition. It's been a long time since she's been in New Orleans, but she has no use for beads or Bourbon Street. She built a strict itinerary for this trip – one that certainly didn't include running into the gorgeous Tennyson Landry again.
A chance reunion between the former lovers brings old feelings to the surface and the possibility of rekindling old flames. Their second time around could be the best time of all – if they can bridge the gap even wider than the thousand miles between them…
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World-renowned neurosurgeon, jet fighter pilot, secret member of American royalty, seducer of legions of beautiful, outrageously sexy angels and demons and vampires and werewolves and the occasional pirate, Lisa Fox has done it all…in her own mind. In reality, she can generally be found at her desk with a cup of coffee close at hand. Or maybe a martini. It really depends on the day.
Lisa Fox is a multi-published author of contemporary, erotic, and paranormal romance novellas. Feedback, comments, opinions, words of wisdom, chocolate cake and the addresses of super hot men are always appreciated and encouraged. Please feel free to contact Lisa any time.
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