Friday, July 22, 2011

For the moment, I'm going to turn the mic over to Lillian - who was kind enough to bring a couple of guests...but don't go anywhere when the interview is over... there's plenty more to follow today!



Lillian smiles at Jacob and Jonathon Deveraux, the two Hollywood hunks currently sat on her sofa. The younger of the two winks at her as he slides his right foot up on to his left knee and relaxes back against the cushions. His equally delicious older brother checks his watch.

Trying to maintain some level of composure, Lillian reads her notes and clears her throat.

Lillian: Thank you both for coming.

Jonathon: The pleasure is all ours.

Lillian: I’ve read a bit about your background. Jacob, it seems you fell into acting but I get the impression it was more of a deliberate choice for you Jonathon.

Jacob chuckles: I didn’t know what I planned to do with my life and acting came along but Jonathon was born to perform. Although, we figured he was destined for the circus.

Jonathon frowns at him: Why don’t people take me seriously. I’m getting my shit together.

Lillian: I did read that after the unfortunate events in Rio you were looking to redefine yourself, Jonathon.

Jacob: You mean give up on women, amongst other things.

Jonathon: Hey I like girls and, fortunately, a lot of them like me. But, after seeing Jacob and Charlene acting like loves young dream I figured maybe I should give monogamy and true love a shot.

Lillian: And how is that going for you so far?

Jonathon: I’ve had a bit of a set back, but I’ve hired someone to take care of it for me.

Lillian: Take care of it?

Jacob: He’s hired a PI, Georgina Stanvers to look into an unfortunate incident.

Jonathon: Yeah, about that. You failed to mention George was a girl.

Jacob chuckles: I know.

Lillian: It’s nothing serious is it? I would hate for anything bad to happen to you.

Jonathon shrugs: Time will tell.

Lillian: I’ll keep my fingers crossed and watch this space then. So, Jacob, talking about true love, how is Charlene?

Jacob smiles enigmatically: Fine, perfect.

Lillian: But she couldn’t make it today. I hope she’s not ill.

Jonathon raises an eyebrow: Nothing that some time won’t fix, hey Jake.

Jacob glares at him: I prefer you don’t talk about my private life.

Jonathon grins: So, the whole wedding proposal story is out of bounds then?

Jacob gets to his feet and drags Jonathon off the couch: We really need to be going now. Thanks for having us.

The two men shake her hand and Jacob shoves Jonathon toward the exit grumbling, “I should never have told you about the proposal.”

Jonathon shrugs him off. “Charlene said don’t mention it on Letterman. Does this look like Letterman to you? Letterman has no feminine charm what so ever.”

Jacob shoves him again. “Feminine charm is what got you into this mess. Just keep moving.”

Lillian fans her flushed face with her sheet of notes.

You can find out what happened in Rio in Speak to Me of Abduction out now and why Jonathon needs a PI in Keep it Under Wraps due out on 19th July with SirenBookstrand.

Lillian Grant - Siren Author

Please welcome our guests today for our coffee and biscuit chat. Allow me to introduce everyone, first we have Lillian Grant - Siren Author. Welcome

He maintained eye contact as she dragged the shirt over her head, but when she pulled her face free, she caught him admiring what had been hidden underneath.
Jacob’s focus traveled up to her face. Her cheeks flushed as his face lit up with a slow, sensual smile that started with his mouth and ended with his eyes. He ran his tongue slowly over his lips, his gaze roaming her exposed body, and Charlene shivered.
The look of desire in Jacob’s face as he stepped towards her made her pulse race with anticipation. Would he pull her into his arms and kiss her? Would she get to press her naked breasts against his chest?
Her stomach lurched with disappointment when he broke eye contact and wrapped the towel around her shoulders. Once she had covered up, he looked back into her eyes and chewed on his bottom lip.
Charlene met his gaze, goose pimples covered her skin. A pain started to throb deep in her gut, and she breathed more deeply.
Jacob’s damp hair fell in front of his eyes, and she lifted a hand to push it out of the way. The towel slid off her shoulder exposing her left breast. His gaze dropped from her face to her chest, and he reached out and brushed his fingertips lightly over her nipple. Charlene closed her eyes as her nipple hardened and a pulse of desire flowed through her. She fought back a moan, desperate for him to explore further.