Friday, July 24, 2020

Guest Post: Trust Me by Nancy Fraser

Please welcome Nancy Fraser to my blog to day to talk about her new release: Trust Me

Tell us a little about yourself.

Well, let’s see ... 

I’ve been writing since the early 1990s and published my first book in 1996. Since then I’ve published over 30 romance novels, novellas, and short stories.

In my “real” life, I’m a lucky grandmother to five witty and talented grandchildren. I live on the east coast of Canada and—isolation aside—I love to travel (preferably to Las Vegas).

What do like the most and the least about writing?

Most? The idea of creating something new and unique and then being able to share it with readers who appreciate the hard work that goes into creating a compelling book.

Least? Editing when it’s too late in the day to drink coffee. Thank goodness for Baileys!

Give us a peek into your latest published work?

Tax consultant Katherine Weller isn't ready for a relationship after a divorce that left her empty. But when her best friend suggests she set up a sex-only date through Lusty Liaisons, a unique and exclusive dating service, she's uncertain but intrigued.

Maybe a hot romp with a sexy, younger man is exactly what she needs to take that confident first step into her new life as a single woman.

What’s next on the writing horizon for you?

Trust Me is the second short story in a planned five-story set, so at the moment I’m waiting on edits for #3 – Teach Me and writing #4 – Thrill Me in the meantime.
I’m also venturing into my first crack at self-publishing. My ultra-spicy novella, D*mn Near Perfect will be out at the end of August.

Is there anything you want to tell readers?

Yes, of course. I’m a grandma and full of great advice and suggestions! First off, I want to tell the readers exactly how much we appreciate them. If we didn’t, we wouldn’t keep writing. I also want to impress on them that one of the most important things they can do, as readers, is to share their love of a good book in the form of a review. Also...don’t be afraid to try new authors and new romance genres. There are so many good books out there at the moment. You wouldn’t want to miss a thing.


Monday came and went. Tuesday...nothing. By Wednesday, Katherine wanted nothing more than to bury herself beneath a mound of blankets and stay there until her death. Or her eightieth birthday, whichever came first. By then, she’d be over the embarrassment of not being chosen for a night of uncomplicated, albeit hot, sex.

Lillie’s daily request for a progress report wasn’t helping matters.

Katherine’s cell dinged—a sure sign Lillie was sending her another message of encouragement. After pouring herself a second glass of Cakebread Chardonnay, Katherine picked up her phone, ran her fingertips across the lock screen, and stabbed the blinking icon.

You have a request.

Katherine double checked the sender’s name. Lusty Liaisons.

Damn! Hands shaking, she opened the email.

You’ve made a sexy match!

A request for contact was received from Aaron Blake. Mr. Blake is offering a fun-filled night at the Hudson Inn, Somerville, for this coming Saturday beginning at eight in the evening. If you decide to accept, please respond to this email. We will make the arrangements and confirm within twenty-four hours.

Click the link below to read Aaron’s profile.

She re-read the email twice before finally clicking on the profile link.

Aaron Blake, age thirty-two. Six-foot-two, two-hundred ten pounds. Occupation: government contractor. Sexual preferences: almost anything goes, although not into bondage.

Her gaze shot back to the top of the profile as it had at least a dozen times. Aaron Blake’s  photo stared back at her. His crooked smile taunted her, as if daring her to ignore him. A thin scar ran from the corner of his right eye and down the side of his face, yet it wasn’t disfiguring in the least. If anything, it drew her attention to his deep-set, brown eyes and long lashes. His dark hair was peppered with a touch of gray. A hint of stubble shadowed his square jaw.

All-in-all, he was gorgeous. And no doubt able to get any woman he wanted. What could he possibly want with a woman ten years his senior?

Before she could lose her nerve, she pressed the reply key, checked the box that said “accept,” and hit the send button.