Written With Hearts - Erotic Romance
My name is Abby Blair. I write erotic romance.
I don't practise what I preach, though. With a string of failed relationships behind me, my books are now the only passion in my life.
I create fictional men, because the real men in my life often let me down.
I create a woman's perfect fantasy, because my fantasy doesn't exist.
My female leads luckily get what I don't.
Devotion. Love. Sex... A happy ending.
So when I meet Yate Sheridan at my very first book signing, he makes me question a lot of things. He is like one of my leading men, jumping out from a chapter and jumping into my real life.
He is charming and wickedly sexy, with a smile that could cause a roomful of knickers to drop in an instant. There is no question; Yate is appealing.
He is also a cover model...a definite no-no for me.
I don't like my men to be constantly drooled over, I leave that for my readers to do with my fictional men.
So, as much as I like Yate, I can never date him.
I'm way too insecure to go out with a guy like him. I have a painful past regret that has chipped away at my confidence. Being with someone like Yate, would only feed those insecurities.
I write about sassy, confident, and bolder than brass heroines. They are sadly, everything that I'm not.
When Yate kisses me; I know that I need to walk away. I need to walk, whilst my knickers are still on and my heart is still in tact. Only he doesn't want to leave things there. After that single kiss... He wants more.
I'll admit, he gets under my skin, but I don't think I can give him what he wants?
Yate Sheridan, well let's just say, he has other ideas.
This is our story.