Hi Miss Ivy, thank you for inviting me to your blog today.
It’s great to be back. I’m talking about, Rescuing Cade, today, my latest Evernight Publishing romance release.
Cade’s trying to get over a broken heart when his friend Jack takes him off to a nightclub, named only, The Club. Although at first Cade is shocked by the place he meets Marissa. It’s not long before he and Marissa get together, but under the pressure of expectations from, The Club, and Marissa’s fear of commitment, they’re both running in opposite directions.
Gorgeous Cade has touched Marissa’s heart in ways she doesn’t want to admit.
Lovely Marissa has lifted Cade’s sadness and opened his heart to love again.
The trouble is — someone has to give a little. Who’s it going to be?
An erotic romance with a sprinkle of vanilla BDSM
I’ve brought along Cade today to answer some questions for you.
Hi Cade, thanks for coming along to the blog today
Hi, thank you for inviting me. I have to say it’s a little embarrassing seeing my story published, although it’s great too.
What’s embarrassing about it?
Well, without giving too much away, the way Marissa and I meet is unusual, I think … (He looks around and smiles as if remembering it.)
So, Cade, tell us something about Marissa.
She’s pretty, intelligent, lots of fun and best of all she’s mine.
What is, The Club? It’s mysteriously referred to in the book blurb.
The Club, is the name of the BDSM club that my buddy, Jack, takes me to. He’s trying to lighten me up right at the start of the story, because truth is, I was still recovering from a bad break up. There’s a great description of The Club, in the story, which is sexy and gives a good picture of what goes on there.
A BDSM club … Cade are you a Sub or a Dom?
(He stares at me for a moment with his gorgeous blue eyes.)
I’d rather not say. The whole thing is still a little gray for me. (Now he’s smiling.)
Okay let’s have some quick questions.
What’s your favorite, jeans, or a suit?
I wear suits and jeans. I don’t have a favorite because I have some cool suits for work and some great faded denims that I throw on when I’m not working. It took me a while to get those jeans just the way I like them, ripped and faded. Marissa especially likes the tear in the upper thigh part.
Do you ever go commando?
(He grins and his eyes twinkle)
Er, yes, sometimes in my favorite jeans, the ones I just described. Once in a suit when Marissa and I went to The Club to meet with friends there.
Do you like making love with the lights off or on?
Both, either, it depends … Marissa likes candlelight (He smiles)
Coffee or Cola?
Has to be coffee. Are you offering me a cup … I didn’t get breakfast …
One more question. Maybe it’s a moot point since you’ve mentioned The Club, but here is it. In bed, toys or no toys? (Okay, he’s laughing now.)
The answer’s the same as lights on or off, both depending on the situation. I seriously need coffee now.
Read an excerpt
Something strange happened to Cade when Jayne dumped him. Every scrap of confidence he possessed disappeared, just like dew on the grass in a blaze of morning sun. Cade felt scorched. Her parting words still burned in his heart.“You’re hopeless in bed.”Cade considered her declaration once again as he stared out with unseeing eyes across the wide expanse of river from his corner office in the prestigious tower block. He put down his coffee cup. “Hopeless.” He said it aloud, tasting the bitterness in the finality of the word. “If she’d said, bad, or not very good, but hopeless, it implies I couldn’t even improve.”Cade stood and wandered to the huge pane of glass that was the left side of his office wall. He rested his forehead on it and sighed. Today he felt more melancholy than ever. It was his anniversary. One year ago, Jayne had dumped him. The engagement ring she’d pressed into his hand before she swept out of their apartment was still on the bookshelf, where he’d dropped it as tears filled his eyes.He was ashamed he’d cried, but even now, a year later, he saw the busy road far below as a blur. Cade hadn’t dated since the break-up. At first, he couldn’t because the truth was, he still loved Jayne, and then he couldn’t because he had no confidence that any woman would want him. She might at first, and then when it comes to my hopeless performance in bed, she’ll hightail it quick smart. Cade moved back from the window and saw his breath had made a patch of white on the glass. He wrote the word ‘hopeless’ in the cloud on the window.There was a knock on the door and Cade spun around. He swiped the back of his hand across his cheek, where a solitary tear lingered.“Yes.”His secretary opened the door and walked in a couple of steps.“Cade, your three-thirty appointment is in the lobby. Will I have him brought up?”Cade nodded. “Sure, Abbi, and then will you bring coffee, please.” He watched her pretty eyes fill with warmth.She smiled at him. “I will.”Cade went to the drawing table in the corner of the office and looked over the design for the client. A smile teased at the corners of his mouth. Cade loved his work. The enjoyment of creating a beautiful building design and seeing it come to life in the hands of the builders never failed to cheer him.****Cade dashed into the bistro and saw Jack waving at him from a table halfway across the room. He slowed his pace and joined his old friends. On alternate Thursday nights, he met Jack and Gary for a meal and they caught up on each other’s lives.Tonight, Gary left around nine to get home to his girlfriend.Jack waited until the restaurant door closed behind Gary and then he gave Cade a purposeful stare.“Have you thought over what we talked about last week, Cade?”Cade took a deep breath. “I know I need something, but I’m not sure it’s that.”“It might be just the thing, a different way of looking at sex, something to spark you up. I couldn’t go back now. It’s a lifestyle choice, I know, but why not come to The Club tomorrow night? My Sub has asked to prove she can cope with someone watching us. She’s a sweetie.”Cade looked away from his friend’s sympathetic expression. He turned his coffee cup around and drank the last cool mouthful.
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2015 Evernight Publishing
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Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal, fantasy, or suspense. Her books are always steamy. Her tag is, Cool stories: Hot love scenes.
Elodie lives in
with her two dogs. She works in an
antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness
that descends on the rural countryside around her home. Canterbury
Elodie writes for, Evernight Siren Hot Ink Press Eternal Press Secret Cravings Ra Jones Anthologies Side Street Cookie Publishing
She has also released titles as an individual indie author.