Guest Author: Christy Gissendaner

One Hot Knight

     

          Thank you for having me, Marci! It’s always a pleasure to drop by and chat with you. This week, I’m participating in a book tour to celebrate the release of One Hot Knight, a sexy paranormal romance featuring a Crusader who’s been cursed to live a dog’s life for nine hundred years. All it takes to break the spell is a magical collar and one lucky girl.

one hot knight

Yves Sucat was a Crusader trapped in a canine body…until a beautiful twenty-first century dog groomer offered the missing link to break his spell. But Regina Patterson was no fluffy-headed female who would instantly melt at Yves’s silvery seduction. The more time he spent with the tender-hearted blonde, the less he was able to keep his paws—hands!—off of her.

          Regina was much more comfortable with dogs than men, and the stunningly handsome – stunningly male – knight who now shared her apartment was no exception. She’d hoped to find a man as loyal as the pooches she pampered day after day, but would Yves’s broken curse end with her own broken heart?

           For a list of the tour stops or more info on my books, please drop by http://christygissendaner.webs.com. One lucky commenter will win a $25 gift card, so be sure to leave a post at each of the stops to increase your chances!

 

Excerpt from One Hot Knight by Christy Gissendaner, available now at Entangled Publishing, Amazon, and Barnes and Noble.

She’d lost her mind.

That was the only excuse. Why in hell had she agreed to bring Yves home with her for two weeks? She didn’t even know the man. Not to mention he was cursed with some ancient voodoo that may or may not morph him back into a canine.

Oh well. It was much too late for recriminations now. A nine-hundred-year-old knight had plopped down on the couch in her living room like he owned the place.

Gripping the bathroom sink with both hands, Regina leaned forward and studied her reflection in the mirror. A towel was wrapped turban-style around her damp hair. Her face was cosmetic-free and glistening from the moisturizing, age-rejuvenating lotion she’d just rubbed on it.

Was that another laugh line?

Regina prodded the side of her eye and grimaced. In one day, she’d gained an entirely new wrinkle while a centuries-old man resided in her living room as fresh as a daisy. The world was so unfair! She was twenty-eight and perilously close to looking thirty, while Yves didn’t look a day over her own age.

Her gaze dropped to the reflection of her body in the steamed mirror. At least her body was still pretty decent. Due to the treadmill, she kept in shape as much as possible. Her breasts could be a bit perkier perhaps, but the rest of her was okay.

Why was she even studying her body? She knew what she looked like. Just because she had an attractive man in her apartment didn’t mean she needed to ogle herself.

It wasn’t like she was going to jump in bed with him. Yves was her good deed for the year. She would help him break the curse, and then he was out of there. No strings. No sad good-byes. Certainly no sex. He was too big, too bold, and too outspoken. Definitely not her type.

Who was she kidding? He was everyone’s type.

Something about the way he moved, the curious gleam in his eyes when he looked at her, the delicate way he touched her even when he was manhandling her was intriguing. She practically melted at the memory of how she’d felt pressed up against him earlier.

“Regina, get a grip. You can’t be attracted to him.” She wagged a finger at herself in the mirror.

Her reflection was no help.

“He’s just an overgrown ape of a man you can’t wait to be rid of, remember?”

This time, her reflection turned thoughtful.

“He’s a dog for goodness sakes! Literally.” The corner of her lips turned down.

The mirror was cool against her skin as she dropped her forehead against it. “Oh boy, I’m in trouble.”

 Thanks so much for stopping in, Christy!  I can’t wait to check this out! Here are the buy links, folks:

 
 
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About marciboudreaux

Marci Boudreaux lives with her husband, two daughters, and their numerous pets. She is a freelance writer appearing monthly in a variety of local magazines as well as a content editor for several small publishing houses. Romance is her preferred reading and writing genre because nothing feels better than falling in love with someone new and her husband doesn't like when she does that in real life. Marci is currently working on her Masters in Publishing because she still has time to sleep.
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4 Responses to Guest Author: Christy Gissendaner

  1. Christy says:

    Thanks for having me today, Marci!

  2. Thanks for being here!

  3. Mirriam Smyth says:

    “In one day, she’d gained an entirely new wrinkle while a centuries-old man resided in her living room as fresh as a daisy.”

    Hahaha! Isn’t that just like a man though? They always seem so cool and collected while women tend to be more frazzled and frustrated, lol. Great excerpt. Read this as an ARC and I loved it.

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