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The exciting week here continues with the news that Noelle Clark’s gift to Abbie….. spider

or rather Abbie’s t-shirt, has proved a facebook hit in the land of Oz. So much so, Noelle sent me this….. giant_midge_in_scotland

regarding similar insects we apparently have here in Scotland. Carolina, following yesterday’s  clash with Susan Arden, is now sporting these…


very happily too, I must say. She was concerned about going blind after all. Tom Lupton is still to traced, but Marc, newly christened Kent, is still out there saving the world and making it safe for today’s guests, debut author, Anna Wells and the hero – at least we hope he’s going to be – of her new book, Trust Me, Donovan Prentice. Can we just get with the program here?  Donovan is the hero duh… Though I am sure that trusting him is what he wants the heroine to do.

Trust me too, Anna is sure to convince him, as everyone else has here, very nicely,  this week. So here she is, the lady herself, (Cue lights, drumroll, camera, action )


and Donovan.

Donovan : Okay, okay, let’s just can the applause. I’m with Carolina Rodriguez here. Before we go any further, Anna, this book of yours… I’m an FBI Lawyer, working undercover? Etc…etc..etc? Look, just because you authors work hard yourselves, holding down day jobs and all, why do you all think we want to do the same? Why can’t I be a millionaire and laze all day by the pool? the beach or something sort of like this…..


Nice huh? But even if not, and I take on board it is probably the not, why can’t I be something ordinary that leaves plenty time for the finer things in life?

Anna: Donovan, who are you trying to kid? You were a lawyer before you joined the FBI as a Special Agent. It’s just not your style to laze around. You’d be bored.

Donovan: So you keep telling yourself. Me? Well, how about you give me the chance to laze about for say maybe ten years or so, then come back and talk to me? Unless you have something else to convince me. NO. No spiders okay?

Anna : Alaina the  heroine is very hot, she’s petite with a smoking body. Unfortunately this really distracts you from doing your job.

Donovan : Well, that’s ok. Since I don’t want to work anyhows. So okay. I can go with that. This undercover stuff… I’m pretty straight and honest. That’s the kind of guy I’m going to be in this book isn’t it? The sort who would never lie to a lady? Especially a lady like Alaina?

Anna : You’re full of integrity and your personal ethics mean everything to you. Upholding the law and putting those terrorists in jail is your primary focus. Undercover work is just part of getting the job done. Remember you think Alaina might be guilty of working with those nasty terrorists so you can’t tell her the truth.

Donovan :In other words. I’m a lying sob. And not only am I a lying sob, you have this in the blurb. ‘When the bullets start to fly.’

convIt was said right here the other day–how come you authors keep sticking us in situations you’d never get in yourself, thinking we’re all Clark Kent or something and can dodge them, saving the world while we’re about it?

Anna: Hey, don’t blame me it’s part of your job description.

Donovan : Well, you’re so talented you can go away and just write me another one Anna.

Anna : How’s this?  Donovan you’ll have fun, I promise. Alaina is smart, funny, and sexy and when you two get together the pages smoke. What more could you want than that? Doesn’t that sound better than lazing around the pool? Although there is going to be some hot action in a swimming pool, but I don’t want to give too much away…And of course, if you don’t want to….

Donovan : A swimming pool? You never told me that one.

Anna : of course it looks like this.


…………………….and now Anna has, well you can see how nice we are to our characters and how delighted they are to agree.


Lawyer Alaina Simmons never imagined that she would be defending her deceased father against accusations of terrorism when she agreed to protect his legacy, a group of documents he’d placed in an archival repository.  FBI Lawyer Donovan Prentice insists that her father and the organization he worked for were terrorists and that crucial evidence is in the documents Alaina has sworn to protect.  Now she is forced to combat the FBI and her compelling attraction to Donovan Prentice while unaware that she is also Donovan’s suspect. 
Special Agent Donovan Prentice is working undercover posing as a lawyer in an attempt to gain access to the evidence he needs to convict a group of terrorists as well as determine if Alaina Simmons is working with them.  Things become complicated as Donovan becomes more intent on getting his suspect in bed than putting her in  jail.
When the bullets start to fly and the lies begin to unravel Alaina and Donovan begin to explore their intensely sexual relationship, but the couple will have to learn to trust each other both in and out of bed before the terrorists’ game of intrigue can end.
Warning: This book contains steamy sex scenes and amusing banter.


As she entered the lobby, Alaina felt prepared, confident and ready to do battle against almost anyone.  Except she hadn’t planned on doing battle with Mr. Drugstore, and that was exactly who was rising from the black leather couch to greet her saying, “Ms. Simmons, I’m Donovan Prentice, it appears we’ve met before.”

She felt the bottom drop out of her stomach. Alaina was sure that her shock must be apparent; normally she prided herself on her self-control but today’s events seemed to be working against her.  After all she had never experienced such a coincidence like this one before.   She had met this man as a stranger and had flirted with him, completely unaware that she had an appointment with him later that day. She felt that their entire professional relationship had been compromised.  As disconcerted as she felt, she was going to have to pretend that nothing had happened, and actually if she thought about it nothing really had happened.  Their flirtation had been a little unusual but it hadn’t gone beyond that.  It was just that she never let business associates or clients see anything but the professional side of her personality, she had ensured this by making it a habit not to discuss her personal life with any of them. By meeting this man outside of the office, outside of her professional setting, she almost felt as if he had caught her undressed.  Her only option now was to ignore the incident as if it had never happened and maintain her normal professional composure.  Okay so maybe ignoring it was just going to make her look like a coward.  She needed to face this situation head on.

Making up her mind to take control and not let Donovan get the upper hand since he didn’t seem the least surprised to see her, she responded to his greeting with, “Yes, what a coincidence.  It’s nice to meet you, formally that is.”

She looked over at Marlene, who was indiscreetly staring at Donovan Prentice as if she had never seen a man before, not that Alaina could blame her.  The man was impressive to say the least. “Marlene could you hold my calls?”

Marlene barely glanced her way as she continued to stare at the object of her attention but finally managed to respond, “Yes of course Ms. Simmons.”

Alaina glanced at her wryly.  “Thanks, Marlene.”  She returned her attention to Mr. Prentice who was waiting patiently. “If you’ll just follow me we can discuss the issue of the subpoena in my office.”  She was determined to regain her equilibrium, but as she walked down the corridor with Donovan closely following behind her, she wondered if that was even a remote possibility. “Right this way Mr. Prentice.”

“Please call me Donovan. Is it all right if I call you Alaina?”

He’s taking control again, Alaina simmered inwardly, but she responded without hesitation, “Please do.”

“I’m so glad I’ve a name to put to that beautiful face.”

She felt a thrill at his words as they entered the office. Alaina could not help but be aware of his overwhelming presence. She was feeling that same level of inexplicable excitement she had felt in the drugstore.  Ignoring her jumbled emotions she tried to concentrate on the matter at hand.  It was becoming pretty obvious that she needed to get laid if this guy made it so hard for her to concentrate.  She might as well meet the problem head on.

She took a deep breath before saying, “Donovan. I’m just going to face the elephant in the room. When we met this morning I obviously had no idea who you were and if I had I wouldn’t have spoken to you the way that I did.  Okay?”

Donovan was a little surprised but managed to hold back a laugh. “And what way was that?”  His voice held that same sensual tone that it had in the drugstore.

Okay, so wow, his voice really turned her on.  She felt slightly embarrassed, but what the hell he had flirted too. “Well, I was a bit flirtatious.”

He raised a brow and grinned. “A bit?”

“Cut me some slack, you were just as bad.  Admit it.”  Could that knowing grin of his get any bigger?  She wasn’t sure why, but he was charming the hell out of her.

“As an officer of the court, I’m taking the fifth,” he said jokingly before adding, “I think this is a conversation we should pursue further once we’ve completed our business.”  He paused a brief moment and looked at her intently.   “And I would like to pursue it.”

The low timber of his voice caused her skin to tingle, and she felt her face flush in reaction.  The idea certainly had merits she thought as she studied the hard plains of his face.  God he was hot and he was making her hotter.  She exhaled trying to calm herself before saying, “Do you think we can do that?  Wouldn’t it be a conflict?”

He gave her a slight smile and there seemed to be a sparkle in those blue eyes as he said, “Yeah I think we can do that, but we have business to settle first.”

She nodded in agreement, hoping the meeting went smoothly and they could get back to the more interesting conversation.  Wasn’t that a professional thought?

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