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My Wild Elevator Ride: A Short Story

Writers work in a cubicle surrounded by books, computers, and ideas.

We get lonely.

So when we go out (which isn’t often when you’re trying to promote your work online and get through the quagmire of the first chapter in your next book), we get talkative.

And since today is Talk in an Elevator Day, I’m reminded of the time I was in an elevator in a hotel and a guy was chatting me up about his hundred thousand dollar a year sales job and his black BMW. Nice enough, but I wasn’t looking for anything more than an ice machine that worked. The one on my floor was broken.

The convo went something like this.

“You don’t want to drink alone,” he said, observing my ice bucket filled with chilled cubes.

“I have my laptop for company.” I smiled. “Besides, I have work to do.”

“Are you here with the software convention?” he asked warily.

“Well…” I wasn’t, but I decided to play along.

“No way…a pretty girl like you can’t be a techie.”

“Why not?” I shot back. “Can’t women use their brains to get ahead?”

“Not when they have natural attributes…” He eyed my chest. Mind you, I was wearing navy blue sweats and pink bunny slippers with floppy ears. This guy was either desperate or he’d been on the road too long.

“Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m a writer.”

“You’re kidding?” He seemed genuinely surprised, which didn’t help my ego. “What do you write?”

Ooh…I couldn’t resist shooting him the punch line.

“I write sexy novels.”

“Well, you are full of surprises,” he said, edging closer to me. “We should get to know each other better.”

The air in the elevator suddenly got stuffier and I prayed my deodorant didn’t work so he’d get the message. So far, no  one else had gotten on the elevator and I had two more stops before we got to my floor.

“I don’t think that would be a good idea,” I said, wiggling the ears on my rabbit slippers, hoping to shoot down this guy’s sex-o-meter. That should have stopped him right there.

It didn’t.

“How about a nightcap in my room? My bottle of bourbon and your–” He paused, wetting his lips. “Ice cubes.”

“You mean research?”

“Oh, yeah…”

“I bet,” I said.

I shouldn’t have opened my mouth, but sometimes we writers just ache to act like our heroines and throw back those snappy remarks. I tried to discourage him, but when he started breathing in my face, I knew I was in over my head. I did what any romance heroine would do.

I dumped the bucket of melting ice on his pinstripe suit.

“Hey, what the–” he called out and thank God, the elevator door opened. It wasn’t my floor, but I didn’t care. One more minute with Mr. BMW and I would have ended up served on a chilled platter. Before he could brush the ice off his shoulders, out I ran. Down the long corridor and then jammed down the stairway to the next floor to my room.

I never looked back.

I imagine that was the last time he tried to pick up a girl in an elevator wearing pink bunny slippers.

~Jina

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LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

LOVE ME FOREVER is a Kindle Scout selection and is available at Amazon.com on Kindle and Kindle Unlimited 

 

Virgin Kiss is #FREE Feb 14-16th: A very short story about the worst kiss…ever on #ValentinesDay

 

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VIRGIN KISS is a YA short story, a very short story, and it’s FREE February 14-16, 2016 on Kindle!!

Kisses and Chocolate…

Perfect for Valentine’s Day.

Chocolate is always good, but what if your first kiss, and I mean your VIRGIN KISS, on V-Day is just plain awful?

That’s what happened to Riley Murphy, a new student at Holywell High.

 

To overcome my shyness, my mom convinced me to try out for the Drama Club. Somehow I landed the leading role in a one-act Chekhov play. Yes, Chekhov. I played this mad, beautiful countess with passion and heart. I loved it. I came alive on stage. I could do anything, be anybody, say anything, I could—

—kiss the male lead?

A gangly sophomore named Luke Vanmeer with long greasy hair and an upper lip curled in a perpetual snarl? He was going to anoint my virgin lips with my first big kiss?

Forget the Altoids. I needed a stress pill.

I quit the play. They could find another dupe. Not me. I wasn’t going to let him use my lips for kissing practice.

Then I heard this little voice in my head telling me this was acting, right? Going through the motions at rehearsals and on stage didn’t count on the kissing scale. I could pucker up with him and still be a kissing virgin.

After that, I sailed through rehearsals, knowing my lines, and “connecting to my character,” according to the director, who insisted on method acting. That’s how the trouble started. We didn’t rehearse the kiss. He wanted a real kiss on stage, he said, not some phony smooch.

Find out what  happens when Luke tries to embarrass Riley on stage in front of the whole school on Valentine’s Day… VIRGIN KISS is FREE Feb 14-16!!

And check out the video with Riley:

Virgin Kiss from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

Don’t forget VIRGIN KISS is FREE Feb 14-16th!

Valentine’s Day BONUS:

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Why Jace Chantiers is the sexiest man alive and how I got to spend New Year’s Eve with him . . . oh, yeah #NewYearsEve

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Did you see that British tabloid?

Every female in London must have a copy pasted to her bedpost. I didn’t know who he was until I got on board the airbus after he blew me away with his offer to give me a free ticket home to San Francisco.

I never dreamed I’d be sitting in first class next to the sexiest man alive.Daily_Sneek_Jace_1200x1565

Me, Kacie Bennett.

Don’t get the wrong idea. He’s just trying to help me. Seems Megan, my youngest sister, threw a hissy fit when her jock boyfriend left her behind when he went off to college. But that was no reason for her to run  away from home to marry the first guy who asked her. A real creep, but that’s another story.

I want to talk about Jace Chantiers.

God, the man reeks masculinity from every pore. He’s built like a rock with shoulders so broad I swear the seams on his expensive suit are ready to rip apart. Handsome, rugged looks. He smells good, too. Spicy but with an undertone of citrus that makes me want to lean over and inhale him.

Not that I would. I’m a good girl. I run the family B&B: Bennett’s Bed & Breakfast, but the locals call it The 3 Bees. No hanky panky for me. Especially 30,000 feet up in the air. How I got here is a story in itself…

Gotta go. He’s making his play…rubbing his knee against mine. Giving me that look he’s famous for on the tabloid cover…taking off his suit jacket…damn, he’s opening his shirt. Oh, my God. His chest is muscular and bronze just like in the photo. He’s cupping my chin in his hand, his lips brushing mine…

Uh-oh, I think I’m about to find out why Jace Chantiers is the sexiest man alive…

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Will Kacie be able to resist the sexiest man alive?

Could you?

Come Fly with Me  is the story about a bad boy billionaire who hooks up with a lonely good girl on New  Year’s Eve at 30,000 feet in the air where…

Anything can happen.

Cheers!

~Jina

Come Fly with Me — Amazon Kindle and Kindle Unlimited

Come Fly with Me…had enough Sugar Plums? Have I got a treat for you for #NewYearsEve

 

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Muscular man with sexy abs and suit © Dunca Daniel | Dreamstime.com

Come Fly with Me — Amazon Kindle and Kindle Unlimited

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“Come Fly with Me”…in First Class on New Year’s Eve with a sexy billionaire

When I saw this photo of the girl with the suitcase, I wondered what was going through her head…did she pack enough sunscreen? Did she forget her vibrator?

Or did some sexy guy just offer her the chance to fly with him in first class?

I chose the latter…and wrote Come Fly with Me about a bad boy billionaire who hooks up with a lonely good girl on New Year’s Eve at 30,000 feet in the air where…

Anything can happen.

Cheers!

~Jina

Come Fly with Me — Amazon Kindle and Kindle Unlimited

Talk in an Elevator Day: and why I shouldn’t have opened my mouth

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Writers work in a cubicle surrounded by books, computers, and ideas.

We get lonely.

So when we go out (which isn’t often when you’re trying to promote your work online and get through the quagmire of the first chapter in your next book), we get talkative.

And since today is Talk in an Elevator Day, I’m reminded of the time I was in an elevator in a hotel and a guy was chatting me up about his hundred thousand dollar a year sales job and his black BMW. Nice enough, but I wasn’t looking for anything more than an ice machine that worked. The one on my floor was broken.

The convo went something like this.

“You don’t want to drink alone,” he said, observing my ice bucket filled with chilled cubes.

“I have my laptop for company.” I smiled. “Besides, I have work to do.”

“Are you here with the software convention?” he asked warily.

“Well…” I wasn’t, but I decided to play along.

“No way…a pretty girl like you can’t be a techie.”

“Why not?” I shot back. “Can’t women use their brains to get ahead?”

“Not when they have natural attributes…” He eyed my chest. Mind you, I was wearing navy blue sweats and pink bunny slippers with floppy ears. This guy was either desperate or he’d been on the road too long.

“Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m a writer.”

“You’re kidding?” He seemed genuinely surprised, which didn’t help my ego. “What do you write?”

Ooh…I couldn’t resist shooting him the punch line.

“I write sexy novels.”

“Well, you are full of surprises,” he said, edging closer to me. “We should get to know each other better.”

The air in the elevator suddenly got stuffier and I prayed my deodorant didn’t work so he’d get the message. So far, no  one else had gotten on the elevator and I had two more stops before we got to my floor.

“I don’t think that would be a good idea,” I said, wiggling the ears on my rabbit slippers, hoping to shoot down this guy’s sex-o-meter. That should have stopped him right there.

It didn’t.

“How about a nightcap in my room? My bottle of bourbon and your–” He paused, wetting his lips. “Ice cubes.”

“You mean research?”

“Oh, yeah…”

“I bet,” I said.

I shouldn’t have opened my mouth, but sometimes we writers just ache to act like our heroines and throw back those snappy remarks. I tried to discourage him, but when he started breathing in my face, I knew I was in over my head. I did what any romance heroine would do.

I dumped the bucket of melting ice on his pinstripe suit.

“Hey, what the–” he called out and thank God, the elevator door opened. It wasn’t my floor, but I didn’t care. One more minute with Mr. BMW and I would have ended up served on a chilled platter. Before he could brush the ice off his shoulders, out I ran. Down the long corridor and then jammed down the stairway to the next floor to my room.

I never looked back.

I imagine that was the last time he tried to pick up a girl in an elevator wearing pink bunny slippers.

~Jina

The book (novella) the girl is holding in the graphic is COME FLY WITH ME, when a bad boy billionaire hooks up with a lonely good girl at 30,000 feet in the air, anything can happen…

It’s one of my favorites…all about family and trying to find your way back home. Link to my Amazon page: COME FLY WITH ME. It’s FREE July 31, 2015

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BONUS: 

You can read the Prologue to LOVE ME FOREVER in its entirety at the end of COME FLY WITH ME.  So get your free copy and check it out!

If you love Civil War romance and time travel and TWO hunky military heroes, check out my Kindle Scout winner below.

~Jina
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LOVE ME FOREVER

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

LOVE ME FOREVER is a Kindle Scout selection and is now available for PRE-ORDER at Amazon.com!  

 

Jumping for joy: Love Me Forever is back on the Kindle Scout HOT list

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I’m back on the HOT list tonight at Kindle Scout!

I only have until April 28th 12 am EDT till my campaign is over…so this is a big deal. A really big deal.

Thank you to everyone who has nominated LOVE ME FOREVER!!!

She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
And time.

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LOVE ME FOREVER is on Kindle Scout — you can read the first 5,000 words HERE. You’ll meet both my heroines and both my heroes in the excerpt. If you nominate my story and it’s published by Kindle Scout, then you’ll receive a free copy!

It’s a saga of love and romance and war. Believe me, I walked every road, fought every battle with my characters, even walked around in a hoop skirt to “get it right.”

This is a book of the heart…any questions? Please ask!!

I’ll be back tomorrow with more about LOVE ME FOREVER and the Civil War…

If anyone feels like sharing a vote…I’ll be forever grateful!

Thank you for your support…

~Jina

LOVE ME FOREVER

 

My Virgin Kiss on My Sexy Saturday # 79…the awful truth

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My Sexy Saturday #79!! Click on this LINK or the graphic above to go to Blog Hop List!

Lynn Crain is a fab blogger and author. Give this girl a hand! She’s a tireless worker and a nice person. A special thank you and cyber chocolate to Lynn on this Valentine’s Day.

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Now for today’s 7 sexy paragraphs with a V-Day twist — VIRGIN KISS is a YA short story, a very short story, and it’s FREE this Saturday and Sunday on Kindle!!

Kisses and Chocolate…

Perfect for Valentine’s Day.

Chocolate is always good, but what if your first kiss, and I mean your VIRGIN KISS, on V-Day is just plain awful?

That’s what happened to Riley Murphy, a new student at Holywell High. Here’s how it starts in 7 kissing paragraphs:

To overcome my shyness, my mom convinced me to try out for the Drama Club. Somehow I landed the leading role in a one-act Chekhov play. Yes, Chekhov. I played this mad, beautiful countess with passion and heart. I loved it. I came alive on stage. I could do anything, be anybody, say anything, I could—

—kiss the male lead?

A gangly sophomore named Luke Vanmeer with long greasy hair and an upper lip curled in a perpetual snarl? He was going to anoint my virgin lips with my first big kiss?

Forget the Altoids. I needed a stress pill.

I quit the play. They could find another dupe. Not me. I wasn’t going to let him use my lips for kissing practice.

Then I heard this little voice in my head telling me this was acting, right? Going through the motions at rehearsals and on stage didn’t count on the kissing scale. I could pucker up with him and still be a kissing virgin.

After that, I sailed through rehearsals, knowing my lines, and “connecting to my character,” according to the director, who insisted on method acting. That’s how the trouble started. We didn’t rehearse the kiss. He wanted a real kiss on stage, he said, not some phony smooch.

Find out what  happens when Luke tries to embarrass Riley on stage in front of the whole school on Valentine’s Day… VIRGIN KISS is FREE Feb 14th and 15th, Saturday and Sunday!!

And check out the video with Riley:

Virgin Kiss from Jina Bacarr on Vimeo.

Don’t forget VIRGIN KISS is FREE Feb 14th and 15th, Saturday and Sunday!!

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You gotta love My Saturday every week with some fantastic excerpts.  Click on this LINK or the graphic above to go to Blog Hop List for more sexy fun!

Valentine’s Day BONUS:

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National Fun at Work Day with Mr. Hottie

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Whoops!

That gorgeous man you work for  just passed your desk and spilled your coffee.

“Let me help you,” he says, leaning over so he can get a whiff of your perfume and look down your blouse.

You return his stare with a strategic glance at the bulge in his pants.

Now what?

Before you can  count your Starbucks rewards, he’s got you on top of the desk, making mad, passionate love to you. Your heart is pounding, the burning ache between your legs driving you mad…

“…Miss Bennett-Jones, wake up!”

Uh-oh, it’s that dork with the plaid socks and squeaky voice in the cubicle next to you. Seems you were day-dreaming.

“Miss Bennett-Jones, meet your new boss.”

Hel-lo!

Mr. Hottie stares at you with those sexy bedroom eyes and says, “Having fun at work today?”

All you can do is nod and smile big when he spills your coffee…and what happens next ain’t a dream.

Happy Fun at Work Day!

~Jina

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Flights are grounded, but not in COME FLY WITH ME Join the mile high club with Kacie and Jace!New_Year_Come_Fly_200

A sexy novella for 99 cents — also available on Kindle Unlimited

National Hugging Day…the bare facts

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A hug is like a bug

In a rug

Warm, cozy, and so divine

Like the gentle bouquet of a glass of wine

A hug is good…naked is better anytime

With that special man to end this rhyme!

~Jina

 

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A sexy novella for 99 cents

 

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