D. Howard here. I write contemporary and paranormal erotic romance. With the
release on December 13th of my second book in the COSTA MESA Series, Toe the
Line, I’d like to discuss my playlist for the book and how Holiday music can
lift our moods.
holiday themed, and the main protagonist, Piper Goldhirsch, is Jewish. In book
2, after two months apart, sea Captain Jack Spencer is determined to get Piper
back. They reunite and set sail for Catalina Island for the holidays, but when
a murderous convict escapes Orange County jail and hijacks their boat with them
aboard, the tides will rise.
that stuck out to me is It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year, originally
written by Eddie Pola and George Wyle, sung in a jazzy rendition by Harry
Connick, Jr. Lately in America and in the media, there has been so much
political upheaval and unrest. This song really does bring it all into
perspective about what a wonderful time of year it is for people of all
backgrounds, ethnicities, political persuasions, and sexual preferences to set
aside animosity and focus on the spirit of giving that the Holidays bring. It’s
a wonderful time of year to come together, to hope, and believe in miracles.
holiday season, and I hope all your wishes may come true from Santa. ;)
way up to the deck and pushed the cushioned bench away from the wheel and helm.
He preferred to stand while he navigated, and he enjoyed the way the wind
played on his face. He walked over to the dock pilings and cast off their
moorings and then went over to the wheel, started the boat, and threw it into
reverse, pulling away from the dock. He felt on top of the world. Once he had
the boat turned and started the thrust, the bow of the boat cut through the
water like a pair of sharp scissors down silk. Right away, he’d noticed the
difference from the much larger and older Pacific Explorer; this boat sailed
smoothly and almost glided through the waves. Of course, they were still in the
bay, so it would be different once they were out on the open ocean.
how in the hell he’d convinced Piper to come with him, but he wouldn’t let this
chance slip through his fingers. She would get the royal treatment and nothing
less. With a thankful heart, he took Butterfly Eyes out to sea. He’d had a few
practice runs after he’d bought the boat, but this was the first proper trip.
He was excited. As a child, he’d thought his preoccupation with the ocean made
him strange, until he’d realized it was a passion.
their high when they rock climbed, jumped out of airplanes, or skied off a
fresh, powdery slope. For Jack, it had been and would always be the deep-blue
sea. Nothing made a man feel more insignificant than being a small speck out on
the ocean. It also made him feel unique and powerful, something that drew him
back each day. He had hired two new tour captains since business took off in
November, w had left him more free time to get his life in order.
bay and chartered into open water, Jack passed a pod of dolphins he normally saw
when on his whale-watching tours. The sun shimmered and highlighted their
grey-white bodies. The glare from the sun lit a golden path along the ridges of
the waves. He opened his shirt so he could feel the wind on his chest, turned
on some music, and watched the dolphins swim beside the boat. They loved a free
ride. People could learn a lot about how to treat each other from the ocean.
Dolphins stuck together, had each other’s backs, and watched out for one
another when a shark came.
stood with her hand on the top of the bench seat. She wore cutoff jean shorts
and one of his white shirts, buttoned a little between her breasts and tied at
the midriff. Her flat abs peeked out at him. Her dark curls flowed loose and
free about her face. She’d never looked more beautiful.
deep in thought.”
eyebrow at her and returned his attention to the water.
“What man is ever deep in thought?”
nice now. Not all of us men are idiots. I mean, the majority are, but not all.”
with Larry for years, so you can’t blame me for a little disillusionment.”
to set you straight.” He glanced at her. She stood in the sun, and the breeze
lifted her hair. That wicked, wide mouth of hers set his imagination into
overdrive. He crooked a finger at her. “C’mere. You’re taking command.”
lips and sashayed toward him with a confident prowl. “Ooh, I like being in
command. It’s sexy.”
He brought both her hands up to the varnished wheel. “Stay right there,” he
breathed in her ear. He reached past her and switched the radio to CD mode. He
selected a track, and “Let It Snow” began to play. “Hang on,” he said. He
flipped on a light switch on an adjacent wall, and colorful fairy lights atop
the boat and all around the helm lit up.
flat remote control from his pocket and hit a button. Piper looked around. Then
a snowflake landed on her nose, followed by several more, until thick, white
flakes fell through the open sunroof. Her face lit up in a huge grin, and she
shook her head fondly.
snow… Jack Spencer, you’re a romantic.”
crusty-old sea dog. I have no idea what you’re even talking about,” he said
snowflake off Piper’s face. She laughed as the holiday jingle serenaded them.
top of her head and watched the ocean. Piper sighed and leaned into him.
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