Crawl in Bed With Morticia Knight #authorinterview #mmromance #pridepromotions

Crawling Into Bed With (Morticia Knight)
And a Good Book

Important things first, are these sheets silk or cotton?
Flannel. I live in the Pacific Northwest.

What are you wearing?
Ahem. Predictably, flannel. But they’re men’s jammies, so they have that drafty front door in the bottoms.

What are we snacking on in bed while we read tonight?
Jalapeno Cheetos – yum! I can’t have chocolate until I finish my latest WIP. Then I get a Reese’s peanut butter cup. I’m like a Labrador that way - you can bribe me with treats. Please pass this along to my editor. 

I'll be sure to tag her! If I open this nightstand drawer, what will I find?
Condoms from 1997. I might want to rethink those. Oh wait, I bet these breath mints are still good. *pops one in mouth then gags* Nope.

Do you roll up in the blankets like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night?
Burrito, then weird scrunched up tutu, then I re-burrito in the morning after all my limbs have frozen.

Can I put my cold feet on your calves to warm them up?
Not unless you want me to drop kick you across the room.

What are we reading?
Secret Fire (Uniform Encounters 5)
Even though it’s part of a series, you can read it all on its own. Here’s a sample taste:
As soon as he rounded the corner to where he knew Daryl would be, he halted in shock. It resembled some sort of man nest. There were empty soda and beer cans strewn about, dirty clothes and underwear scattered on the floor, an empty pizza box and paper Chinese food containers—all in some weird semicircle around Daryl’s zonked out body on the couch. Before him on the coffee table were the remotes, a gaming controller and…
Is that a whisky bottle?
He gazed down at Daryl, heartbroken for him, for both of them. It was so silly. Why was he doing this? It was as though he was making himself suffer, as though he’d woken up the other morning, realized that he was unbelievably happy and had to piss all over it.
Like that first time at the park.
“Okay, big boy, let’s get you in bed.”
It was obvious there would be zero chance of having a decent conversation with him in his current state. He jostled Daryl’s shoulder and he didn’t budge. He shook him harder and he heard a grunt.
Fuck. How much did he drink?
He knew hard liquor wasn’t Daryl’s thing, so he must have been really beat up inside to want to opt for it. Finally, he managed to get a louder grunt out of him.
“Daryl. For real. Come on, you can’t stay out here on the couch all night.”
Zach tugged on his shirt, and Daryl performed his own version of sluggishly yanking it away.
“I fuckin’ do what I want.”
He’d growled it out, his speech slurred, his eyelids barely able to stay open.
Zach leaned over to pull Daryl up by hugging him and slipping his arms under Daryl’s.
“Of course you do. Now let’s get you to the bedroom so I can tuck you in.”
Daryl’s head lolled back and he squinted at Zach, frowning.
“Where you come from?”
“Ah, butchering the English language, I see. Now I know it’s serious. I came from outside. Come on, babe, help me out here.”
Zach tugged, but Daryl was like a fleshy bag of dead weight. Breathless, Zach plopped down next to him. Daryl kept frowning and staring at him as if he were one of Jacob Marley’s ghosts.
“Why, Zach? Why?”
It was Zach’s turn to frown.
“Why what?”
“I thought we haz somethin’ good here, somethin’…” He looked around the room then grabbed his head. He moaned. “Us, good with us.”
Zach took Daryl’s hand and held it sandwiched between his. There was so much agonizing pain on Daryl’s face. Touching him like that for the first time in almost a week brought him back to the place where he knew that Daryl’s touch was the only one meant for him.
“Daryl, it’s so much more than good, it’s the most amazing thing ever. I don’t know what’s going on with you right now, but you are wasted. Let’s go to bed and we can talk about it in the morning when you feel better.”
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Find Morticia Online at :
Morticia Knight’s author page at Totally Bound: https://www.totallybound.com/author/morticia-knight

Morticia Knight’s Blog: www.morticiaknight.blogspot.com


  1. Lol...loved the interview, 1997 condoms? See if they are good water balloons. And so need secret fire off to find.


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