Hi, Sarah! So thrilled to have you here and to be a part of your ongoing tour for your latest release, MIDNIGHT HEAT! The floor is yours...good luck with the book's success :)
I have a
confession to make. I am a car junkie.
It’s
true. I can talk horsepower, 0 to 60 times and torque with the best of them.
Well,
perhaps not the best of them, but I can actively participate in a conversations
about cars that make most women’s, and a lot of men actually, eyes glaze over.
I credit my uber-talented, mechanic husband with this. However, my love of driving too fast and want of something sexy & classic to do
it in is why I’ve paid attention to his ‘car speak’ for all the years we’ve
been together.
I know
the difference between a carburetor and fuel injection, a turbo charger and super
charger, and I know the effect of cold weather start-ups on fuel mileage. I can
do my own oil change, a tune up and change my own fuel filter. And yes, I’m the
one that gets irked when I read something totally wrong in a book – like the
NYT bestseller who had her heroine remove the valve stem caps from the FBI
agent’s car and the tires went flat. No, that’s not how it works.
Yup, I’m
a bit of a geek.
My love
of cars can be seen in my writing. I can’t help myself, I usually slip a great
car in the book. Take Not Without Risk, for instance – in RISK, the hero drives
a 1969 Pontiac GTO, and the heroine a 1959 Cadillac El Dorado.
I
skipped giving either character in After Midnight (Black Phoenix #1) something
fancy. Well, I knew Noah had a wonderful car, I just don’t point out what it is
until Midnight Heat (Black Phoenix #2):
Aston
Martin Vanquish Volante
Beautiful,
isn’t she? (yes, I mean the car, LOL)
I typically choose American Muscle as the cars to feature in my books, since that is where my passion lies. But, Noah Clark is a British Rock Legend, so this gorgeous piece of British art was the only choice for him. And for Dominic Price—hero of Midnight Heat, who has a serious passion for this car.
A knock sounded directly opposite
her head. Rebecca startled. “Go away, Nathan,” she said without opening the
door.
“Who’s Nathan?”
Dom.
The surge of
excitement coursing through her cemented the fact that she was in trouble. Big
trouble. She opened the door with a smile on her face. “It must be my night for
visitors.”
“It’s a beautiful one. I wanted
some air. Thought I would see what you were up to.”
“You have a habit of doing that.”
Not that she minded all that much.
He shrugged, a move that pulled
his black tee even tighter across his shoulders and afforded her a glimpse of
abs she knew were flat and ridged. The dark sunglasses were nowhere to be seen.
“You’re not going to tell me to sod off, as you obviously did with this Nathan
bloke, are you?”
She glanced at her driveway,
where the motion light on her garage illuminated a sleek black convertible, top
down. “Rolling down the windows just isn’t the same, huh?”
“Not really, no.”
“So, it didn’t have anything to
do with feeling emasculated driving a minivan?” He cursed beneath his breath.
Her smile grew. “What is that thing? Is that Noah’s infamous convertible?” The
one Dom had mentioned after his accident.
“First, it’s not a thing, it’s an
Aston Martin. And yes, it’s Noah’s.” By his tone, Rebecca guessed she was
supposed to be impressed by the brand. His eyebrows slashed downward. “Tell me
you know what an Aston Martin is.”
“Horribly overpriced?”
“Worth every pound. She’s
performance and elegance in one damn fine automobile. Look at her lines. She’s
got style and grace combined with raw horse power.”
He was pretty passionate about
the car wasn’t he? “Do you two need a moment alone?”
“Ha-ha.”
She laughed, which had the
unfortunate side effect of a brief coughing spell. Dominic’s gaze turned cold
as steel.
He stepped across the threshold.
Close enough she could feel the soft caress of his breath on her cheek. He
lifted a hand and gently brushed his knuckles along her neck. “What happened?”
“An incident at work. It’s…” her
explanation trailed off as he cradled her face in his hand. He brushed his
thumb over her cheek, her chin, then finally her bruise as he lowered his hand
to her neck. His touch was feather light. Still, she couldn’t stop the tremble
that worked down her legs or the tears that burned her eyes.
“Becca?”
It was the genuine concern in his
voice that pushed her over the edge. Unable to say anything, she shook her head
and stepped into his body. He wrapped his arm around her back. The other
shifted to cradle her head. Rebecca pressed her face against his chest as tears
wet her cheeks.
“I’ve got you,” he said softly.
Title: Midnight Heat (Black Phoenix #2)
Author: Sarah Grimm
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Series: Black Phoenix
Series
Publication Date: December 2, 2014
~ Synopsis ~
She was the only woman ever
to rock his world. But this
time he'll have to prove he's offering more than just Midnight Heat. The
unconscious man wheeled into Dr. Rebecca Dahlman’s ER is sexy—devilishly
sexy—and injured. This isn’t just any patient in need of medical help. He
is the only man she’s ever loved—the one who still haunts her dreams. Black
Phoenix bassist Dominic Price made a mistake three years ago when he walked out
on Rebecca. A mistake he plans to rectify. But first he has to
convince her to open her heart to him again. One touch of his calloused hands
reignites their passion. Can they rekindle their trust as easily, or will
her fears cause her to lose him again…this time to a man bent on revenge?
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~ About the Author ~
Sarah Grimm is a wife and mother of
two—five if you count her much-loved dogs. She resides in beautiful West
Michigan, near the white sandy beaches of Lake Michigan.
The youngest of four, Sarah can’t
remember a time when she wasn’t writing. In fact, her siblings believe she
began writing in utero to pass the time. As a child, Sarah wrote constantly,
littering the house with bulging spiral notebooks and ignoring the ribbing of
her mother and sister who routinely said romances? in a somewhat scornful tone.
Little did they know, Sarah would go on to win a 2011 Readers Favorite Award
for her romantic suspense, Not Without Risk, and her interracial contemporary
romance, After Midnight would both final in the 2012 Gayle Wilson Award of
Excellence, as well as win the 2012 Romance Through the Ages Award.
Vivacious and imaginative, Sarah
spends much of her day managing the family marine repair business while
listening in on the lives of her characters. In the evening, she writes it all
down, weaving the story as she goes. She says this method works well for her,
except on the days when her hero and heroine insist on a steamy love scene
while she’s answering the telephone or doing the taxes!
When asked what he thinks of her
choice of genres, Sarah’s husband grins wickedly and answers, “It makes for
interesting evenings.” Hmmm.
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Rachel, thank you so much for hosting me during my blog tour!
ReplyDeleteNothing beats American Muscle. My favorite is the Mustang. Still want a Shelby but hubs says no. :( Second favorite Camaro.
ReplyDeleteCongratulations!
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