I have a new release coming out the 17th – which is this Friday! Woot! – from Decadent Publishing. The story is called The Trouble With Memories and it’s a science fiction romance with a quirky but stubborn heroine and her ex-boyfriend who’s lost his memories, even the ones of her.
As you can imagine, she’s a little bit ticked off!
Lieutenant Lucy Borasco has her phase pistol ready and her ex-boyfriend in her sights. She has every intention of making him pay for choosing his career over her. But she hadn’t factored in a Martian sneak invasion, Cal’s incessant need to save the universe, or the risk of permanent damage to her complexion. Getting Cal back will cost her more than she thinks, leaving her changed forever.
Captain California Sykes’ memories are gone, his career is in ruins, and his ex-girlfriend nearly kills him with a kiss. Can he overcome the Martian invasion, save the rest of the team and win Lucy back again in the process? Or will his seat-of-the-pants plans and the canned fish rations cost him everything he holds dear, including his sanity?
Note: This book contains food animosity! Not only does Lucy smash his breakfast, it’s later burned to a crisp by laser fire, and the canned fish makes a repeat appearance up Lucy’s windpipe.
Why is it I’m so mean to food? In my last Decadent story my character tossed a perfectly good raspberry cream puff in the trash can! O.o
Anyway, food mutilation aside, I thought you might enjoy a little excerpt to whet your appetite:
“Lucy. It’s Lucy, remember?”
“Unfortunately, no. I don’t.” He shook his head, but no cobwebs loosened.
She scowled and huffed like a frustrated brat and put her hands on her hips. “I don’t believe you.”
“Well, Lucy, it’s true.” He licked his lips and his throat went dry, the taste of her name sucking the air right out of him. Good or bad sign? Proceed, or caution? “To be honest, I don’t remember anything before Mars. In fact, I don’t even remember most of the mission.”
“What? How can that be?” She frowned, her eyebrows dipping low. “Wait. From before you left? You mean you don’t remember being with me?” She pointed at her chest.
He shrugged, knowing admitting he’d forgotten her was a dumb move. If he was her, he’d be throwing a dark star of a fit. But at the same time his gaze couldn’t help lingering on her chest. He liked what he saw. Maybe he could talk her into a quickie. Down boy, down.
“I don’t fragging believe this.” She ran her hand through her shortish red hair and slapped the data pad against her shapely thigh while she walked an arc around the room, ending by the windows.
The windows flexed and the floor rumbled as the jets did another close fly-by. He ignored them in favor of intently ogling the rounded globes of Lucy’s ass. When she spun to face him, he nearly lost his balance. Three steps later, she was in his face. He braced himself for her wrath.
Her fingers curled around his collar nice and tight. When she gave him a light shake, his head whipped back and forth. Maybe she was trying to rattle some sense back into his malfunctioning brain. “Comet tails, Cal. If this is some game you’re playing to make me miss you, I swear I’ll fill your ass with helium and shoot you out one of those planes!”
He loved how the fire in her eyes matched her hair and the way she jutted out her chin at the end of her pronouncement. But he’d told her the truth. This was no game. His memories of her were completely gone. “How can I prove to you I’m not lying?”
Her lips curled up in a smirk. “Kiss me.”
With a confident toss of her head she laid claim to him, answering his questions about how he’d known her. Hell, he hadn’t known her, apparently he’d known her. The news made his dick swell with pride. His mouth quirked into a cocky smile.
—- Oh yes, they do kiss after that but then things go horribly, utterly wrong, because if don’t throw something nearly impossible at these two characters, they’re gonna get uppity! And you definitely don’t want to see that!
Again, this is available on FRIDAY!