Let's get to know Amy:
Amy Warner is a little down as the anniversary of her break up with Darian approaches. After six years of supporting him while he established himself as a tattoo artist, she walked into his shop one evening after work, and found him between the knees of his new shop manager. She turned around and walked out, cutting Darian out of her life, but he kept trying to get her back.
Amy, does your author ever try to take over the story? And how do you deal with it?
Occasionally Kenra tries to micromanage us. She's usually pretty quick to figure it out, though, and back off. Every once in a while, though, she forgets whose story it is. Then we just sorta go on strike and let her muddle around on her own. It doesn't take long before she apologizes and goes back to letting us tell her the story.
Is expressing love difficult for you? Why?
Oh, absolutely! See, what I thought was love was just a farce. I didn't really love Darian, though I thought I did. I put up with all the little things that just didn't feel right, thinking it would get better. When things ended with Darian, I thought I'd never find someone new, and I didn't even try. When Jesse and I got together, finally, I figured it out.
Is there a message you want to get across in this interview?
I want women to know that settling in a relationship is a bad thing. If you just take what's available because nothing better has come along in a while, you're making a mistake. But you also can't waste your life waiting for a Prince Charming that doesn't exist. If you do, you might overlook the right man, just because he doesn't fit your expectations.
If you could time travel, where would you go?
Can I go twice? I'd want to go back to the early days of my relationship with Darian, and let it die a natural death. In reality, I did everything to try and salvage it, despite the signs that it wasn't right. Then I'd also go back to when I first met Jessie. Instead of fantasizing and wandering, I'd have let him know I was attracted to him right away. Because now I know he was interested in me, too. We wouldn't have wasted all those months.
Where do you see yourself in five years?
Five years, hmmm? Jesse and I will still be together, of course. That'll never change. In five years, who knows? Maybe there'll be a baby or two by then. We've talked about it a little, but haven't made any definite plans.
Now let's get to know Kenra Daniels!!
Kenra Daniels lives in a tiny rural community in north eastern Kentucky with her very own Romance Novel Hero. In addition to Erotic Romance, Kenra writes Paranormal Romance, and has plans for Historical Romance, Urban Fantasy, and a few other things. She has a completely new paranormal being in development and will soon start those stories. With multiple other projects in the works, time and energy are her only limits.
A lonely woman goes dancing with friends to kick the Bad Breakup Anniversary Blues. Her fantasy-man is willing to help, until her lowlife ex ambushes him.
With the first anniversary of the messy break up of a long-term relationship bearing down, Amy has the blues. When her friends suggest an evening at the Double Dare, she reluctantly agrees to go along. She doesn't do the casual sex thing, but it'll be good to spend time with her friends.
Seeing Jesse at the Double Dare immediately cheers her up. She's fantasized over him for months. The evening gets more pleasant as they heat up the dance floor. Things go from hot to sizzling, until her ex shows up and confronts Amy in a low blow. Will his interference deter Jesse and Amy from continuing what could be the start of something wonderful?
She joined several other club-goers in the line at the door and waited her turn to be admitted. The odor of mingled perfumes, colognes, BO, and cigarette smoke made her stomach roll a little before she became accustomed to it. The neon sign suspended on the wall several feet overhead flashed, eerily illuminating the faces of those waiting in bursts of red, green and blue. Macabre shadows danced around, at odds with the nearly tangible sense of eagerness emanating from most. Amy shook the images from her head before they could take root. A long-time fan of horror fiction and the paranormal, such idle fancies had a way of setting up housekeeping in her imagination, only to reappear later as nightmares.
Amy let her gaze wander over those ahead of her in the line, trying to assess their status. Some were easy to tell, couples leaning against one another, lost in their own secret world. A few lone males stood out, conspicuous in their rarity. Nearly everyone in the line had at least one companion.
A trio of barely legal guys stared at Amy, bold as brass, and talking in low voices with an occasional laugh thrown in. They didn't bother to keep their topic of discussion private, wondering aloud which of them Amy would choose to fuck first.
A young woman, svelte in a black mini dress, pin straight platinum blonde hair swinging about her ass, approached Amy from the side. "Watch out for those guys." She indicated the three young men with a nod of her head. "They won't take no for an answer, even if it means following a girl out of the parking lot at closing. And it looks like they've picked you for their target tonight." She moved away before Amy could ask any questions.
Amy decided to take the warning seriously. A smart woman didn't take that kind of chance. She deliberately avoided making eye contact when the one in the middle tried to smile at her.
The young man drew sullen brows down when she refused to play the game, to the delight of his companions. "Uptight bitch. Be seeing you."
The very real threat in his tone sent a chill down Amy's spine. As a precaution, she surreptitiously studied all three, memorizing their faces and clothing, intent on giving them wide berth. If she never saw them again, it would be too soon. Satisfied she could easily recognize the troublemakers, she turned her attention elsewhere.
A nice-looking guy, with definite potential, near the front of the line looked her over. Before she could return his smile, a leggy redhead in painted on jeans and a translucent top approached from the parking lot and joined him. Amy gave him a rueful grin and made a point of looking elsewhere.
Finally, the doors opened, and the line started to move. The doorman checked IDs, turning away one young couple with fakes. By the time Amy made it to the front of the line, the heavily muscled man had relaxed a little, and started flirting with some of the women in the line. When Amy's turn came, he gave her a nod while his blue gaze flicked up and down, taking in her appearance.
His smile broadened when his gaze arrived at her generous breasts. "That's an awfully nice dress for a dump like this, Sweetheart." His voice, rumbly and intimate, sent a charge directly to Amy's pussy.
She licked her lips before answering, causing heat to flare in his eyes. "It's my favorite, so I decided what the hell."
"If you get tired of the jerks inside, come on back out and keep me company a while. I know how to treat a lady." His voice promised a good time.
Feeling especially daring, Amy made of point of letting her skirt brush against his pant leg as she walked past. "I'll just bet you do." With a long look over her shoulder, she headed on through the heavy steel door.God! Had she really done that? Embarrassment heated her cheeks. Never in her life had she behaved that way! Every male without sight would read her actions as coming from a bitch in heat. Hopefully those young jerks hadn't paid attention. Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to resist paying her a visit.
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