* It’s that time of year again. The seasons are shifting into winter and the holidays are coming. Can you feel it? The urge to buy sparkly lights and to drink hot beverages, like cocoa, coffee, and spiced cider?
* I love this time of year because it often brings together families and friends around good food and celebrations. Love and connection are paramount and the colder weather brings everyone inside.
* The best part about writing romance is I get to focus on those qualities of human interaction, and bring them to the forefront of a story. All my stories surround the connection between the hero and heroine despite the situation in which they find themselves. But my upcoming release, The Navy’s Ghost, goes the extra step to bringing in another hero for the heroine to love.
* This story focuses on the strict rules of the US Navy and the less common desires of three of its elite fighting force, the SEALs. That’s right, three SEALs, and yes, one is a woman. I was curious as to how the men would deal with loving their female teammate when she asks them to share, especially when they’ve lived in the military for so long. When does duty give way to love?
A look into the story
* Ensign Christana "Ghost" Brickman is the only female SEAL to survive BUD/S training, a real Navy Jane. But when an ambush ends her career as an active SEAL, she's free to pursue other interests. Like her two best friends Lt. Jim "Retro" Waters and Chief Warrant Officer Todd "Magic" Hunter. She's wanted them for over a year, but never dared to approach them while in the squad.
* Retro has fought his dark desires since high school, certain the need to share a woman unnatural. Magic had never considered sharing before Ghost mentions it, but it solves his dilemma of choosing between his best friend and his woman. But Retro balks at Ghost's offer to share and retreats from both when she marries Magic.
* Everyone feels Retro's loss, but he ignores the ache of their broken connection. When Ghost and the other wives of Beta Squad are kidnapped, Retro must reevaluate how much both Ghost and Magic mean to him. And he must decide how far he's willing to go to save the woman he loves, before she becomes the Navy's ghost.
* “How’s she doing, Magic?” Retro shouted through the mic to Magic over the rotors.
* “Stable for now. High as a kite, but stable.”
* “Good to hear. Pilot says back on base in fifty mikes.”
* “Roger that.”
* “Why do they always use boys’ names for everything?”
* Retro and Magic turned to the woman lying between them and met the clouded hazel gaze beneath the lowered brows. “Say again, Brickman?”
* “Boys’ names. Why do they always use them for everything?”
* “What are you talking about?” Retro raised an eyebrow.
* “You know, Mike for minute, Roger for understood.” Brickman rolled her head to pin Retro with her focus. “Jimmy for futzing with locks. Hey, your name is Jim.” She licked her lips and swallowed. “I like your name, Jim Retro. And I like you, too. You’re handsome.”
* “Yep. Definitely high as a kite.” Retro snorted and shot a smile at Magic. Todd tried to smile back, but his gut sank. What if she preferred Jim over him? Get your head back in the game. She’s never shown interest in any of us.
* “Yeah, but I’m pretty sure she’s not in pain. With the dosage I gave her, she should be floatin’ on cloud nine by now.”
* “You’re my cloud nine, Magic.” The hazel gaze hit him and he tried not to fall into it or the words she murmured. “So sexy and smart and nice. All the Navy bunnies just love you.” Her lips tightened in irritation. “Sluts.”
* Magic raised his eyebrows. Don’t listen to her, she’s out of her mind. Except morphine often acted like a weak truth serum, stripping away inhibitions to expose real sentiments underneath. Chris turned her head away to mumble something under her breath as a mild frown creased her forehead.
* “Not good enough for you.”
* “Say again, Ensign?” Retro leaned closer to her.
* “They only want dick, you know.” Her gaze slid slowly back to Jim’s face. “You deserve better, Retro. Mo’betta. ’Cause Bravo Squad does everything mo’betta. They should call it Betta Squad.” She trailed off in a dreamy, sing-songy voice.
* “At least she’s got that right.” Retro shook his head, a half smile quirking his mouth.
* “Bravo Squad definitely does it mo’betta.” Ghost fixed him with a hard stare. “Just like you, Retro. And you need someone who knows you. You, and Magic, too. Perfect, sexy, tall, and hard. Like bananas.”
* “What?” Magic traded looks with Retro.
* “Oh, shit. You better knock her out before she says something really crazy.”
* “Bananas. You know…” Chris raised one hand, curling her fingers into a C-shape before swaying it back and forth as if stroking something. “Long, hard, smooth, and warm.” She grimaced. “Bananas. So much better than cucumbers. Mo’betta in Betta Squad.”
* “Knock her out, Magic.” Retro growled as the other squad members snickered in the background.
* Ah, love. A strange and powerful thing. It brings people together and strikes fear in the hearts of even the staunchest warrior. As the year turns dark and cold, even love can warm the wastelands of a broken heart. So pull up a chair, grab a cup of cocoa, and settle down to read a hot romantic suspense ménage a’trois this holiday season. The Navy’s Ghost will be available everywhere December 2, 2013.
* Thanks for stopping by and happy reading!
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