Guest Blogger: Daryl Devore
Daryl – Thought I’d take a moment and sit down with my heroine – Capri – from my latest – soon to be released – Capri’s Fate. So, Capri, tell the readers something about yourself.
Capri – Hmmm. Well, I was born and raised in Michigan and I’m a junior vice-president at Felkins International.
Daryl – How did you meet your Fate?
Capri – My best friend, Kat, dragged me to sex toys convention. I’m still blushing. I’ve never been to one before. While I was as there, a voice spoke to me, then it followed me around the convention centre and then it followed me home.
Daryl – What happened next?
Capri – I thought about calling the police. There are stalker laws. But the thought of trying to explain this whole situation seemed…let’s just say, it wouldn’t be good for my career to be thought of as a bit crazy.
Daryl – So, I ask again – what happened next?
Capri – Well…ummm, the voice made incredible love to me.
Daryl – Excuse me??
Capri – You heard me. You wrote it. A sexy voice made such sweet love to me, that any mortal human male is going to seem…well, it’s going to be hard for them to live up to that experience.
Daryl – Did you send a thank you card to your friend Kat?
Capri – I should, shouldn’t I?
Daryl – I know you’re a busy business woman, so I’ll let you get back to work. Thanks for letting me chat with you.
Capri – Pleasure’s all mine.
My erotic adventure began the minute he whispered, “Do you happen to own a pair of red fuzzy handcuffs?”
Well okay, it didn’t exactly start there. If I’m going to be perfectly honest, I think it started with Kat’s text – “Meet me at – insert name of five-star restaurant here.” Kat is always getting me to take her out for expensive dinners. I don’t mind, I’m a highly paid executive, in a very large corporation, while she’s a receptionist in a small dental office. Besides, I like good food and I like her company.
Kat and I have been BFFs since third grade. We were in each other’s wedding parties, and cried on each other’s shoulders at our subsequent divorces. Now, we’re each other’s go to person whenever the mood strikes. Obviously, the mood struck and it involved my credit card. I texted back a reply –”Xavier’s. 6 pm.”
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Kat waited outside the restaurant when my cab pulled up to the curb. “Timing or what? I just got here.”
We did the requisite cheek kiss then walked up to the Maitre D’. He smiled his, I– must-be-friendly-because-they’re-guests, smile and escorted us to our table. We ordered drinks and chatted. We talked about the weather, her new dress, my job – you know, just old – no, scratch old, put longtime – girlfriend stuff.
After a diet conscious meal, followed by a calorie-loaded dessert, we waited outside for a taxi.
“Do you trust me?” With a goofy grin on her face, Kat’s mellowed-from-too-much-wine, dark chocolate eyes gazed at me.
I’d seen that innocent demeanor before; it meant nothing but trouble. I was a bit wary. Okay! A lot wary. The last time she’d gawked at me like that and asked the same brainless question, we ended up at a frat house beer slosh during Homecoming and I wasn’t in college anymore.
A cab pulled up and stopped. She grabbed my arm and dragged me into the cab. “Convention Center.”
“What’s at the convention center?” I slid next to her and shut the car door.
“That’s the trust me bit.” She raised her fingers and flicked them up and down at the words trust me.
You have to love air-quotes.
I checked my Blackberry for messages then glanced at her. “Is this going to get me arrested? Again?”
She shook her head.
“Is it going to get me hit on—again—by horny, beer-soaked, college drunks?”
“Is that a yes or a no?”
What’s a woman to do when a voice follows her home and makes mad, passionate love to her?
Corporate business woman, Capricious Gray, is dragged to a sex toy convention by her best friend. Once a shocking, mysterious disembodied voice helps her with her purchases, it follows her home. Passion ensues, leaving Capri torn between lust for her fantasy lover and the desperate need for reality in her life.
Thall, son of one of the Fates, harbors the irrepressible need to be with the woman he’s desired from afar for years. In order to make her his, once and for all, he must help Capri get past her fears, including the fear of what he represents – a fantasy.
Can fantasy become a reality for these two lovers?
Daryl Devore lives in an in old farmhouse in Ontario Canada, with her husband, two cats and a large salt water aquarium full of fish. Her daughter is grown and has flown the nest. Daryl loves to take long walks up her quiet country road, or snow shoe across the back acres and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River. she has touched a moon rock and been deep in the ocean in a submarine. Life’s an adventure and Daryl’s having fun living it.