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I'm excited to have Lauren Dane drop by for a short Q&A.  We also have two delicious excerpts for you.  Don't forget to check out my review and enter the raffle!

La Crimson Femme: Tattoos seem to be entwined with multiple characters in your stories. Do you have any tattoos and if so, what are they?

Lauren Dane: I don’t! I have a few small designs I plan to have done with symbols that are meaningful to me, but the right exact time/artist/design hasn’t happened yet.

La Crimson Femme: Some of your stories carry a delicious undercurrent of domination and submission, will you be bringing more kinky erotica out in future books?

Lauren Dane: D/s has such a depth of intimacy and connection and I truly love to write it in my own way. When the story and the characters call for it, heck yes, I’ll definitely be writing more.

La Crimson Femme: What character is screaming in your head for their own story but you aren't ready to write about him/her yet? And can you share a little about that character?

Lauren Dane: I have plans to write more in my Federation Chronicles – specifically Wilhelm Ellis. But I need just the right story and the time! He’s complicated and has a very dark and twisty backstory. He came to be in such a powerful position after a lifetime of pretty heroic stuff. Wil’s at the point in his life where he’s seeing just how much effort he’s put into everyone else’s happiness and can envision his own someday with the right person.




“Things just unraveled for me when Mick left. Watching Jessi try to process, trying to be there for her and not managing it very well. I felt like an asshole, felt like I’d been tossed away. Felt like I needed to be someone else to see if that’s what I should do for the rest of my life,” Adam said.
His leaving—the way he’d done it—had been a way to allow himself the space to take what he wanted and gorge on it.
Jessi lifted her face from where she’d been buried in Mick’s shirt, locking her gaze on his.
Adam hated that she’d been hurt. Hated that it had been necessary in any case, to step away and be Adam in a completely different context.
“And did you like what you found?”
Adam took her hand. “It was something I had to do. I’m back to you now. For keeps.”
Which didn’t make it any less harsh, he knew. He had a lot of fucking sins to make up for when it came to Jessilyn Franklin. He just had to hope he was man enough to do what it took.
And that she found it within her heart to understand. One day.
As for Mick, that was still complicated, only in a different way.
“For keeps like we’re all close friends again? We hang out and share our lives?” Mick asked, wariness in his voice.
Jessi wore the sweetest confused expression, and Adam refused to think about how terrifying it was that she got to him the way she did just by being herself.
“I didn’t want to assume,” Adam said.
Jessi rolled her eyes. “You realize that all three of us showed up after years of being apart. We all clicked back together pretty much immediately. And now it’s like we’re all shy? After all we’ve shared? That’s what this is, then? We’re all friends but not like before? We just forget those times? You two want to see other people?”
“Is that what you want?” Adam asked carefully.
You left, Adam. After you left, Mick. I didn’t want to walk away. You two did. So asking me that question sort of makes me mad.”
“You’re the one who lived with someone else and was going to get married,” Mick mumbled.
“You guys are such assholes sometimes. Despite what you both put me through, I accept that you needed to step away. But you come back to me with this? No, thank you. If you want to just be friends, all right. I can deal. But you need to be up front and you can’t be kissing my fingers and Mick needs to stop grinding his cock into my ass. Friends don’t do that.”
“I just wanted you to know I didn’t expect you to hop into bed or anything. I didn’t want to assume,” Adam repeated.
Jessi looked up to Mick. “And you?”
Mick was smarter than Adam, though, because he hugged her tight. “If it was up to me, I’d want us to all be together. Really together.”
“Suck up.” Adam rolled his eyes.
“She’s on my lap though, so I declare that a win.”
Adam reached out to snatch her from Mick’s lap, bringing her to his own. “Looks like she’s in my lap now.”
“Something friends don’t do,” Jessi reminded him. Adam took her cheeks in his hands and then claimed her mouth before she could say anything else.
It slammed into him so hard—a wave of regret that he’d put this aside—that he gasped, sucking in the sigh she gave him.
A sweet enough kiss. For now. Hunger, barely leashed, filled him. He wanted. Wanted what had been freely offered before he’d truly understood how rare and special it was.
“I’m always your friend,” he spoke against her mouth. “But I’d be a liar if I claimed I didn’t want everything from you. Being away from you only underlined it.”
“I was so lonely without you both.” She closed her eyes a moment to avoid his seeing all that pain, but he saw it, felt it cut him to the bone.
“I’m sorry. I was lonely too.” Adam had filled every moment with a pursuit of pleasure, but this was something totally different. Something he might not have really recognized if he hadn’t been without it.
But what he did see was he’d have a job of earning her trust back, even if she was being easy enough right then.


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