Title: Smoldered
Author: Rachel Blaufeld
Date of Publication: October 16th
2014
About
Smoldered:
Asher Peterson is a self-made man, owner of the Electric
Tunnel, Sin City’s hottest adult entertainment spot. Brazen and formidable in
designer T-shirts and motorcycle boots, he seems unflappable whether he’s
making his rounds through the decadent decor of the Tunnel, or whipping through
the desert heat on his bike. But inside he is a shattered man, desperate to
understand what unconditional love from a woman feels like.
Hiding the effects of his emotionally stunted youth behind a
gritty persona, and keeping his fractured soul buried deep while seeking out
his baser instincts, Asher is convinced he is man enough to leave the past in
the past. The only clue to his broken soul is his deep-seated need to provide
safety and a good life for emotionally damaged women within the glamorous walls
of his strip club.
Fooling himself that he deserves little in life, Asher keeps
his big heart tightly guarded with everyone but Sienna Flower, his friend,
business partner, and headliner. Until, that is, the night he runs into his
childhood friend, Natalie Parker. While trolling a rival strip club, perusing
their offerings for his own personal pleasure, he collides with his past.
Coming face-to-face with a woman he only knew as a girl, he’s shaken when he
finds the dark-haired beauty in a precarious position. Now all grown up, she’s
a hardened soul who reminds him of where he came from, and stirs within him the
need to protect yet another woman.
Known as Nat to most everyone, Natalie is a single mom to
Quinn. But when she’s under the bright spotlights in a thong, she’s known as
Natasha or Nataleigh Dallas. A girl who once had everything going for her,
she’s now a jaded stripper with only room for her son in her life, and has
erected impenetrable barriers around her heart. The strength of those walls is
challenged the night a man she has known since childhood steamrolls his way
back into her life, flashing those smoky-gray eyes that have always melted her.
A man she has loved from afar since she was a young girl,
one who lights fire to her walls, burning deeper, setting everything
ablaze––smoldering her.
Asher and Natalie, two people who are equally tormented by
their own demons, set out to rescue each other as part-time lovers in a torrid,
desperate workplace affair. Thinking they can remain friends while keeping
their hearts at a safe distance, they find themselves at odds when their
situation morphs into a messy, tangled mess.
Ripping free of each other proves impossible as they learn
that the very web that connects them goes much deeper than they ever expected.
Q&A with Rachel:
Do you have a special time to write? How is
your day structured writing-wise?
I like to write mid-morning when it is quiet and I recently
brewed a fresh pot of coffee. I don’t structure my writing day…when I sit to
write and it starts flowing, I cancel everything I had originally set. Sad, but
I can’t force it, so when it happens, it happens…and I reschedule.
I also like to write a coffee shop. I stick on my head
phones, but something about the people drifting in and out helps me?!?!?
FUNNY Story – I was sitting in a coffee place and writing a
weird scene and a friend walked in…and because I had my head phones on, I
yelled, “Hey, so-and-so, what kind of drug can be mixed with coke to cause a
blackout?” And, this woman putting cream in her coffee looked at me like I was
crazy, and I responded with, “Oh no, not for me.”
THIS is how real my characters become to me.
What is for you the perfect book
hero?
I like bad boys. Really bad boys. Naughty, Dirty,
Foul-Mouthed men who know their way around a bedroom and a KITCHEN! Except,
preferably one who doesn’t cook bacon. I hate the smell of bacon. I don’t get
how that is romantic to smell a pig cooking! HA.
Just give me a cup of java and a donut, and get back in bed.
Do you have anything specific that you want to
say to your readers?
THANK you!!! For everything. I wish I could know each and
everyone of you possibly and share a donut and coffee with all my readers.
Teaser
At this point, the moon was waning, the sun about to burst
over the horizon, and I began to dread what I would look like in the orange
glow of daylight. Not really how I looked, but I feared in
the light of day I’d be seen for the traitorous asshole I was.
I wanted to hide in the shadows of the night, to make amends
wrapped in the warm glow of the moon and stars against a background of awe,
mystery, and suspense. Forgiveness seemed so much more attainable in the
shadows, and now brightness was chasing me away, bringing me back to reality
where I was meant to live a life without the unconditional support of a woman.
Wasn't that what my mom taught me?
I was in a mental fight with the sun when I heard Natalie
speak.
“This is it, Ash. I’m leaving. I know you came here to try
and stop me, but you can’t. You can’t always be my protector, boss, friend, and
sometimes lover. It’s all too much. Together—separate—it doesn’t matter. It’s
too consuming. You’re both my salve and my kryptonite, and I have to get out on
my own.”
I wanted to roar, but then remembered the sleeping kid
behind her slightly ajar door and her neighbors, who more than likely worked
hard at getting a good night’s sleep.
And, my pride.
I stood up, kissed her on the cheek, and walked away. The
sun was coming, and I wouldn’t, couldn’t, refused to be exposed in the light of
day.
I had laid my heart on the line.
I would be damned if I stood with the hot desert rays
burning down on me and begged.
About Rachel Blaufeld:
Rachel Blaufeld is a social worker/entrepreneur/blogger turned
author. Fearless about sharing her opinion, Rachel captured the ear of
stay-at-home and working moms on her blog, BacknGrooveMom, chronicling her
adventures in parenting tweens and inventing a product, often at the same time.
She has also blogged for The Huffington Post, Modern Mom, and StartupNation.
Turning her focus on her sometimes wild-and-crazy creative
side, it only took Rachel two decades to do exactly what she wanted to do—write
a fiction novel. Now she spends way too many hours in local coffee shops
plotting her ideas. Her tales may all come with a side of angst and
naughtiness, but end lusciously.
Rachel lives around the corner from her childhood home in
Pennsylvania with her family and two dogs. Her obsessions include running,
coffee, icing-filled doughnuts, antiheroes, and mighty fine epilogues.
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