Please help us welcome author Sorcha Mowbry to Novel Reflections. We’re the lucky blog that is helping to kick off the Sorcha’s Love Redeemed Blog Tour (for 18+)! And, make sure to follow and comment because there are goodies to be given away at every stop and tour wide!
Love Redeemed Blog Tour: A one night stand…or not.
Welcome to the first stop on my blog tour! Today I’m talking one night stands. In Love Redeemed, my new release, Serena Freement is looking to have a once in a lifetime experience. Well, once for a prostitute. Her pursuit of that experience leads to a one night stand…at least, it was supposed to be.
The idea of the one night stand turned something more is not particularly novel. Decadent, my publisher, has a whole series devoted to this idea. I have my own one night stand story that I self-published—the first in a series—that centers around cowboys. And of course, lots and lots of other writers have used the idea before.
As a reader, I have both seen it done well and not so well. Done badly, it can look like a rushed and superficial romance that has no real depth. Just a lot of wham bam thank you ma’am and then oh…but wait. I love you! Dramatic sigh. If it is done right, it can highlight the idea of two people having chemistry; that indefinable something that draws them together and keeps them there. A quintessential connectedness that is unexpectedly necessary in their lives.
In real-life…not so much. I haven’t personally had a one-nighter that became more. I had one that wanted to see me again, but I had to shut that down. It just wouldn’t have worked. We were friends, he was my first, and he had enlisted in the Navy and was supposed to be shipping out. Then suddenly he was delayed or not leaving—I can’t remember which—and he wanted to see me again. Huh? I picked him so there wouldn’t be anything but fond memories of my first time. No emotionally overwrought angst, regret, or anything else tied up in the memories. Dating afterwards would have been undoing everything I sought to accomplish with that decision.
Now, not that I was easy…but there were a few one night stands in my early days and none of them tried to be more than what they were; two consenting adults having a good time. Thank goodness! I mean, let’s be honest. Just because something works in a romance book does not mean it would translate well into real life.
So, how about you? Has anyone met their significant other through a one night stand? How about any favorite books that use this idea? Do you even like it as a plot device?
Love Redeemed Blog Tour & Giveaway:
At each stop of the blog tour I will give away a copy of Love Revealed (Book 1) of the series. At the end of the 11 day tour a grand prize of a $25 All Romance eBook (ARe) store gift card and one copy of my back list will be given away to one lucky winner.
Rules (Cause you know there have to be rules!)
1. Winners of the individual blog stops will not be eligible to win the grand prize
2. One comment per stop will be eligible for the drawings (so be sure to answer my questions!)
3. The contest is open internationally
4. Commenters must include an email so they can be contacted
5. Any prize not claimed within 48hrs will be subject to forfeiture and a new winner drawn
Love Redeemed (Book 2, The Market Series)
Coming November 27th
Brennan Whitling wants for nothing but the love of a good woman. He has a close family, good friends, and a successful textiles import business. But, a beautiful and elusive young woman he has only seen from afar haunts him. Until a chance meeting leads to far more than dinner.
Serena Freemont has only ever known the life of a prostitute. When an invitation to dinner by a handsome gentleman provides her an opportunity to experience life as a young lady, it’s too tempting to pass up. Much like the man issuing it. After a night of passion she must disappear or face his reaction when the truth is revealed.
To find happiness Serena must shed her past long enough to realize she is worthy of a future. To win her heart, Brennan must show her the redemptive power of love.
“Are you all right, Miss?”
For a moment, for this moment, she was a normal young woman experiencing the attentions of a handsome young man. Heat crept up her cheeks as he held her hatbox out, and the burning had nothing to do with the sun. “I-I— Yes, I am. Thank you.” His blue-gray eyes seemed to bore into her.
“I am so glad. I was sure you were a goner there for a moment.” He flashed a brilliant grin liquefying Serena’s insides instantly. “Please let me introduce myself. I’m Mr. Brennan Whitling of Whitling Textiles Importers and Wholesalers.”
“How do you do, Mr. Whitling?” Serena allowed her lips to curve up ever so slightly. “I am Miss Serena Freemont.”
“It is a pleasure. Might I interest you and your”—he glanced around the bustling street as his grin faded in confusion— “chaperone in a cup of tea?”
A wave of horror swept over Serena. Chaperone? Harlots did not require one of those. “Oh, Aunt Henrietta is in the bookstore, and I fear she will be in there a very long time. I am certain she won’t notice if we slip off for a quick spot of tea.”
“Excellent! There is a lovely little shop just up the street.” A beautiful smile spread across his face, causing her pulse to quicken.
He escorted her up the block where they stopped at a quaint little teashop. They settled in at a table and ordered a pot of tea.
“What has you on Bond Street today, Mr. Whitling?” They sat in semi privacy at the back of the shop.
“Oh, I was visiting some of my customers and taking new orders. I am very glad I was there to help you, and by virtue of said assistance make your acquaintance.” Did his already deep voice grow huskier? Their tea service arrived, dispelling the moment.
“As am I. Landing on my backside in the middle of the street would have been rather embarrassing. But in truth, thank you for your assistance today, and now the tea.” She lifted her freshly prepared cup to her lips and took a dainty sip from the delicate china. Through lowered lashes, she watched his graceful movements as he prepared his own.
“It is my pleasure on both accounts. You seem familiar to me. Have we met somewhere before? A ball perhaps?”