Cam is having a Holiday

Not just any Holiday, mind you. I'm celebrating the release of the book Ciana wrote about me. Yes, this story is about me!! I can't believe it's real. Ciana sent me a copy and I have to say that reading my own tale was ... well, it was exciting.

I hope you'll enjoy reading about what happened the fantasies I had about being with a younger man become more than daydreams.

When Lee Holiday showed up in my life, I wasn't looking for anything but a night of steamy hot sex. And boy did he seem like just the man to fill the bill.

And yippee!! Lee made it clear that he wanted to ring my bell. (And yes, he definitely did. Repeatedly.) Can you say sexual nirvana.

Only Lee isn't interested in just great sex. He wants the hole nine yards. Eeek! I didn't plan on that. But then I never planned on feeling the way Lee makes me feel.
So, what will happen? Well, I can't tell you that. You'll just have to read the book. But hey, take a look at this cover. Can you say you're not just a little tempted to do a little fantasizing of your own about this oh-so-fine fellow?

Hope you'll enjoy finding out what happens! Just in case, click here to get a copy from Ellora's Cave

Oh, and below is a little blurb from the book.

Cheers,
Cam

Chapter One

Tempt the Cougar Blog

From Cam: Sometimes I really hate you, Monica. Well, not you. But that damn challenge you issued. Okay, so not even that. I hate that I’m a freaking coward who can’t screw up her courage, get out there, and try to meet someone. What the heck’s up with me? There was a time when I had gonads.

Sigh.

I did join a gym today. Okay, not exactly a walk on the wild side, but hey, there’s bound to be men, right? And I signed up for a personal trainer. At least that way I won’t be floundering around all alone while I’m scoping out the clientele.

And I swear, if I see a likely candidate for an adventure I’ll rope him and drag him home with me.

But for now, I’m waiting on my first session with the trainer. I hope I’m able to move tomorrow!

Hugs, Cam.

Camille finished her blog entry and tapped on the Publish Post button. Her friends probably felt sorry for her. All six of them had found men—young men who made them feel sexy and vital again. She wondered if she was going to be the “odd man out”, the one who couldn’t find a guy.

At the moment, she wasn’t sure why she’d joined this gym or signed up for a personal trainer. Maybe it had something to do with her ex-husband cheating on her with a woman half her age who had no jiggly bits except her exceedingly large breast implants. Maybe it was because she was feeling insecure about her body. Or maybe it was because all of her friends had guys and she had no one, and didn’t have a clue how to go about meeting men. At least not young, sexy men.

Cam’s self-confidence had pretty much been in the toilet since that day she found her husband Dan in bed with a younger woman. If the blow of him cheating on her was not enough, the gut-punch she felt when he moved out of their home the next day and into an uptown penthouse with the bimbo left her flattened.

Had it not been for the women she met at RomantiCon, a convention for erotic romance readers, she would have closed the blinds, locked the doors and wallowed in her misery.

“Camille?”

The deep male voice had her glancing up from her iPhone. Holy mother of God! “Yes?”

“Lee Holiday. Your trainer. I hope I haven’t kept you waiting long.”

Wow. Double wow. She’d expected muscles. Maybe even lots of muscles. What she hadn’t expected was a freaking god. Silky, dark hair that nearly brushed his shoulders, eyes that rivaled the blue of the Carolina sky and a body that had her eyes threatening to bug out of her head.

Cam shoved her phone into her gym bag. “No, not at all. I was a bit early.”

“Mind if I sit?”

“Please.”

He took a seat beside her. “Before I can create a regimen for you, we’re going to need to go through a short assessment to determine your current level of fitness. And I’ll need to know what fitness goals you have. But I’d like to take a bit of time today to let you ask questions and decide if I’m the right trainer for you. Do you have any questions?”

“Not really. I wasn’t expecting—”

Fuck! Coming at her was none other than the poster-girl for breast implants who had broken up her marriage. Kandy.

She’d run into Kandy a couple of times since the divorce, both times at fundraisers. And both times Kandy had made a point of commenting on how Cam was always alone. She’d even had the nerve to ask Cam if she’d like to be set up with someone so she didn’t always have to attend social events alone.

Cam had imagined multiple and diverse ways she’d like to terminate the woman. But right now, Kandy was headed toward her and Cam was not about to go through a repeat performance of “poor Cam, always alone”.

“Sorry about this,” she blurted right before she leaned forward, clamped her hands on either side of Lee Holiday’s face, and planted her lips securely on his.

“Camille?” Kandy squealed.

Cam started to break away from the completely inappropriate kiss, but Lee Holiday wrapped one muscular arm around her and pulled her right off her chair and onto his lap, slanting his mouth over hers and turning her knees to jelly as his tongue plundered her mouth.

“Camille?” Kandy’s voice filtered in through the haze of lust that had Camille unable to form a coherent thought. Good god, could the man kiss!

Lee released her and gave her a sexy smirk when she swayed slightly.

“Oh my god!” Kandy wiggled up beside her. “I can’t believe it’s you! I mean I didn’t think you worked out. Oh my god, Danny will not believe it when I tell him!”

Danny? Oh ugh. “Kandy.” It took every ounce of control Cam possessed to utter the woman’s name without adding expletives before and after.

“Hi,” Kandy cooed at Lee Holiday. “I’m Kandy. With a K.”

“Lee Holiday.”

“So, you’re—friends with Cam?”

“Actually, Lee is my lover.” Cam almost looked around to see who the hell had spoken. Had those words actually come from her lips?

“You have got to be kidding!” Kandy screeched loud enough to draw the curious glance of others at nearby tables. Oblivious to everything and everyone save herself, she ran her eyes over Lee appreciatively. “You and…and Cam?” She giggled as she looked at Cam. “Aren’t you a little…mature for him, Cammie?”

“Actually, I think she’s just perfect,” Lee answered.

“Oh, Danny is so not going to believe this!” Kandy’s eyes narrowed fractionally then she smiled. “Cammie, you are bringing Lee to the fundraiser next weekend, aren’t you?”

Cam felt like the proverbial deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming semi.

“Of course I’m escorting her.” Lee once again saved her from coming up with a convenient lie.

“Really?” Kandy didn’t seem to buy it.

“Really,” Lee assured her and nuzzled Cam’s neck. “Honey, if we’re going to get a workout in we need to get moving.”

“What? Oh! Oh yes.”

“Nice to meet you,” Lee nodded to Kandy as he put his hands on Cam’s waist, guiding her to her feet.

Cam was mute as Lee steered her in the direction of the gym.

“You too,” Kandy called after them. “See you later!”

Cam felt Lee’s hand tighten on her waist as he steered her from the juice bar and into the gym. It was like a brand, searing her even through the layers of clothing. What had she done? And how in hell was she going to even look at him? Talk about a bad first impression!

“I’m going to assume that Kandy with a K is not one of your favorite people?”

“Not exactly.” She dared a look up at him. “Look, I owe you an apology. Kandy is… well, it’s a long story so let’s just say she’s something of a thorn in my side. Which doesn’t excuse my behavior at all and I’ll completely understand if you want to rethink being my trainer.”

“Are you kidding? And miss escorting you to the fundraiser and meeting the mysterious Danny?”

Cam grimaced. “You do not have to attend the event.”

“Oh but I do.”

“Why?”

“Let’s just say that I’m curious and leave it at that. For now.”

Cam felt a tingle of excitement. Was that look on his face what she thought it was? Was Lee Holiday attracted to her?

Suddenly the idea of attending the fundraiser had a lot more appeal.

* * * * *

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From Cam: Well, I sure can’t make fun of men anymore about thinking with their little heads. I swear all I could do was wonder if he’d be half as good in bed as I imagine. The damn man totally destroyed my concentration. All I could think about was that kiss. Oh god, what a kiss! I bet he thinks I’m the most uncoordinated, clumsy woman on the planet. I couldn’t even think about working out and made some lame excuse about having an appointment I couldn’t miss. But damn, I can’t wait for the next workout. I might not be getting any, but I sure as hell am having some good fantasies about it.

Cam leaned back and stared at the screen. Lee Holiday was, by far, the sexiest man she had seen in a long, long time. But it was more than his appearance. An aura of power and an unspoken promise of pleasure seemed to hover around him like an intoxicating cloud. She’d never felt anything like it and her first meeting with him was one of the most sexually charged events she’d experienced in a long time.

Fortunately, she’d be prepared for his charisma when it came time for the next workout and maybe she’d make it through the exercises without seeming like a clumsy oaf. At least she hoped so. Impressing Lee Holiday was now at the top of her priority list.