ONE NIGHT STAND is the first book in The Martin Family series. It is the story of Amanda Martin, the youngest of four siblings…and the only girl. After being cheated on twice, Amanda is ready to wash her hands of relationships and, instead, decides to have a fling. A one-night stand. ‘Cause there’s no way that can go wrong. (Laughs)
Amanda meets Joe Sterling, an ex-sniper who has spent the better part of his life avoiding relationships, but now he wants more. He wants someone to share his life with.After a night of intense passion, Joe and Amanda must decide…will one night be enough? Be sure to buy One Night Stand on August 20th to find out! J
How did you come up with the title?
The title for One Night Stand started as a “working title,” but there was never a time I called it anything else. Amanda’s intention to have a one-night stand is foundation for the story, and once the story was complete, it still worked as an effective title. I wish they were all that easy!
What draws you to write your genre and sub genre?
I’ve known I wanted to write romance novels since I was twelve years old. I’m a sucker for a good romance. I love the happily-ever-afters. So, when I started writing, there was no question about it. I wanted to create those happy endings for my own characters.
The idea to write erotic romance wasn’t really a conscious decision I made. My primary focus is always to develop characters into people my readers will fall in love with. The hot sex is just a bonus!
Are you working on another book?
I am currently writing book two in The Martin Family series and I hope to have it completed before the end of the year.
Do you work on one project at a time or multiples?
I focus on just one project each time I sit down to write, but I have several projects in development. I currently have enough projects to keep me writing for a very long time!
I’ve tried actually writing more than one story at a time, and it just didn’t work for me. My characters give me everything they’ve got, so they get my undivided attention when I sit down to write their stories.
Do you find love scenes difficult to write?
Good God, yes! Love scenes are the hardest scenes for me to write. There are so many things to think about. Location, dialogue, intent, where they put their…um…hands. It’s like a dance. You have to get the choreography right, or your reader won’t believe it.
Do you set timelines when your writing or write when the feeling hits you?
Not timelines per say, but I set daily word goals. I don’t stop writing for the day until my goal is met…or exceeded. Some days are much longer than others! The software I use tracks my activity so I can see where I am on the total project and when I have hit my goal for the day.
Do you characters talk to you?
Ah yes, those lovely voices in my head! My characters have distinct voices and personalities, just as they do on the page. I hear their laughter, their grumbles and growls. It’s great while I’m working…not so much when I’m trying to sleep.
Who controls the storyline, you or your characters?
I like to think that I do, but in the end, I go where I am led. The characters get the final say. The story always takes precedence to my wants. I follow the advice of bestselling author JR Ward when she says “listen to your rice krispies.” As advice goes, that’s solid.
What is your guilty pleasure?
I am a complete and total sucker for ice cream. I don’t really have a favorite flavor. I consider myself an equal opportunity ice cream eater.
Who is your favorite author?
My all-time favorite author is Kathleen Woodiwiss. However, I have a handful of authors that I will pre-order every single book they write and chomp at the bit waiting for it to come out. J Larissa Ione, Lorelei James, Lora Leigh. I guess I like the “L” names. (Laughs.)
What are you reading now?
I am a fast reader so I can read 2-3 books a week, depending on my schedule. I make time to read every day, even if it’s at midnight and I can only read for ten minutes. It’s something I’ve done since I was a child.
That being said, I’m currently reading Kissin’ Tell by Lorelei James. I do love those McKay boys. J
Do you have any tips for new writers?
Keep writing. Don’t give up. Stay true to yourself and your story.
Where can your readers reach you?
I am all over the place! The best place to start is at
. There are links to my facebook page, twitter and blog site, as well as a form my readers can fill out to e-mail me questions or comments.
Do you have an excerpt you’d like to share?
Absolutely! Here is a taste of One Night Stand. Mark your calendars for August 20!
Excerpt From: ONE NIGHT STAND
ã Parker Kincade 2012
Joe couldn’t believe his ears. Did Amanda just ask him if he wanted to leave with her? Before he could recover his shock, she was hightailing it out the door. From the moment he’d walked into the bar tonight, he’d been captivated. First by the way she defended herself, next by the vulnerability he felt as he’d held her hand, and then by the way she looked at him as if he were a treat she’d like to eat.
Now he was just plain curious. He’d had women come on to him before. What surprised him was his desire to follow through with this one.
“Hold up, sweetheart.” He snatched her money off the bar. “Jake’s gonna cover your tab tonight, aren’t ya, Jake?” Joe looked at his brother expectantly.
Jake shrugged. “Sure, no problem.”
“Give me one minute.” Joe walked behind the bar and grabbed a full bottle of whiskey. “Don’t leave,” he added as he caught her looking between him and the door.
Jake wagged his eyebrows. “Someone’s finally gonna get laid,” he taunted.
Joe smacked him on the back of the head as he walked by. “Just for that, dickhead, you can pay for this bottle too.” He tried to sound irritated, but he just couldn’t keep the smile from his voice.
It had been a long time since a woman had caught his interest and it felt nice. He’d spent his life avoiding commitments. His former job with the military wasn’t really conducive to the white picket fence kind of lifestyle. He’d been alone most of his life, refusing to get attached to anyone or anything. But this woman…
Damn, she looked good. She dug her hands deep into the pockets of her low-riding jeans as she tapped the sexiest pair of cowgirl boots he’d ever seen against the concrete floor. Her blonde curls tumbled downward, teasing the lower part of her back where her T-shirt had ridden up. Imagining the feel of all that temptingly tanned skin under his tongue made his mouth water. He swore he could already taste her. He grunted as his cock swelled at the thought of licking every inch of her.
He was suddenly very glad he’d stopped in tonight.
Joe held the bottle up as he approached her. “Whiskey okay?”
Her vibrant green eyes latched on to his. “Sure.”
Smiling, he just barely resisted the urge to lean in and kiss her. Instead he trailed his fingers across the exposed skin on her back, resting his palm in the sexy little bend above her belt. The feel of her warm skin had his already engorged erection pressing painfully against his zipper. “Ready?”
“Sure,” she said again.
“Things are gonna go very well for us tonight, Mandy, if you stay so agreeable,” he teased with a wink. He chuckled at her sharp intake of breath as he guided her out the door.
The cool air hit them as they walked outside. Amanda was quiet beside him as he led her across the gravel to the only car left in the parking lot that didn’t belong to Jake. Joe had ridden in on his Harley and there was no way he was putting her on the back of his bike without the proper gear.
He glanced at her apologetically. “While I’d love to take you for a ride on my bike, tonight isn’t that night. Only one helmet,” he said at her puzzled frown. “I can follow you or…” He waited to see if she’d jump in, hoped she’d jump in. Anything to get her talking. “Mandy?”
She shook her head slightly. “No, no. It’s chilly out. Why don’t you ride with me?”
“You okay to drive?” He looked at her with mock sternness and gently raised her abused knuckles to his lips. That earned him a sweet smile.
“I’m sure I can manage.”
Joe sighed and let her hand drop. Maybe she was having second thoughts. He wasn’t sure what had caused her to close off all of a sudden, but one thing was for sure—he was going to play this out. He suddenly wanted to break down her walls and see what was there. He wanted to hear her laugh. He wanted her to cry out his name in pleasure.
He wanted her naked.
Oh yeah, he was going to play this out. “Lead the way, Mandy. I’m all yours.”