A Moment with Jennifer Jakes

Today Jennifer Jakes is visiting my humble blog. I visit her blog on a regular basis to get my fix on Man Candy. You should check it out. Every Monday she posts a hot guy or guys for our viewing pleasure. I appreciate the long hours she put in to find those great pics.  So here's Jennifer.

If you could go anywhere in the world on a romantic getaway, what would you do and where would you go?

I would rent a private Caribbean island for just me and my hubby. White sand, ocean breeze. . . a few drinks;)

If you could live the life of one of your characters who would you be? 

I think the answer should always be "the one I'm writing right now". When I'm writing I feel as if I'm living in that particular world, so for me I'm "living" in that heroines life temporarily. 

The tag line on my blog is ‘Indulge Your Inner Romantic.’ What do you do to indulge? The obvious answer is: I read. LOL Which I do, but my hubby and I try to have a "date" at least a couple times a month.

How do you stay motivated when the Muse is uncooperative? 

Ooooh, a good question. (Could you tell me the answer?) OK, honestly what I try is imagining different scenarios at the for the plot point I'm stuck at -- I've heard someone else say try to think of 6 things. Usually this will get my muse going.

What is the hardest thing for you to write?

The beginning. At least the first 3 chapters. After that I know my characters well enough they just lead the way. But those first chapters . . .*shudders*

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WEBSITE www.jenniferjakes.com

Thanks so much for having me!

Please share a blurb and excerpt of Rafe's Redemption.

He rode into town to buy supplies, not a woman.

For hunted recluse Rafe McBride, the raven-haired beauty on the auction block  is exactly what he doesn't need. A dependent woman will be another clue his vengeful stepbrother can use to find and kill him. But Rafe's conscience won't let him leave another innocent's virginity to the riff-raff bidding. He buys her, promising to return her to St. Louis untouched. He only prays the impending blizzard holds off before her sultry beauty breaks his willpower. 

She wanted freedom, not a lover.

Whisked to the auction block by her devious, gambling cousin, and then sold into the arms of a gorgeous stranger, outspoken artist Maggie Monroe isn't about to go meekly. Especially when the rugged mountain man looks like sin and danger rolled into one. But a blizzard and temptation thrust them together, and Maggie yearns to explore her smoldering passion for Rafe.

But when the snow clears, will the danger and secrets that surround Rafe and Maggie tear them apart?

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 Maggie wanted freedom, not a lover…

 Oh, Lord. He was going to kiss her. She shouldn’t want this. She was confused enough.
 Respectable women didn’t kiss men they barely knew, certainly not men who made them have wild,
 exotic dreams.

It was crazy. He was making her want crazy things. Making her not give a damn about her reputation
or her virginity. Or her long-awaited freedom. All she could think about was that dream, and the way
his sinful mouth had felt. The table was only a step away, and honey was just as sweet as peach juice…

She swallowed hard and looked up into his hooded eyes.

“Maggie,” he groaned. “Don’t be scared. I’d never hurt you.”

 Her mouth parted to object, but firm lips covered hers, hungry, demanding. She gasped, shocked at his
hunger, but even more at the illicit response coursing through her. An aching heat unfurled low in her
stomach, pulsed between her legs. Oh, yes. It started just like in the dream.

He deepened the kiss, coaxed her lips with his warm tongue. Long, languid strokes teased the inside of
her mouth, encouraging, tempting before he pulled back to nibble the corners of her lips.

Oh, God. Is this what all kisses felt like? Hot, lethargic? Melting her like molasses over warm bread?

 “Kiss me, Maggie,” he breathed.