WHAT MAKES THE PERFECT DATE?
Being a Romance writer, I ought to know a little on the subject, right?
I thought it might be more fun to give you my idea of a not so perfect date, in fact a perfectly awful date, some I actually went on before I met my darling husband.
Fun Date #1 Decent looking guy asks me out to dinner, says he’ll take me somewhere really nice. With apartment rent and gas being so high, I haven’t got all that much money, haven’t been anywhere nice in weeks so I am really looking forward to going to a place with linen tablecloths and flowers. Instead, when he picks me up and I’m wearing my best little black dress and high heels, he says…
“You look really nice, but, hey, I’ve got a lot better idea. I thought it would be way more fun if we went to my house and I cooked dinner for you there.”
Inward groan. What he doesn’t say is that he’s a terrible housekeeper and the floors are dirty, the kitchen sink is stacked to the ceiling with filthy dishes. He doesn’t say that before he puts the steaks on the barbeque, he thinks it would be a good idea to get in the hot tub, then proceeds to strip off his clothes and climb in naked while I am standing there staring at his scrawny body in horror and disbelief!
Fun Date #2 Good-looking guy, set up on a blind date by friends. Enjoyable evening but on the way home he makes an unexpected turn and drives his little two-seater sports car up into the hills. Two hours of wresting with the jerk, bruises all over, muscles so sore the next day I can barely get out of bed. Lucky to get home without date rape.
Fun Date #3 Lunch date, another great chance for a free meal somewhere nice. I only have an hour because I’m at work. What could possibly go wrong?
He says, “Instead of a boring old restaurant, I thought we’d do something different and have a picnic in the park.” Something different? Temperature in the nineties? Best linen suit stuck to my back, perspiration circles under my armpits, heels sinking into the dirt, ants on the table cloth, gnats in the wine, wasps buzzing around my head. Please, God, let it end.
But dating isn’t always so awful. I remember my first date with my husband. He took me to lunch at a gorgeous restaurant in Beverly Hills We spotted movie stars, ate a gourmet meal, and enjoyed a great bottle of wine.
Snow skiing can be wonderful. Hiking, swimming, canoeing. It’s the timing that’s important–and of course the man or woman you’re with.
In my new book, AGAINST THE NIGHT, ex-Ranger, Johnnie Riggs, isn’t thinking about a date when he sees Angel Fontaine pole dancing nearly naked at the Kitty Kat Club on Sunset Strip. All he’s thinking about is taking the lady to bed.
But Angel isn’t what she seems, and Johnnie soon learns she isn’t an exotic dancer at all. Her name is Amy Brewer and she’s a kindergarten teacher who took her missing sister’s job as a pole dancer to find her.
But Amy needs Johnnie’s help and Johnnie wants Amy. Maybe some kind of an arrangement can be made…
I’d love to hear some of your dating catastrophes, and I hope all your dates are fun from now on. I also hope you’ll watch for Johnnie and Amy in AGAINST THE NIGHT.
Till next time, all best wishes and happy reading, Kat
(March 2012 issue)
AGAINST THE NIGHT
by Kat Martin
Genre: Romantic Suspense, General Romantic Suspense
With sleaze, sex and sizzle twisted into a complicated plot with strong characters and nasty villains, and set against the backdrop of Hollywood’s strip clubs, Against the Night will keep readers on the edge of their seats. Here’s an irresistible tough guy with a marshmallow center and the sassiest kindergarten teacher to ever shake her booty wrapped up in a dangerous, action-packed adventure that both know will end in heartbreak. Martin’s fans will be thoroughly satisfied and looking eagerly forward to her next book.
Private investigator Johnnie Riggs went to the Kitty Cat Club to catch a bail jumper, not the show, but he’s diverted by Angel Fontaine, who’s just about the sexiest little thing he’s ever seen dancing around a pole. But Angel has a secret: her real name is Amy Brewer, and she’s a kindergarten teacher working undercover to find her missing sister, who was working as a stripper at the club. When Johnnie learns all this, he steps in to offer assistance, which quickly turns into keeping her alive, as the trail leading to Amy’s sister is littered with sleazy rapists and thugs which seems to lead straight to a drug smuggler on the DEA’s hit list. On the way, Johnnie keeps reminding himself that an ex-mercenary with a disreputable past is no kind of life match for a kindergarten teacher — no matter how he feels about her. (MIRA, Mar., 400 pp., $7.99)
Reviewed By: Pat Cooper
Published: March 2012
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Kat has graciously agreed to donate a signed copy of Against the Night for this giveaway.