I’m not here.


I’m not. I’ve left home; I’ve even left my country and headed south to Cincinnati and Lori Foster’s Reader and Author Get Together.

If you’re in the Cinci area, I’ll be part of the book signing session on Saturday afternoon from 2 until 4 — the public is welcome.  I’ll be gawking at my favorite authors such as Lori Foster and Jill Shalvis and Sherrilyn Kenyon and Carly Phillips and HelenKay Dimon and … oh the list is huge — go here to see who all is going to be there.   And if you’re there, stop by and say hi.  I have chocolate.  Seriously. I have a LOT of chocolate to give away. Or I did when I arrived. By the time the signing starts, a lot of it may be gone…but still stop by and see. It’s Canadian chocolate.

It’s good.

REAL good.With names like Mr. Big.   How can you go wrong with a chocolate bar called Mr. Big?  Oh oh, I bet Inez Kelley would make a joke about that. 😉

And if you can’t make it, don’t worry. I’ll be back home on Monday, hopefully with lots of fun pictures.  See you then!

Only a few days left to help stomp out diabetes

Brenda Novak’s online auction to raise money for diabetes research is winding down so if you have had your eye on any of her items but haven’t bid yet, what are you waiting for? The auction closes May 31st!


I’ve donated a first chapter critique and the bidding is currently at $37 $42. I’ve also contributed to the Carina Press Authors’ items — there’s a Kindle Fire, Kindle 3G Keyboard, lunches with editors and authors, critiques by Carina Press editors, and all sorts of other critiques and packages by other authors too.It’s not just for writers, but for readers too. You can bid on once in a lifetime items like stays at Nora Roberts’ Boonsboro Inn, tickets to orchestra row seats to CeeLo Green’s show in Las Vegas, a chance to meet Celine Dion in Las Vegas, getaways in wine country California, or Sydney Australia. There’s even an African safari up for bid.

Diabetes research is personal to me — Gizmo Guy was diagnosed with diabetes three years ago, and since it’s in his family’s history that means our sons are more likely to develop it at some point later in their lives. Within months of his diagnosis, he started losing the feeling in his feet thanks to diabetic neuropathy. He has to go to the optometrist and be checked out regularly as diabetics’ sight is often affected too. That diagnosis has changed how we’ve had to shop — we’ve been avid label readers looking for those hidden sugars, even items that claim to be sugar free often have fructose and other hidden sugars that are equally dangerous to his health. In other words, we have to worry about it affecting every aspect of his health and our future together.

If you don’t want to bid on an item, or if you lose out your bid but would still like to donate, you can make a cash donation and participate that way. It all helps. But the auction ends on May 31st. So don’t delay.

Snippet Saturday: My choice!

I love the Author’s Choice days on Snippet Saturday even though it often means it takes me twice as long to choose which snippet to use because I have so many favorite scenes. Today I’m posting one of my favorite scenes between Troy and Sandy from Hidden Heat. To me, it’s one of those earth-shifts-beneath-their-feet moments, when their relationship begins to change. In this case, it’s the start of their relationship…

Hidden Heat

Copyright © 2012 Leah Braemel
All rights reserved — a Samhain Publishing, Ltd. publication

[I]’m still ticked off with you, you know.”

Placing his hands gently on her shoulders, Troy turned Sandy to face him. “Same goes. You need to be more careful about who you trust. There are some nasty types out there who will gobble a pretty girl like you up for a snack.”

He couldn’t resist playing with her collar as a way to cover his need to touch her hair. To touch her.

Her expression softened. “I know about the nasty types, Troy. I have to file the reports that agents submit, as well as sit in on the initial meetings with clients, which means I know exactly why they require bodyguards. I also volunteer with the Safe and Sound program. I’ve seen what those women have experienced before they made it to the shelter.”

a story that is complete with lots of push and pull, sexual desire, and heat…a wild ride readers will relish ~ ShannonThe Romance Studio

When she shook her head, her hair brushed the back of his hand in a soft caress.

All his protective instincts bristled that she could be put in danger from one of those abusers. “Tell me no one’s been harassing you from there. None of the husbands who think it’s easier to blame you than himself.”

Her eyes closed briefly and a soft huff of exasperation escaped between her lush lips. “I’m fine. And stop trying to distract me about how you interfered back there. I’m still mad at you.”

Smart girl. He caught a strand of hair and rubbed it between his fingers. “He wasn’t your type.”

“And you are?”

Not hardly. “No. I’m the big bad wolf. That’s why you need to trust me that he wasn’t right for you.”

“What big eyes you have, Grandma?” Her lips compressed though the corners twitched as if she were trying not to smile. Then she tilted her head until her ear touched his thumb and the ground slid from beneath him. Why was it so hard to breathe from such a simple touch?

He gave in to impulse and lowered his head. Her eyes widened briefly, then they closed as he took the kiss he’d dreamed of for so long.

She tasted of strawberries and sugar. And everything good that must be found in heaven. Heaven became even more attainable when she slid her hands beneath his coat, around his waist and flattened them over his back, pulling him closer. He sank deeper into the kiss, her innocence a benediction, a cleansing of all his sins.

The Honda parked beside his SUV beeped and its headlights flashed, breaking the trance he’d fallen into. He couldn’t remember a time when he’d ever been so reluctant to break off a kiss, but he forced himself to lift his head. To step back.

As the owner of the Honda cleared his throat and gestured to the door Troy was blocking, he took Sandy’s hand and led her to the front of the car. She didn’t say a word as she followed, but the look of complete trust she gave him wracked him with both guilt and desire. Her tongue darted out to moisten lips swollen from his kiss. In what seemed to be an unconscious gesture, she touched a hand to smooth the hair he’d managed to further tousle. Is this what she’d look like waking up beside him?

Stop it. She’d run screaming if she knew you killed an unarmed man this morning.

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