One year ago on the eve of Carnival, Elektra broke her engagement to Cass after the “Blood” opal was stolen from them. No one steals from Cass, especially not when it cost him the woman he loves. But Elektra’s reason for breaking their engagement has now come back to bite her. Cass intends to return to Brazil, putting himself in danger to retrieve her opal, in the hope that Elektra will give their relationship another chance. Staying out of Cass’ bed isn’t an option if she’s going to keep him safe, but coming clean might make things worse. Elektra is walking a tightrope between desire and deceit, and the truth will endanger not only their love, but their lives.
Targeted Age Group:: Adult
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
As a professional musician I’ve always found the music on my Ipod especially inspiring, but this was the first time a story and a hero came to me so fully formed. I was delivering the mail, listening to the strains of Jesse Cook’s flamenco guitar in “Breathing below Surface” and Bonnie Raitt’s “I Can’t Make you Love Me if you Don’t” and there he was – Cass McKay, leaning against the wall of Elektra’s shop, all tawny and golden, that last song making his heart bleed. He was desperate to win her back, and he asked for my help. What else could I do?
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
They come to me, unless there happens to be a real-life person who can’t help but be duplicated.
Cass held up an unsteady hand. He only had a few words left and he wanted to get them said. He wiped his hand over his face, disgusted. Looking down he saw the rose petals crushed and broken beneath his feet. Like his heart.
He’d done it again; he’d given up his self-respect to this woman who only wanted him for sex and a piece of glorified rock. And this time he’d forced himself on her in an act not entirely of love.
It was over.
He placed his fingers on her chin and waited until she returned his gaze. “When are you going to figure out that you became the successful, intelligent, creative woman you are, despite that sonofabitch of a father? You might flash the Blood in your father’s face, but you’ll only be disappointed if you think it will make him respect you.”
He pulled his pants on, his shoulders hunched, shook his head. When he turned to her, she ached at the pain and defeat in his eyes.
“You’re terrified of relying on someone, on me— trusting me.”
She couldn’t speak because what he said was true. At least it had been— once.
He stroked her cheek, a slight tremor in his fingers then his hand dropped to his side, “You’re breaking my heart, sheila.”
He walked to the door, said quietly, “Whatever it takes, I’ll get your opal. Then maybe I can move on.”
“But—” he’d tuned her out.
“I won’t touch you again.” As if all his energy had been drained, he rested his forehead against the hard wood. “I have to try to move on.”
Then he was gone.
About the Author:
Livia Quinn is a D.C. native living in Louisiana. She began pursuing her dream of publication after a layoff and a little known event called Katrina in 2005. With several interruptions in her career, all involving weather, it’s only natural that storms would be at the center of many of her stories. She is a business owner and professional singer, salesperson, plant manager, computer trainer, and mail lady.
She has written eight books based in the communities surrounding Storm Lake— an infamous, though fictional lake in Southern Louisiana. She has never met a Tempestaerie or a sexy Aussie gem hunter, but she recently met some awesome cover models in the name of ‘research’ so…Anything Can Happen!
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