Welcome to the blog, Rachell! Can you tell us about your latest release?
RN: An Affair Across Times Square is a contemporary erotic romance set in New York City.
Here’s the official blurb: Layla Morgan is tired of getting into trouble, and getting hurt. And she fears her wild nature is going to strike yet again. But maybe this time, she’s finally met the guy that can stand close enough to touch her inner flames, and not get burned.
Tyler Lachlan doesn’t stand a chance of resisting the delicious distraction of the mystery woman across Times Square. He’s sure there’s more to her than her sultry voice and mahogany thighs, but he doesn’t know if he’s willing to risk his career to find out.
Could what began as a voyeuristic affair across Times Square develop into something more?
Describe the heroine in three words.
RN: Sassy, daring, Trouble.
Who is your favorite character from this book? And, can you include an excerpt involving this character?
RN: I really love Layla. She’s one of my most damaged characters. She’s been kind of branded a slut her whole life and she’s tired of it. This excerpt comes early on in the book, after Layla’s started seeing Tyler through the window (in more ways than one) and she’s talking about it with her BFF, Eddie. I’ve cut a bit in the middle of the scene so I can show you what I mean about her as a character.
“No. There’s nothing sweet about it. It’s just about getting some satisfaction in my life.” Even though she’d been letting herself think of it as more, she wouldn’t let him know that. Not yet. “And staying away from my married boss.”
“Why didn’t you just go pick up a guy in a bar, girl?” Eddie asked.
“Eh, that doesn’t hold any appeal for me. It never did. You know that. I only seem to be able to sleep with people I actually give a shit about, even when they’re the really, really wrong people for the job.” She took another sip that burned all the way down. Then she took another. She wanted the burn. Needed something to remind herself she was here, now. Alive. “Fast cars, fast life, fun, and casual sex usually go together, I know. But I’m just not wired that way. It’s gotta be someone special, you know? Not some random guy I picked up in a seedy bar. Or even a nice one, for that matter. Maybe that’s why I’m having such an issue with this. He’s kind of just a random guy, you know? He asked me my name tonight.”
“And I just shook my head. No way. I’m way too embarrassed. It’s bad enough he knows where I live—at least where I’m staying while I’m here. No. We need to leave names out of the equation. He asked me if I was married too. What business did he have playing voyeur with what he thought could be a married woman?” The irony of her indignation was not lost on her. Could she really be pissed at him for fooling around with a potentially married woman, when she’d been sleeping with a married man? Though Jason had told her outright that he didn’t have anyone. Mr. TS hadn’t had a clue when he’d first peeked in her window like some crazy person. “What if he’s unbalanced? What if I’m unbalanced? This is crazy, right?”
“Well, yeah. But sometimes crazy’s not such a bad thing, you know?” Eduardo put the tray on the bedside table. He reached an arm around her, snuggled beside her on the bed. “What if he turns out to be a nice guy?”
The thought made her stomach bottom out. No. She couldn’t let herself think about it like that. If he was a nice guy, he might be even more tempting.
“No. Nice guys don’t have torrid voyeuristic masturbation affairs.” Saying the words out loud made her feel dirty. Like it was wrong. Damn the guilt her mother had instilled in her almost from birth. She’d never quite be able to get away from it, would she?
“Okay. So. It’s time for you to think. And not to run away. Unless you decide that’s what you want. I mean, okay, kind of crazy what you two are doing, but that doesn’t make it wrong. And you have no reason to feel like it is. It’s two consenting adults engaging in a little recreational activity. Just go with it. See where it leads you.” He pulled her close.
“He asked me if I’d be here this weekend, and I told him yes. So I guess that means he’ll be here today or tomorrow. I’m scared. Really, really scared.” God, she hated how lost her voice sounded. Hated how it wavered as she spoke. It had been three years since Jason. She was over it. She had to be over it. She would not allow him to ruin the rest of her life with his stupidity and betrayal. She didn’t have anything to be afraid of. But even as she thought the words, she knew they were utter bullshit. She had everything to be afraid of.
What if she ruined this guy’s life like she’d almost done to Steven, when his family wanted him to choose between her and them? She’d made the decision and left before he could stop her. She wasn’t worth anyone giving up their family for.
What if she ruined her own life this time? Then everyone would see her for the fuckup she was. They’d see she was wild, crazy. Unable to control herself. Just like her parents had said.
What other titles do you have published?
RN: Spicy with a Side of Cranberry Sauce is a holiday erotic romance that is set between the day before Thanksgiving and Christmas Day. Mason and Amy are instantly attracted to one another, but when they find their parents are dating, they try to cool the flames.
Queen of Hearts is a short lesbian erotic romance set in the weeks leading up to Valentine’s Day between matchmaker Erica Jones and event planner Maya Cobb. Astrology says they’re compatible, but neither woman can be sure.
What are you working on now?
RN: The sequel to An Affair Across Times Square. It’s already had a couple different working titles, so for now we’re just calling it Marietta Hotels Book Two. It stars Mandy Lachlan, Tyler’s younger sister and her fiancé, Julien Chevalier.
Here’s the blurb:
All Mandy Lachlan wanted was her own identity. All she had to do was run away to Paris to find it. Instead, she finds love, a baby, and a marriage proposal.
Julien Chevalier needs to be free of Paris and his life there. As soon as he graduates, he’s moving to New York. But when he falls for a young American professor in love with the charm of his birth city, he’s determined to sway her back to the states with him.
But will her lukewarm reception to marriage plans make him run away to New York without her?
Are you a plotter or a pantser?
RN: Both. I usually start out with characters, and build a plot around them, but sometimes I’m plagued with one scene that I know will be in the book and everything else comes out of that. An Affair Across Times Square started like that – an idea of the opening scene hit me when I was in a hotel in Times Square and realized that I could see into the offices of the men and women working across the square. I wrote this book as a NaNoWriMo book, so there wasn’t much time for plotting, other than the main romance turning points. The books I’ve written since then have mostly been plotted. But a lot of times I’ll plot main highlights and then pants in between those points.
Jessica, thanks so much for the interview. And Thank you readers for stopping by. I’d like to add a giveaway to this post. Leave a comment with your e-mail to be entered to win a free e-book copy of An Affair Across Times Square.
Rachell Nichole is saucy mama who writes Sizzling Romantic Entanglements. She is the author of An Affair Across Times Square, Spicy with a Side of Cranberry Sauce, and A Marietta Wedding. Rachell lives in New York with a mountain of books, a loving family, and an evil cat named Godiva that she adores.