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Paula Roe Debuts a New Guest Author & A Giveaway Type

Hi friends, we’ve got Paula Roe here today! I “met” her when the Diamonds Down Under series (and blog) first started, and wow, I can’t believe that was ~six years ago? Sadly we’ve never had the chance to meet, because Paula lives down under, and I’ve never been there. Speaking of, Paula was at RWA Australia, so some of our communication was lost in the ether. Which led to Paula offering to ask herself questions. I jumped on it, because hello – new thing and more, I was so tickled by the idea. Hilarity potential = high! Win win win! So here we go!

And an author interview from Ms. Roe herself! Interviewing herself! 😀 [Since I use the colors green and purple as me … I gave Paula a lovely blue as “interviewer her.”] Enjoy!

Name one thing about you that surprises people
I’m actually six foot two. I just hide it really well.

Favorite place to holiday?
Twitter. I love it there so much, I’ve bought a house.

Name one thing that irritates you
Just one?  Okay, genre bashers, narrow minds, gluten, religious intolerance, Facebook terms and conditions, hypocrisy and carrot cake without proper cream cheese icing.

What superpower do you wish you had?
Definitely the flying thing.  I’d never walk again.

What’s a common misconception about where you live?
That we have killer bugs, vicious snakes and  evil dropbears…  Yes, I’ve seen a few redbacks but not much else in the way of deadly creepy crawlies.  I live in suburbia and have yet to be bitten… Touch wood.  And the dropbears?  Fiction. Yeah. Someone’s having a go… That’s Aussie humor for you.

Name three things you’d take with you to a desert island
Rechargable iPod, wifi and Henry Cavill.

What advice would you give a tourist coming to Australia?
Swim happy and stay between the flags because our oceans love to drown people (wow, I never knew how much Australia HATES everyone…)  And sunscreen, sunscreen, sunscreen.  My town has reached scorcher days of 46C (115F) and during summer (anywhere from October until April… Yeah, it stays hot for that long) the air conditioner is your best friend.

If someone was to start up a conversation with you, what subjects should they avoid?
Politics or sport. Either send me into a deep sleee….. *snoooooores*

Okay, so what should they talk about?
How much they love coffee or food. The last brilliant holiday they took.  How awesome my books are. The fact they know Henry Cavill personally and he’s just dying to meet me.

Any childhood aspirations you never fulfilled?
Well, I wanted to be a steel town girl on a Saturday night, looking for the time of her life… Yes – I wanted to Flashdance. One day I shall achieve that dream because I’m gonna live forever… I’m gonna learn how to fly.

You have a Tardis and can go anywhere.  Where do you go?
1662, The English Restoration – parties, clothes and debauchery.  Yay!

Finish these sentences:

My favorite candy is… Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups. Seriously I would kill for those.

If I had a million dollars I would… Travel the world and bestow monetary gifts on the people I love.

I have yet to… Grow up.

Most people don’t know this but… I fangirl with abandon

The one skill I wish I had is… Mind control. Then I could rule the world mwahahahaha! No, not really. Well…. Maybe just a little.

The one thing that scares me is… My Visa card bill

If I had more time I would… Probably still spend it watching DVDs, writing or hanging out on Twitter

My idea of hell would be… No internet

My life would be complete if I could… marry Henry Cavill. *grabby hands*

Hehe I hope you enjoyed that! I had fun reading it through. I will make one comment though – Ms. Roe is mistaken. Henry Cavill is mine. I claimed him over a decade ago, so you know – end of story. 😉 I also noted that Harlequin seems to love giving her covers with women in red dresses. 😛

Now though, it’s your turn! What questions do you have for Paula? Of course, the zanier and more off the wall the better… But we also encourage questions about the author’s books, because what author doesn’t love to talk about her (or his!) books?

And here’s another new spin! Paula is offering up a great prize – a copy of Moonlit Encounters – an anthology she’s part of. But get this – Australian readers can win a hardcover copy, or anyone not in Australia has the chance to win a digital copy. Yup, US-ians, this time we’re “the other” 😉 and I kinda like it.

Teaser Tuesday: Bed of Lies by Paula Roe

What a title, right?! Today we have Paula Roe sharing an exclusive excerpt with us! I first “discovered” Ms. Paula when I visited the Diamonds Down Under Blog – like, constantly. It’s a big part of why the Down Under Desire authors are such favorites of mine. I loved their books, and their personalities. I really should try to look them up … But I found Paula on Twitter – or she found me – whatever. And, here she is, visiting with all of you! Yay!

And before you say “but Lime – you forgot to add a cover!” Well, the book doesn’t come out until February 7 – so the cover isn’t even up yet! I’ll add it if I remember when it’s available. Instead, I’m sharing an adorable author photo that I found of Paula Roe.

Her Darkest Secret… Revealed
Banker Luke De Rossi must sell the Australian beach house he inherited from his mobster uncle, fast. But then he runs up against Beth Jones. Is she the rightful tenant? A reporter out for a scoop? His uncle’s lover? Luke wants answers – almost as much as he wants Beth.
The last thing Beth needs is this hunky magnet for media attention breathing down her neck. She has a lot to hide. And falling hard for Luke as he gets closer – and tries to evict her! – isn’t helping things. Separately, they have each made their bed. Now they’ll lie in it… together.


Beth glanced at him, intending only to linger a moment but instead ended up staring. A faint sheen of sweat hugged the shirt to his chest, a chest sprinkled with dark hair that tapered down until the buttons hindered her view.

The breath she swallowed dried her throat.

He was a very large, very muscular man in a pair of crisply cut pants and a creased shirt that probably cost more than a week’s wages.

A dark, dangerous-looking man now focused right in on her as if she was some kind of last meal, the musky smell of his sweat and a faint, woodsy aftershave mingling with her oils.


“Yes?” Her voice came out as an unfamiliar croak.

“If you’re going to stop me, do it now because I’m about to break rule number two.”

She swallowed as he took those few steps towards her, reached out and slowly tugged her to him, giving her time to protest. But she didn’t. She couldn’t. She could pull away if she wanted, but resistance felt as appealing as wading through a pool of honey. It was as if he had her hypnotized and all she could do was let him drag his fingers through her hair. Sweep his thumbs over her jaw.

His eyes held hers, unwavering, hypnotic. His thumb pad deliberately caressed her bottom lip, rubbing against the soft contours.

The heat from his body curled into her like a flame. His mouth—so close, so kissable—feathered a warm breath over her bottom lip. Teasing. Testing. Beth felt the full blast of hot, urgent desire and wanted to groan aloud because it felt so good.

She felt like melting right there on the floor when he flicked his tongue out and touched the tip to her slightly parted lips. Every muscle in her body started to sing with anticipation. Her lungs couldn’t get enough air and her mind shorted out as pleasure-induced confusion flooded in. His mouth focused on her jawline, placing gentle nips along the length then sliding down into the hollow of her throat.

  Oh, sweet heaven.

He nipped at her jaw, following the trail left by his fingers. She let her eyes close in pleasure.

“Is this so bad?” His rough voice against her neck was doing a serious number on her nerves.

“No.” Not bad… so very good.

“So you have no objections to this?” He reached the base of her throat and gently nuzzled her flesh. She groaned. “Or this?”

His hand slid up her body, past her waist, over her ribs. When he reached the swell of her breast, she released a hiss.

Every tingling pulse rushed through her veins, making it impossible to fight the feeling. She realized she didn’t want to fight it. Maybe it was because she’d been alone for so long and had missed the physical side of passion. Maybe she needed to be touched after an eternity of nothing. Maybe she was secretly wishing he would make love to her.

Maybe it was his hot breath whispering in her ear, the urgent press of his groin against hers.

Beth could taste him in every pore. Like a fire that had started in the pit of her belly, her body was hot and molten—and then she was wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him flush against her heat. She could see him behind her eyelids, could smell, feel, taste him.

It had been so long since she had been kissed.

Been wanted.

No one had touched her like this, in a way that she forgot all reason.

He was caressing the length of her back now and her skin itched for his fingers to touch her all over. Her breath came in short and irregular gasps, barely an inch away from his teasing lips. Was she whimpering like a love-starved virgin? She must be because Luke skimmed his bottom lip lightly over hers and whispered, “You want me to kiss you?”


Slowly, inch by aching inch, he covered her mouth with his.

Luke De Rossi not only looked like a kissing master, he was hands down one of the best. Her breath merged with his, stirring a long-forgotten ache deep inside, flaring up to lick her body in need. It attacked the part of her mind that controlled rational thought, eating away at her reservations.

He stroked his hands down her arms, creating shivering goose bumps in his wake.

“You want me to stop?” he muttered against her mouth. “I will if you want me to.”

She wanted to give in to him, so much that it made her chest ache. “I…”

She wanted him. For the first time in her life she wanted to leap on in and damn the consequences, grab everything he offered—every no-strings-attached kiss, every blood-boiling caress.

But that would mean giving something in return. Something she’d worked ten years to protect.

One lucky commenter will win a copy of one of Paula Roe’s back list books. Winner’s choice. So what’d you think? Do you have any questions about the book? Any questions for Paula? I’m sure you can think of something! (Said winner will be drawn on Saturday.)

Oh and did I forget to mention – the inspiration for the characters – in looks at least, are Katherine Heigl and Olivier Martinez Gabriel Aubry. And… I mean, I know who Olivier Martinez is. But I’d never seen this picture of him. (Which I actually didn’t even recognize?) And yes he’s that hot that I have to share it.

See? I totally wasn’t lying to you. Hello, Mr. Martinez. I think this might be the best I’ve seen him look. I also think I’m going to have to hunt down the movie where he looks like this… but anyway – back to the book. Excerpt. Does it change your perception or opinion to know the hero looks like this?

ETA: I said I’d share it when it became available, and here it is! The cover! Isn’t it fantastic? Oh my gosh – and I just realized I didn’t mention the title in the post. Bed of Lies! Whee!