Thursday, October 10, 2013

A la carte Kiss by Mae Clair @KMNbooks @MaeClair1 #flashfictionbash #giveaway #Free

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KAREN: Mae Clair is the author of character-driven fiction in settings that vary from contemporary to mythical. Her Flash Fiction tale, A la carte Kiss, is sure to entertain and convince you that you need one of those dishes to go. Bon Appetit!  

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A la carte Kiss by Mae Clair

Alana picked at her grilled chicken salad. Hungry when she and Lucian arrived at the restaurant, her appetite had since taken a nosedive. Her companion’s fey, exceptional looks routinely attracted attention wherever he went, but he hadn’t removed his sunglasses and that made him seem odder still. She expected one of the dining patrons to leap from their seat, stab a finger in his direction and shriek “Vampire!” Maybe lunch hadn’t been the brightest given she was with a man who looked like he’d stepped from the pages for a Victorian-era novel.

“I’m making you uncomfortable,” he observed.

“No. Well . . . .”  She prodded a plump piece of chicken, choosing her words. “You’d blend in better if you ate something.”

He grinned faintly.  “There’s no O-positive on the menu. I ordered coffee, isn’t that enough?”

She frowned, thinking how out of place he looked from the metrosexuals who juggled lunch over iPads and smartphones, texting, tweeting and sending emails.  They’d never been to a restaurant together. Mainly because Lucian didn’t eat. Couldn’t eat. He could ingest fluids—coffee, soft drinks, broth, even alcohol, though the latter had no effect on him. But solid food was abhorrent, guaranteed to make him sick. Just one more reason they were incompatible. “I shouldn’t have let you talk me into lunch.”

Why had she? To spend another hour with him? How pathetic.

“You were hungry and needed to eat.” He sent an arch glance to her plate. “Since you’ve done little of that, you might as well tell me what’s bothering you.”

She shipped her lemon water, biding time.  “That’s a loaded question.”

“I live dangerously. Give me a loaded answer.”

His tone was bantering but he seemed sincere. She couldn’t dance around her feelings forever. Why not spill her guts? There were worse ways to confess heartache than over grilled chicken and romaine.

“All right, I’ll tell you what’s bothering me.” Alana pushed her plate away, thankful she couldn’t see his eyes behind the dark blue lenses of his glasses. Odds were she’d never be this bold again. “I’m almost twenty-eight. Single, attractive. Even sexy you might say - -”  

“In two centuries I’ve never seen a better pair of legs.”

She tilted her head and flashed a sultry smile. “And all this time I thought you liked boys. Maybe now you can explain why we spend two-thirds of our time flirting, and the other third pretending we’re not attracted to one another.”

The humor melted from his mouth. “How’s your salad?”

“What?”

“Your salad. I hope you enjoy it, because I can’t remember what food tastes like. Does that answer your question?”

“That’s a coward’s way out.”

“Precisely.” He stood, gathering his overcoat from an adjacent chair. “Enjoy your lunch, Alana.”
He was halfway to the front door before frustration propelled her in his wake. Determined, she caught him in the lobby and tugged him off to the side.

“You didn’t let me finish.” Her voice was clipped, tremulous with emotion. She looked up at him, jet black hair splayed over her shoulders, heart in her throat. “I’m almost twenty-eight, single, attractive - - and yes, damn it, sexy - - but I can’t find a man to hold my interest. In the last five years I’ve dated a district attorney, a pilot, even a professional race car driver. But every one left me feeling empty. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

He placed a hand on her shoulder. “Don’t do this. I shouldn’t have asked you for honesty.”

“Are you afraid of the truth?”

He closed his eyes, his expression pained. In the limited light she could see the sweep of his lashes behind his dark lenses. “I’m afraid to admit the truth. There’s a difference.”

“What are you saying?”

Rather than reply, he wrenched her close. His lips crushed hers, the taste of him like exotic spice and midnight skies. Heady sensation streaked through her, bold, almost painful. Unwilling to let go, she locked her arms around his neck.
  
“Excuse me, miss.”

She tensed, annoyed by the voice. The intrusive braying voice that did not belong to her beloved vampire. Lucian started to pull away and she made a soft sound in the back of her throat. The voice came again, insistently this time. “Miss.”

What is it?” Infuriated, she spun on the intruder. Lost in Lucian’s kiss, she had momentarily forgotten where she was, what she was doing. Reality crashed around her when she realized she’d made a spectacle of herself. A small group of people still waiting to be seated glanced in her direction, whispering behind their hands. The man who’d taken their lunch order extended her coat, his expression stuffy.

“You left this at your table, Miss. I thought you might need it given how cold it is outside.” His glance slid sideways to Lucian and his mouth compressed in a line of distaste. “Although you seemed warm enough a moment ago.”

Lucian bowed his head, and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Mortals,” he muttered so that only she heard.

Laughing, Alana snagged the coat. “I suppose you’d like us to pay for the lunch as well?” she asked the waiter.

He raised an eyebrow. “You haven’t ordered dessert.”

Lucian dug for his wallet. “The lady and I will have that outside. Without an audience.”  The glance he slanted in her direction sent a spike of heat cascading down her spine.

She flushed, delighted to realize he’d found something to suit his unique taste after all.

~ooOOoo~

About the Book: TWELFTH SUN

The hunky young PhD knows all about seduction, but what does he know about love?

Reagan Cassidy is settled in her life. She has a thriving interior design firm, an upscale condo, two cats, and a goldfish. As a favor to her uncle, she agrees to team up with his marine archeologist friend to validate and retrieve a nineteenth-century journal, reputedly that of a passenger aboard the doomed schooner Twelfth Sun. Finding a hunky twenty-five-year-old coming out of the shower in her hotel room wasn’t part of the deal, but it’s hard to complain…

Dr. Elijah Cross is cocky and he knows it. He enjoys trading barbs with the lovely Reagan. Barbs, and some innuendo. He can tell she’d rather get back home to her business than stick around for the extended treasure hunt they’ve been talked into, but he’s fine with the situation. At least, until the “clues” start getting personal.

Reagan finds Dr. Gorgeous is as skilled in matters of the heart as he is behind the lectern. Throw in a series of clues which mean more to Elijah than he’ll explain, several odd-ball competitors out to win the journal, a saboteur, and a lavish seaside mansion, and Reagan has enough trouble keeping her head straight, let alone her heart.

WARNING: Younger man, older woman, nautical riddles and romance.

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Whether I’m writing about vampires in a sprawling historical home, werewolves in the contemporary world, or a May-December romance set at a seaside mansion, I love to weave mystery and romance. What type of settings do you enjoy as a backdrop for a novel?

About the Author:
Mae Clair opened a Pandora’s Box of characters when she was a child and never looked back.  Her father, an artist who tinkered with writing, encouraged her to create make-believe worlds by spinning tales of far-off places on summer nights beneath the stars. She snagged the tail of a comet, hitched a ride, and discovered her writer’s Muse on the journey. 

Mae loves creating character-driven fiction in settings that vary from contemporary to mythical. Wherever her pen takes her, she flavors her stories with conflict, romance and elements of mystery. She has been actively involved in writing and critique groups, and is a past President of the Central Pennsylvania Writers Organization.

Married to her high school sweetheart, she lives in Pennsylvania and is passionate about writing, old photographs, a good Maine lobster tail and cats.

You can find Mae Clair at the following haunts:
Twitter (@MaeClair1)
Facebook Author Page
Amazon Author Page
Goodreads

30 comments:

Karen Michelle Nutt said... Best Blogger Tips

Mae,

I'm so glad you have you here! I enjoyed your story. :) Can I place an order to go? lol

maeclair.net said... Best Blogger Tips

LOL! Thanks, Karen. Love being here and I loved your clever intro. :)

Debbie Peterson said... Best Blogger Tips

Okay...I want to know what happened outside, Mae (taps her toe...) Great story!

L.J. Kentowski said... Best Blogger Tips

As always, Mae, you snag me up into your intriguing tales! Loved it!

Mae said... Best Blogger Tips

LOL! I guess I'll have to write another story :)

Glad you enjoyed it, Debbie!

maeclair.net said... Best Blogger Tips

Thanks, L.J. It was fun writing something with a vampire as opposed to a werewolf for a change :)

Shannon R said... Best Blogger Tips

I love when they are set somewhere warm and tropical. I think it is a fun place to start a story when you go to a fantasy type local

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Jean MP said... Best Blogger Tips

That was a great story, course I want to read more of it!
I like when they are set in castles and old houses, so much history can be found in those type of settings, not to mention, they can be rather spooky and dark.
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Emma Meade said... Best Blogger Tips

“In two centuries I’ve never seen a better pair of legs.” Love that line.
Great piece of flash fiction, Mae.
I love vampire stories with a New Orleans backdrop.

Mae Clair said... Best Blogger Tips

Hi, Shannon. Mmm, tropical and warm. I could use a bit of that right now. I always enjoy a good tropical setting. Thanks for commenting!

Mae Clair said... Best Blogger Tips

Old houses are one of my favorites, Jean. I love spooky, dark settings, especially for a mystery or paranormal. Great choice and I'm glad you enjoyed the story!

maeclair.net said... Best Blogger Tips

New Orleans and vampires! YUM! It puts me in the mood to read something like that right now :)

Glad you enjoyed the flashfic, Emma!

Karen Michelle Nutt said... Best Blogger Tips

@maeclair.netGlad you liked the intro. :) Great story. :)

Karen Michelle Nutt said... Best Blogger Tips

@Emma MeadeThat was a great line. :)

Katrina Gillian said... Best Blogger Tips

Mae,

I loved your story and wanted more! Your book sounds interesting, too.

I'm going have to check out your books.

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amanda whitley said... Best Blogger Tips

i like stories that take place in present day and in new england since thats where i live so i can relate and be familiar.

Jacqueline Seewald said... Best Blogger Tips

Lovely story!

bn100 said... Best Blogger Tips

Don't really mind the setting; care more about the story

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Shadow said... Best Blogger Tips

I seen this one the other day! Looks awesome! I already have it added to my wishlist! Thank you for sharing!
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Celtic Chick said... Best Blogger Tips

I enjoyed the flirting between the two. I guess that counts as foreplay.:)

Kelley

Cara Marsi said... Best Blogger Tips

I want to know what happened outside too. Very sexy story!

maeclair.net said... Best Blogger Tips

Hi, Katrina! So glad you liked A la carte Kiss and I'm delighted you're going to check out my books. Yipee!! Thanks for looking into them :)

maeclair.net said... Best Blogger Tips

Hello, Amanda. I love a New England setting. It's what I used for Twelfth Sun. It seemed the perfect spot for a seaside mansion :)

maeclair.net said... Best Blogger Tips

Thank you, Jacqueline!

maeclair.net said... Best Blogger Tips

I agree that story is definitely at the heart of any book, bn100!

maeclair.net said... Best Blogger Tips

Hi, Shadow. I'm delighted to hear Twelfth Sun is on your wish list! :)

maeclair.net said... Best Blogger Tips

Hi, Kelley! I love to write flirting banter. I'm glad you enjoyed it :)

maeclair.net said... Best Blogger Tips

Hi, Cara. Love your avatar :)

I think someday I'll have to turn this into a novella, LOL. Thanks for reading!

maeclair.net said... Best Blogger Tips

Thanks to everyone for reading A la carte Kiss and commenting on my Halloween offering. A special thanks to Karen for inviting me to her flash fiction bash. What fun! :)

Congratulations to Jean MP who is the winner of my $5.00 gift card from Amazon. I hope everyone has a fun Halloween filled with plenty of treats :)

Emily said... Best Blogger Tips

I love sci-fi backdrops, seeing the world an author has created.