What can you tell my readers about yourself that they might not know from
looking on your bio or reading in another interview?
I can consume a frightening
amount of granola and yogurt.
What do you enjoy doing on your down time?
I like going to markets and fairs,
trying new restaurants, concerts, exploring new foresty places…I spend a lot of
my time inside my house, writing and blogging and working, so when it’s time for
leisure, I try to get away from this dang computer screen!
What is your Favorite part of writing?
Revising. I love, love, love revising.
It is SO much easier to me than the actual first-draft writing. I love weaving
in details, discovering themes, tweaking characters, all that jazz.
Do you have any certain routines you must follow as you write?
I have no real
writing routines, other than I aim to write at least a few times per week on my
current work in progress. I spend a lot of time doing writing-related things –
social media and what not – and I also blog an insane amount, so it turns out
that a good portion of my day is spent in writing endeavors. However, it’s
scattered and precarious. I would probably benefit from a routine, to be honest.
How would you pitch Carlos and Casey to someone who has not heard of
it before?
Two ex-lovers, four years later. Is the flame still there, or has
time just made things painfully awkward?
Do you have a favorite scene in Carlos and Casey?
One of my favorite
parts is the beginning, where the two meet up for the first time in four years.
The whole idea of awkwardness is what sparked this story. Two people who had a
blazing connection in the past might not necessarily have the same
connection years later. So as Casey grapples with her feelings after seeing
Carlos for the first time, we see how time makes things awkward, at least in a
sense of what might be appropriate or not.
What Other Projects can we look forward to reading from you?
My current work
in progress is a romantic suspense involving a baby bounty hunter, a freak
snowstorm, and lots of sexual tension between two loner leads. The leading lady,
Rose, could probably take down most men, easily, and she dedicates her life to
rescuing babies stolen by a rogue parent or babysitter. This book has been a
blast to write, and I’m so excited to share it with the world soon!
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Ember Leigh has been writing erotic romance novels since she was far too
young. A native of northern Ohio, she currently resides in South America with
her Argentinean partner, a detail she uses to justify her Bachelor's degree in
Latin American Literature. In addition to romance novels, she also writes travel
articles, maintains three blogs, and continually attempts to complete a
mildly-gripping short story. In her free time, she practices Ashtanga yoga,
travels the world, and eats lots of vegetables.
Find Ember and her books
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Carlos and Casey
Buy Link
What happens when too
much time has gone by? Carlos and Casey were lovers, long ago. But in
the four years they haven’t seen each other, plenty has happened —
marriage, job changes, lifestyle shifts, routine, and ultimately
divorce.
When a work trip brings Casey back into Carlos’
territory, she knows she’d have him right there in the airport parking
lot. But Carlos doesn’t seem so eager. Unsure of herself post-divorce,
Casey knows only one thing: she wants this man as much as she did the
last time she saw him. And she’s more than ready to relive every saucy
adventure they had together. Can the sparks be salvaged, or has time
left them behind?
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EXCERPT:
Her breath caught as she followed him up the staircase, tucked to the far
side of the house. Carlos had always been fit enough, but it looked like he'd
taken up some new form of exercise in the past four years. He was beefier, yet
still lean. His ass moved round and tight in front of her as they climbed the
stairs. At the landing, he gestured in front of them.
"This is my studio, but it's all yours for tonight."
It was a rec room that took up the whole second floor, and far more standard
male than the ground floor alluded to. Movie posters, gaming systems, books
scattered on floors and coffee tables, and, off to one side, the trumpet, asleep
in a bed of sheet music. In the corner there was an overstuffed couch just about
as wide as she was long – it would be great to sleep on, even better if he could
bend her over that armrest and fuck her until dinner was ready.
She cleared her throat, deciding adult friendships could be fun, even after
four questionable years. "I thought I'd be sharing a bed with you?" She tried to
keep her tone playful as she sauntered toward the couch. She tossed him a smile
and she caught a glimpse of him looking very stricken.
Shit. Too far. Things
are too different now. Abort!
Maybe too much time had passed in general. Maybe he was courting a girl and
wanted to take it slow with her. Maybe he no longer found her attractive, four
years becoming the dagger in the heart. Maybe he'd become celibate, or found her
life too normal and boring. There was a whole list of reasons why she shouldn't
make the first move.
"I was just joking," she said after a moment, rolling her eyes. "Come on,
lighten up."
He exhaled slowly, looking down at the ground as his tongue found the corner
of his mouth. "I know it was a joke, Case."
"In case you forgot, we used to share a bed." She looked at him pointedly,
already horrified that the words were coming from her lips. What was the getting
at? Who had authorized this dialogue?
He squeezed his eyes shut and laughed softly. "Oh, I remember."
