What is sexy?

Buffy, I want to thank you so much for having me on the blog today!

I want to talk about what really is sexy. Is it the sheen of sweat against a flexing muscle on a hot beach? Is it a tilt of a head, a quirk of lips and a glitter in an eye that just says ‘come hither?’

In the case of my new release, Lips of Velvet, sexy is very different for each of the characters. Sandra is a bookworm and feels about as socially awkward as a teen on her first date. Lucy finds her wit, her charm and her curvy body irresistible, though.

Lucy is elegant, graceful and everything that Sandra thinks she isn’t. The ease at which she does everything, the courage in her very attitude is what turns Sandra on. How can you resist someone who oozes that level of confidence? Sandra can’t.

And yet Lucy wasn’t what Sandra thought she was looking for. How often do we think we know what we want only to find that what we need is something else entirely? So what is sexy? Let me know what you think it is in the comments section below.

Oh, and check out my beautiful new book baby, Lips of Velvet!!

Bookworm Sandra is dragged out for a night on the town by her sister. When she meets the sexy and exotic Lucy, she is instantly attracted to her. But will their spontaneous combustion burn out as quickly as it ignites or will it lead to a long term flame?

Lucy can’t help but be drawn in by Sandra’s intelligent and fun nature. But when Sandra suggests that she was just using Lucy for sex, Lucy is a strong enough woman to hide her broken heart and walk away. A chance meeting brings them back together. Will Lucy seek revenge for a moment of stupidity?

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Virginia Nelson spends her days chasing three very active kids around. When she is not doing this, or plotting taking over the world, she likes to write, play in the mud, drive far too fast and scream at inanimate objects. She can often be found listening to music that is far too loud and typing her next fantastic tale of blood, sex and random acts of ineptitude. Romance, in Ms. Nelson’s opinion, is not about riding off into the sunset on the back of a horse with the knight in shining armor— it is about riding the dragon. If the knight can keep up… well, that is love.