Saturday Sexcerpt – Shore to Please by Annette Mardis

HRshoretopleaseBelow is an excerpt from Shore to Please by Annette Mardis… “First, a little set-up. “-Annette Mardis

Paul ‘Flipper’ O’Riley is the head dolphin trainer at Gulf Shore Aquarium, the jewel of the tourist district in the west-central Florida beach town of Gulf Shore.

Flipper sets hearts aflutter when he dons a wet suit and interacts with his finned friends at the aquarium’s Dolphin Inlet habitat. But animal rights activist Tara Langley isn’t happy that Flipper sets her pulse to pounding, too. After all, the group she cofounded, Stop Whale and Dolphin Suffering, SWADS for short, is against keeping dolphins in captivity. If she had her way, the job Flipper loves would be rendered obsolete.

Flipper and Tara together are like a butcher and a vegetarian. Staunch conservative and ultra liberal. Boston Red Sox fan and New York Yankees supporter. Or fire and gasoline. Why, then, are they both itching to strike a match?

When the two of them end up at the same seminar in Orlando, Flipper offers to buy her dinner afterward and Tara reluctantly accepts. It’s far from a romantic interlude, and they desperately search for common ground amid the quicksand. And then something unexpected happens, and Tara doesn’t know how to handle it. Here’s the excerpt:

“Where’d you grow up, and how’d you end up in Orlando?” Flipper asked.

Tara flashed an enigmatic smile. “You can’t tell by my accent?”

“What accent?”

“Precisely.”

His baffled expression amused her. In fact, the man himself delighted her when they weren’t picking at each other over his job and her cause. Once again she found herself wishing they’d met under different circumstances. But he couldn’t change what he was any more than she could.

“I’ll play along, mystery lady. What do you call a soft drink?”

“Soda.”

“Soda or soooda?”

She laughed. “Just one syllable. Now you tell me.”

“Growing up, I called everything coke.”

“Even when you were drinking root beer?”

“Yep. Everything was coke, lowercase.”

“And now?”

“After the first few times a server brought a Coke when I wanted a Dr. Pepper, I learned to specify. Okay, here’s another one. Do you refer to a small stream of water as a creek or a crick?”

“Creek, of course.”

“Me, too. What do you call your maternal grandmother?”

“Grandma. You?”

“Mimi. How do you address a group of two or more people?”

“My neighbors said you-uns, but my mother frowned on that expression.”

“Uh, okay. My people say y’all.”

“Hmm. What kind of shoes are you wearing now?”

Flipper looked at his feet and then at her. “Tennis shoes. What do you call them?”

“Sneakers. All right, one more.”

“Make it a good one.”

“Of course. What’s the term for the gunk that gathers in the corners of your eyes overnight?”

“Eye booger.”

She made a sour face. “That’s certainly crude.”

“And what do you call it, Madam Etiquette?”

“Sleep.”

“Sleep? Seriously?”

“It’s a good deal better than”—she turned up her nose—“eye booger.”

“I think that’s pretty descriptive. I mean, you say those two words and everyone knows what you’re talking about.” She shook her head, still unconvinced. “Anyway, based on everything you’ve just told me, Tara, I’d say you’re from Snob City.”

“What? I am not a snob, Paul O’Riley.”

“We’re back to Paul, are we? Okay, how about Snootyburgh?”

“Flipper.” Her tone carried a warning.

“Uppityville?”

The corners of her mouth quirked. “Are you finished?”

“Almost. Haughty Valley? Pompous Place?”

“Keep it up and Comedy Central will be calling.”

“You can’t deny you sometimes sound like you have a big board wedged up your butt.”

“I most certainly do not!” He raised an eyebrow. “Okay, perhaps I do, especially when I’m feeling off-balance and lapse back into ingrained habits. My mother was an English teacher who abhorred slang and insisted on proper diction. I never even dared utter a curse word until after I went away to college.”

“That explains a lot.”

Tara flashed him a fake smile and continued. “She wanted in the worst way for me to major in English language and literature. I’ve always felt like a disappointment to her. She takes great satisfaction in comparing me to my younger sister, who buckled under to the pressure and followed in Mother’s footsteps. If you think I have a proper way of speaking, you should meet Caroline. Even I think she’s a bore. She married an equally tedious math teacher, and they have two oddly spiritless children who never have snotty noses, sticky fingers, stained clothing, or skinned knees. My mother is beside herself with pride.”

“Your household must’ve been some fun while you were growing up.”

“You have no idea.”

“What about your father?”

“He was a high school principal preoccupied with upholding an image, so he and my mother were a united front. Now, back to our original topic. It’s my turn to do you.”

He winked at her. “I thought you’d never ask.”

“I didn’t mean it that way! Stop laughing. And you wonder why I tend to avoid the vernacular.”

That made him laugh harder. She tried not to smile but couldn’t help it.

“Just for that,” she told him, “I’m going to guess you’re a native of the Isle of Fools.”

“Cute.”

“New Port Ninny? Buffoon Beach? Cape Cretin? Ooh, ooh, I know. Simpleton.”

Flipper gave her an indulgent look.

“Or how about—”

He leaned forward and silenced her with a kiss. Tara’s mind short-circuited, and she clung to his shoulders when he started to pull away. He cupped the back of her head and teased her mouth open with his tongue. Swept up in the moment, she briefly forgot who and where they were until the server plunked two beverages in front of them. They broke apart with a start, and as reality intruded once more, she feigned interest in her place setting and the small bowl of lemons for their iced tea.

“Tara, honey, look at me,” he coaxed.

She spread her napkin over her lap instead. He reached across the table and, with gentle but firm pressure beneath her chin, lifted her head.

“Don’t be so freaked out. It was just a kiss,” he soothed.

“Oh, sure. First it was just dinner, now it’s just a kiss. What’s next?”

“Depends on what you want to happen?”

“Nothing, that’s what I want to happen. Flipper, what are we doing?”

“We’re having a nice time. Or at least we were until you started overthinking things again.”

“Overthinking? I’m not so sure my brain’s been engaged at all.” She ran a nervous hand through her hair.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

“Isn’t it? There’s only one way this can end, and that’s badly. I’ve already endured one failed romance this year. I don’t think I could stand another one.”

Flipper took her busy hand and held it still. “Aren’t you getting a little ahead of yourself? You’re acting like we woke up in bed together after a night of scream-so-loud-you-piss-off-the-neighbors sex.”

The highlight reel in her mind made Tara’s girl parts leap up and shout, “Hallelujah!” Her tongue, on the other hand, seemed Super-Glued to the roof of her mouth. Staring at him was the best she could do at the moment.

“What? No snappy comeback?”

She shook her head.

“Well, that’s disappointing.”

 

 

AuThursday – Annette Mardis

Annette Mardis author photoPlease welcome my fellow LSB writer, Annette Mardis.   Annette, a lot of writers are also readers. What book(s) are you reading now?

 I just finished Summer Rental by Mary Kay Andrews and That Chesapeake Summer by Mariah Stewart. Next on my list are On Sunset Beach by Mariah Stewart and The Summer’s End by Mary Alice Monroe. It’s probably no coincidence that all of them are contemporary romances that take place at the beach or at least near the water.

Q:  Do you have a specific writing style?

I spent most of my professional life as a newspaper journalist, and I’ve been told my style reflects that. I guess my writing is pretty straightforward. I try to mix in humor whenever possible because I love books and people that make me laugh. Author Debra Salonen said the dialogue between the two lead characters in my latest book, Shore to Please, reminded her of the old TV series Moonlighting.  I consider that a high compliment because I try to write snappy, entertaining and realistic dialogue.

Q:  How do you make time to write?

I work from home as a freelance editor, so not having to punch a time clock helps a lot. Also, I don’t have any children at home, unless you count my two dogs and pet parrot, so I have a lot more freedom to set my own schedule than some writers do.

Q: Do you ever suffer from writer’s block? If so, what do you do about it?

Yes. Setting the laptop aside and doing something else for a bit does wonders to clear my head. I’m a classic “pantser,” meaning I write by the seat of my pants instead of from an outline. Unfortunately, I think that lends itself to writer’s block because although I have a general idea of where my story is going, I’m not always sure how I’m going to get there until I place my fingers on the computer keys. Sometimes I think I’d be better off if I did an outline. But I don’t have the patience. As a full-time newspaper reporter and editor, I faced deadlines every single day and didn’t have time for writer’s block. Basically you sat down and did your job, no matter how you felt. I think that helped me develop a discipline that has served me well in my fiction writing career. But there are days that I sit and look at the screen and have no idea what to write. When that happens, you just have to force yourself to come up with something. The good news is you can always come back later and make it better if you’re not satisfied with it (and I never am).

Q: How did you deal with rejection letters, if you received any?

It’s discouraging, absolutely, but I just told myself that if my work was any good, somebody, somewhere would take a chance on me. I was lucky to have found a publisher, Liquid Silver Books, for the first full-length novel I ever wrote. So thankfully I didn’t suffer years of rejection as some writers have. Digital publishing has opened up so many opportunities for authors that didn’t exist when the only options were finding an agent to pitch the manuscript to a traditional print publisher. Securing an agent is in itself a monumental challenge. But thankfully you don’t have to have an agent to submit a book to most digital publishers today. And a lot of them specialize in romance, which is another plus.

 

Q: How did you come up with the idea for your “Shore” series?

I’m a believer in writing what you know, so it’s not a coincidence that the Gulf Shore series is set in Florida, where I’ve lived all my life, and at an aquarium. I’ve loved dolphins since I was a child, and I volunteer at a marine animal hospital in Clearwater where the Dolphin Tale movies were filmed. While I most definitely am not writing about the people, policies and animals at Clearwater Marine Aquarium, I have gotten story ideas from my experiences there, and I’ve learned a great deal about how such facilities operate. I also have done a lot of research about marine animals, and my husband and I have saltwater aquariums in our home. In addition, Shore to Please introduces a new character who is a newspaper reporter, so that’s another way I’ve used my personal knowledge of a subject or a profession to bring believability to my books.

Q: Which one of your covers is your favorite and why?

That’s a difficult question because I love all my Gulf Shore covers. Valerie Tibbs is my cover designer, and she’s done such a marvelous job on all three. My favorite book is always my latest one, so if I have to choose I’d say Shore to Please.

Q:  What are your current projects?

I’m working on Shore is Magical, the next book in the Gulf Shore series and my first paranormal romance. Kenshin Hamasaki, Gulf Shore Aquarium’s supervisor of marine mammals, who appears in the three previous books, will finally meet his match. Marina is unlike any character I’ve ever written, and telling her story is turning out to be a challenge.

Q:  Where can readers find you on the World Wide Web?

Website and blog: www.annettemardis.com/

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Twitter: @AnnetteMardis48

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