About the Book
Title Darling's Desire
Genre Romantic Suspense
Author Name TD Hassett
Book heat level (based on movie ratings): R
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Interview with TD Hassett
Why did you write this book?
I didn't mean to write this book, it just wouldn't leave me alone. I had been working on my first paranormal romance and this suspenseful love story kept bugging me. I couldn't stop thinking about Darling Roberts and her story. Maybe it was because I named my Siamese cat after her character but whatever, I couldn't get her situation out of my head.
Perhaps another reason the story wouldn't leave me alone was the setting. The story takes place primarily on a secluded lake in
Connecticut where some folks
have gone missing. I live on just such a lake, although to my knowledge no one has
turned up murdered around here. For a variety of reasons the hero and heroine will
have to weather a couple of weeks together in a spooky lake house. Passion, drama
and mystery ensue. I promise a happy ending but I refuse to make it easy for this
What is your favorite genre to read?
I love contemporary romance the most, followed closely by historical romance and mystery.
What is your favorite character from fiction (not including your own characters)?
I just finished reading another author's series and fell a little in love with Jack Storm. He's another sexy rock god with a good heart. What's not to like?
Do you enjoy films and/or TV shows? Which are your favorites?
I watch a lot of movies but not so much television. I did really enjoy Lost, especially all those episodes where Sawyer takes his shirt off. His character called to me.
What are you working on at the moment, and what are we likely to see from you in the coming months?
I am working on two books right now. One is about an Incubus that falls in love with a veterinary technician. Will his love be strong enough to let her go with her soul intact? I am also working on the prequel to my Love and Music Series. The band is just starting to get off the ground when Rick Houston is injured on stage. Troubled nurse, Jenni Mitchell can't stand this rude rocker and can't wait to get him off of her floor. Unfortunately for her, Rick is going to be sticking by her for a while and there's nothing she can do to change that, at least not for three months. She needs money after Rick's advice gets her fired and he needs a fiancé for a K1 visa to stay in the States. They're both hiding something from the other but neither will be brave enough to show their true selves. It has been fun writing about this opposite attracts couple.
Please tell us about your latest book.
Darling Roberts is going back to the lake house her mother disappeared from thirteen years ago. She needs to decide to stay or sell. The locals believe the place cursed, but her best friend thinks it would be a blast to spend the weekend there before heading to
Europe. BFF Madison is
determined to set Darling up even if that means dragging a recently widowed rock-and-roll
drummer to the scene of a murder.
Ross Daniels has a secret. He can't stand the pitying looks well-wishers have given him since his wife's accidental death. The European leg of the Becket tour can't come soon enough. A weekend stay at a mutual friend's lake house seems like a decent way to kill a couple of days before hopping a plane, at least until he spends some time with temptation herself. Passions ignite and Ross feels his heart beginning to beat again. Darling isn't who he thought she was and he can't get enough of her sweet soul and lush curves.
Darling is determined to take charge of her life and the lake house is just the place to begin. Ross is a scrumptious distraction but she knows she has to keep things in perspective. Why would a world famous drummer want to hang out with her in a small town that even the locals want her run out of?
He might have dozed for a bit but was wide-awake at the sound of a splash coming from the lake. He leaped to his feet and ran down the steps to the dock. His heart pounded in his chest. He looked out into the black water with only the gibbous moon and some twinkling lights from the house's windows aiding his view. There, just a dozen feet away and a couple feet down in the water. He slowly started to breathe again. This was no sea monster or what he'd feared the most, a toddling William fallen into the lake. This was a sea nymph come back to haunt him again.
He waited on the dock, watching the slow strokes of her arms slice through the water until she emerged into the night air. "You gave me a scare. I didn't know skinny-dipping was part of the party plans." She startled at his voice and sucked in a little water. He gave her a wink and watched her try to regain her composure.
"I'm not skinny-dipping, and I thought you went to bed." She swam closer to the dock and rested a hand on the scuffed wood.
Darling heaved herself out of the water and twisted her body to sit gracefully on the scarred deck. "Could you hand me that towel?" she asked, pointing to the neatly folded pile by his foot. Ross forced his attention away from Darling as she toweled her bathing suit-clad body dry. She wrapped it around her body sarong-style and wrung the water out of her hair.
"You often go swimming this late at night? I mean, I just want to know what time to be out here for the show." Ross shifted his weight from one foot to the other, wondering why the hell he was torturing himself by staying out here with Darling practically naked. The moon shone down, steam rising off the lake providing a mysterious glow.
"I haven't been here since I was nine years old, but yes, back then we used to come down for night swimming." She shivered a bit, and he caught sight of a flush of goose bumps on her skin. Guess the night air isn't quite so warm after a dip in the lake.
"You're shivering. Come here." Ross pulled her into his arms and rubbed his warm hands up and down her bare limbs to warm her. He really shouldn't be doing this. He was playing with fire.
"I didn't mind the chill afterward when I was a kid. Brrr." She snuggled against him, and he knew all was lost. He moved his finger under her chin and tipped her head back, finding her parted lips with his own. She didn't move a muscle. At first, it was like she was a statue until he gently licked her upper lip and pressed his kiss deeper into her mouth. Darling let out a soft mew and began nibbling on his mouth and sliding her tongue against his. She tasted like vanilla and salt and smelled of the fresh outdoors and something that was all her own scent. He pulled her tighter against him, teasing his erection against her soft belly and already thinking about what he would like to do next. It had been so long since he'd felt desire, at least desire that he acted upon. He was separated from her lush body by a beach towel and scraps of featherlight fabric, and the thought was driving him wild. He swept his tongue deep in between her lips, thrusting and tasting the way he wanted to plunder other parts of her. In that moment, on that dock under the moonlight, he felt passion and longing like he'd never experienced before. Damn, I'm going to need a dip in a cold lake to shake this.
"Are you the deep-water person?" A shrill voice came out of the shadows from the beach, jolting Ross and Darling apart.
She jumped to the side of him, and he instinctively shoved her behind his body. Ross whipped his head toward the stranger. "Who the hell are you?" he barked, still feeling startled.
"No, you're not from the deep water. You're just a stranger. I'm David. I'm David." The figure came a bit closer to the end of the dock, and now Ross could see that the voice belonged to a teenage boy. He squinted his eyes in the dim light and made out more details about David. That boy has lost too many balls in the high weeds, poor bastard. He had dark hair and thick glasses. He wore a loose T-shirt and jean shorts with old, worn sneakers. He clasped and unclasped his hands nervously before repeating himself. "I said, I'm David. I'm David, and you're a stranger, you're a stranger."
"My name is Ross, and this here is Darling. Do you live nearby, David?" Ross questioned him gently, realizing that the boy was probably autistic or intellectually disabled and not some wandering psychopath who was going to hack them both to bits with a machete. Like his mom used to say about the wildlife, this boy was probably more nervous coming across them than they'd been surprised by him. Either way, Ross kept an eye on David. The boy kicked at the sand a few times with his old sneakers and glanced behind him toward the driveway.
T.D. Hassett grew up reading the romance greats--Jackie Collins, Julie Garwood, and Judith McNaught. She was certain that life should be like a romance novel, with lots of passion, some incredible adventures, and a guaranteed happily ever after. She attended college in
earning a B.A. in History and an M.S. in Clinical Psychology before changing her
mind again and studying education. Currently Ms. Hassett lives in Connecticut with her very
patient husband and two young children. Her rambunctious family shares their home
with three crazy cats and a darling golden retriever named Delilah. Her eccentric
relatives and their quest to make her feel like the only normal nut in the family
tree inspire her writing.
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