Favorite Food/Dessert: I’m a little bit of a sugar addict, so it’s very hard for me to choose only one dessert. Food always tells a story and can set a scene. For example, I love S’Mores because they remind me of sleep-away camp and gathering around a campfire with my bunkmates and roasting marshmallow. A good s’more always has a little dirt from the stick in it. I also love sour with my sugar. Last week, Mr. Silver brought home the new 7-11 sour-patch watermelon slurpee. He knew I’d been anxiously awaiting its debut. He handed it to me with a warning, “It’s super sour. You may not like it.” I slurped that sucker back in a second. It was awesome!
Next Project: I’m currently in the middle of my Alpha Heroes series out with Forever Yours. Hot Nights with the Fireman released on July 14, and book 2, In Bed with the Bodyguard, releases October 13. The covers are so super hot, as are the books.
My Hero: My hero is Jason Moore, an uber-sexy firefighter. But he has a soft side, too, and it mostly centers around his vulnerability regarding his learning disability. He spent all of his elementary and high school years feeling inadequate because of an undiagnosed learning disability. It makes him feel as if he’s not good enough for our ivy-league heroine. But he. Oh, boy is he!
ONE SPARK IS ALL IT TAKES
Everyone in Washington, DC, knows that when the heat is on, you call Valerie Wainwright. This brilliant, brassy PR maven can spin any hot scandal, and she’s never let a client ruffle her feathers. Yet when she agrees to teach DC’s bravest how to handle a media frenzy, she faces an entirely different kind of fire. Keeping things all business and no pleasure is far harder than she expected.
After steamy photos ignite the Internet, firefighter Jason Moore instantly goes from hero to bad boy. While he couldn’t care less about an online rep, he cares a lot about his job and saving lives. If Valerie can help clear his name, he’ll do what she says-even if it means forcing himself to keep his hands off her. But beneath Valerie’s cool cover, Jason feels a smoldering desire that lights his own. And this is one inferno he’ll definitely want to stoke . . .
ISBN: 9781455591343
Release Date: July 14, 2015
Publisher: Grand Central Forever Yours
Price: $3.99 (eBook) $16.00 (paperback)
Word Length: 65,000
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About the Author: Romance author, Lynne Silver, writes the popular Coded for Love series and other hot contemporary romance novels, such as Love, Technically. Before writing romance, she wrote fiction of a different sort, drafting press releases for technology corporations. Washington DC is her home (non) state, where she resides with her husband and two sons. She is represented by literary agent, Jessica Alvarez of Bookends LLC.
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Excerpts:
PR Maven Valerie has her own bad history with house fires. Getting up close and personal with a bunch of firefighters is SO not her idea of fun, but when she gets called in to redeem a group of them who behaved badly, one in particular, catches her eye.
She looked around the room to see if the firefighter whose hot body graced the pictures was in the house. Hmm. Her eyes scanned the room and then, holy hell, her gaze came to rest on him. It was the firefighter from the picture. The one who could’ve been on a firefighter calendar. He sat stony-faced with a blank notepad and pen at the ready.
In person she saw that his hair wasn’t black as she’d thought, but dark, dark brown, and when the sun streaming through the window hit it, flecks of blond and red came through as if he had flames leaping in the strands of his hair. His massive strong body filled the typical conference room chair, while his muscular forearms rested on the desk at his front.
And his smile in person wasn’t just naughty. It was naughty and knowing, as if to say he knew you wanted him.
Damn him. She kind of…did.
“Before I highlight my plan for rehabbing your image, I’d love to hear what really happened. I don’t like to be surprised. An image on social media tells one story, I want to hear yours.”
To her surprise, all eyes swung, not to the sexy dark-haired man at the front who was at the center of the controversy, but to the back, where Dan the flirt sat with his legs up on a chair in front of him, and his arms folded behind his head.
“What can I say—” he started to drawl.
“You can say nothing other than a clear play-by-play of the events leading up to me being in front of you today,” she interrupted, knowing she needed to get a firm handle on the group of men or they’d walk all over her. “I’m not going to explore the reasons one of you was parading nude with sorority girls in your government place of work, but the fact remains, you let it get photographed. First mistake.”
A hand raised in front. It was him, the firefighter who’d been photographed in the buff, the one whose pictures she stared at long into last night. For work reasons, she’d told herself, strictly professional.
“Yes?” She swiveled to face him.
“I wasn’t naked. I had a towel.” His voice was low, deep, and slightly gravelly. And then the man grinned, and her heart thumped with an uneven jump as her weak legs wobbled. She took a breath as the classroom volume rose with chuckles.