Please welcome Tara Quan today and check out her new release, Frosty Relations!
With the holidays upon us there
are troves of books to curl up with by the fireplace. My paranormal romantic
comedy goes great with mulled wine and cinnamon cookies. Part of Decadent
Publishing’s 1Night Stand line, Frosty
Relations features a young college graduate facing the complicated world of
adulthood and confronting the frost mage she’s had a crush on for most of her
life. Add some Christmas magic and Madame Eve’s renowned matchmaking service,
and we’ve got the beginnings of an icy-hot love story. Those who’ve read my
Halloween release Flirting with Fire
already know Jack, this tale’s hunk. In keeping with the holiday spirit I’m
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Frosty Relations (A Witch’s Night Out, 2)
Attorney Jack Frost never
understood why holidays did weird things to people. His secretary went on
vacation, his best friend ditched their annual Aspen trip, and the law firm’s
stubborn human resources assistant refuses his clerical support request. What’s
a warlock to do on Christmas Eve but go on a 1-Night Stand? But when an oddly
familiar empath shows up as his date, this ice mage has a hard time denying the
magic of the winter solstice.
Faced with an anemic employment
market and financial woes, college graduate and former witch Mina Mao lands an
HR assistant job at Frost and Sons. Having spent her day saving Christmas from
Frost Junior’s Grinch-like behavior, she accepts the gift of Madame Eve’s
service and heads over to the Castillo Capital. When her date turns out to be
her childhood crush and workplace nemesis, she braces herself for the sexiest
icy ride of her life.
Genre: Paranormal Romantic Comedy, Interracial/Multicultural
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About Tara Quan
Globetrotter, lover of languages, and romance author, Tara Quan has an
addiction for crafting tales with a pinch of spice and a smidgen of kink.
Inspired by her travels, Tara enjoys tossing her kick-ass heroines and alpha
males into exotic contemporary locales, paranormal worlds, and post-apocalyptic
futures. Her characters, armed with magical powers or conventional weapons, are
guaranteed a suspenseful and sensual ride, as well as their own happily ever
after. Learn more at www.taraquan.com
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Excerpt
Excerpt
Yawning, he settled more
comfortably into the seat and embraced the lulling haze. His mind wandered to
the day Mina had showed up for an interview. In a departure from her current
fashion slump, she’d worn a short skirt suit and glossy-black high-heeled
pumps. On her way out, she’d swung by his office to drop off his major
weakness—Shanghai White Rabbit Creamy Candy. He’d given her a high five and
wished her luck.
That day, she’d stayed for no
more than a few minutes and had left the door open. But in this foggy,
slumbering vision somewhere between the dreams he could never recall and actual
memory, he reached over her shoulder to shut it.
~
A mischievous grin on her
face, she tilted her head back and met his gaze. “What do you want, Jack?”
He lifted his index finger
and placed it over his lips. “Shh....”
Sashaying past him with
feline grace, she shrugged off her jacket to reveal a crimson silk blouse.
After draping the discarded garment over an office chair, she turned to face
his desk. Placing her palms on the suddenly clutter-free glass, she threw him a
sideways glance and motioned him over with her head.
The warmth of balmy fall
allowed her to show off those smooth, toned legs. The tailored dark-green
cotton hugged her ass’s subtle curve, the back slit giving him glimpses of her
creamy thighs.
Coming up behind her, he
closed one palm over her mouth. She remained still, her small body trembling as
he nibbled her neck. He grazed his teeth over the slender slope, pausing to
suck a bright-red hickey onto her snowy skin.
Hearing a muffled moan, he
clamped his fingers tighter as he slid his other hand under her skirt. Finding
damp heat, he yanked down her panties. The scarlet lace fell to circle her
four-inch heels.
Biting her earlobe, he
whispered, “Stay quiet, or everyone will know I’m fucking you.”
With one hand, he unbuckled
his belt and freed his erection, his other arm still holding her in silent
captivity. He kicked her legs apart and hiked up her skirt. Sliding his length
between the creamy cheeks, he probed her wet opening with the tip of his cock.
~
A loud feline hiss jerked him
out of the dream. Sharp claws dug into his thighs as the chair rolled back and
hit the wall. The cat scampered off his lap. Rubbing his eyes, he tried to
remember where he was. Once his mind regained focus, he glanced down at his
crotch and noticed the very visible bulge. He could see why she’d reacted in a
rather extreme fashion.
With a soft popping sound, the
woman whose bare butt he’d envisioned appeared in front of him, her snowflake
earrings swaying against the sides of her rosy face. At least she’d lost the
Santa hat. “What the heck were you thinking about?”
The most honest answer would
give her the wrong idea. After all, he wasn’t attracted to her. He’d
happened to be envisioning office sex with someone who bore a remarkable
resemblance to her, at the same time he got an erection, while she’d been on
his lap—all unrelated events.
