Remmy has announced his contest winner: Alexx Momcat!
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Crawling Into Bed With: Remmy Duchene
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And a Good Book
Important things first, are
these sheets silk or cotton?: Whatever is clean and what time of year it is.
I'm Canadian so if it's winter, those silk ones will do no good lol.
What are you wearing?: *looks
down* My leather thong...*grins* no ripped jeans with a graphic MBLAQ Tee.
What are we snacking on in bed
while we read tonight?: Before this health thing - Hickory
If I open this nightstand
drawer, what will I find?: Oh come on! Really, you are going to do this to
me? *sigh* There's a box of condoms with dust on it *grins* am just playing I
don't have a nighstand per say. It's more of a thing with books under it. But
if I did, there would be empty boxes of condoms and empty cans of Red Bull!
Do you roll up in the blankets
like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night?
Kick them off. Half the time the heat is up too high in the winter and
well, the sheets just disappears *crawls into Lee's bed and kicks blankets off*
Can I put my cold feet on your
calves to warm them up?
Nah, that just sounds like torture.
What are we reading? Rajan's Seduction
"Don't you want to come see it first?" the salesman on the other end questioned.
Xavier rubbed his eyes. "Look, my back feels like someone ran over it with a dump truck. My spine is all out of whack and if I sleep on this old bed one more night I'm liable to become a paraplegic. So get the bed over here and do it by end of day. Can you do that? Because if you can't I'm going to have to find another store who can."
"No, we can do that, sir," the salesman replied. "Will there be anyone there to let the delivery men in?"
"I have to go to work. But tell me what time they'll be here and I'll make sure someone is here."
"That's just it. We have some deliveries before yours."
"Yeah, yeah whatever. Just get it here."
Xavier offered up his credit card number and all the particulars before hanging up. He might as well use some of the inheritance his aunt left him after her death. He wasn't sure he wanted to use any but he didn't make that much on a cop's salary. He'd never had to touch the money before, but he really didn't think his back would survive. With his first job of the day done, he picked up the phone again.
"Hey Marty. Are you going to be home today?" Xavier asked.
"Sorry man," Marty Samms replied. "I'm heading to Amsterdam right now. But Ali will be. What's up?"
"I'm having a delivery today and someone has to be at the house. But we both know I won't be here and I need it today."
"Are you finally getting a new bed? Because your old one is like--torture."
Xavier laughed. "Yes father, I am getting a new bed."
"All right. I'll ask Ali to come over. And don't worry, she'll make sure they set it up for you and everything. We both know they don't want to mess with her."
Xavier thanked his best friend. "Tell Ali I'll buy her dinner."
Marty laughed. "Yes, as long as it's Japanese, my sister will be all over it."
"I remember."
The shower was next, right after he flipped on the coffee maker. By the time he got out of the shower, Xavier knew he had to run if he was going to make it to the station on time.
* * * *
Xavier walked into the station house and chucked his jacket into his chair. He had no idea why he even brought it. It wasn't cold outside. For some reason he was in a horrid mood that morning and the fact he'd driven through Eros to get to Century ticked him off even more. The traffic through the small town was a nightmare. He turned on his computer and scanned the daily reports. Nothing caught his attention but there were a few warrants on his desk he and his team needed to execute for the local police. The badge he wore dug into his side but he was so used to it. He ignored it and fingered through the different warrants. He found the hardest one and stuck it to the top. He figured if they could get that one done first--it would give his team a high... motivation to go after the others.
Dragging his fingers through his hair, he walked into the break room to find two of his team members there trying to catch peanuts in their mouths by tossing them in the air first. Xavier blinked but said nothing. He walked to the coffeemaker and dumped some coffee into a cup. He took a sip, made a face and chucked the cup and its contents into the sink.
"Battery acid, huh," Mark "Muse" Dempsey chuckled.
"You coulda warned me!" Xavier muttered irritably and flopped into a nearby chair. He reached into a box on the table and pulled out a donut.
"What? And miss the look on your face?" Jackson "Salsa" Brown questioned. "You're kidding, right?"
He made a sound in the back of his throat.
"I really think you need to get laid," Muse laughed. "It's been too long and you're starting to implode."
Xavier made a face. "Pervert."
"Did you go see the Cap'n yet?" Muse asked. "He's been asking for you."
"Shit!" Xavier dropped the donut back in the box and pushed from his chair. "Just when I thought the day couldn't get worse."
"What did you do this time?" Salsa wanted to know.
"Who said I did anything? If I did, I can't remember."
Both Muse and Salsa burst out laughing and Xavier simply stormed from the room muttering a few well-placed profanities. He stopped by his desk trying to remember why he detoured and when he couldn't, Xavier made his way to the captain's office and knocked.
"Come in!" Captain Fiorelli called.
Xavier stepped into the office and closed the door behind him. Without being invited to, he tossed his body into a chair and stretched his legs out before him. The captain was still having a hushed conversation on the phone by the window, so he waited quietly but impatiently to be addressed.
"Sorry about that. Never have children," Fiorelli joked, hanging up the phone. "Or have children but give them up for adoption the moment you realize they're becoming teenagers."
Xavier laughed. "My father would agree with you. You wanted to see me?"
"Yes... There's this actor who received his first English role," Fiorelli said. "And he will be playing a SWAT officer. I would like him to shadow you."
Xavier arched a brow. He really didn't like the idea. Shifting in his seat, he held his breath only releasing it when he spoke. "I don't like this," he said. "I can't babysit some actor."
"Look, the commissioner asked this favor and I told him yes. He's just going to follow you around. The rules are simple--he doesn't go through the door with you guys, ever. He must wear a vest and keep his head down."
"That's going to make me feel better? Cap'n! It's a civilian!"
"I know. But he won't be following too long."
"How long?"
"A week."
"Oh no--that's not too long at all. When does this start?"
Fiorelli looked down at this desk to a piece of paper before him, he seemed to skim the info there before looking up at Xavier. "Tomorrow."
Sons of Eros 2: Rajan's Seduction
Successful Bollywood actor Rajan Anatolis has done many things to
prepare for a role, but nothing like following a SWAT team. Captain Xavier
Crawford hates untrained shadows. But how can he possibly object when the man
is so damn sexy?
Rajan Anatolis has made the move from Bollywood to Hollywood. His first
role is playing a New York City SWAT officer. In order to prepare, he has to
shadow the Century City CT SWAT team and he and his brothers are worried about
the risks involved. But more hazardous is dealing with the sexy leader, a mocha
Adonis who hates untrained observers interfering with his work and putting his
squad at risk.
Xavier Crawford loves his team. The last thing he wants is some
untrained, spoiled actor coming in and putting them all in danger. He isn't
ready for Rajan or his reaction to the gorgeous man; the moment he sees him,
all Xavier wants to do is rip the actor's clothes off. What happens when what
he wants and what his heart and body want are different things?
Excerpt:
When morning finally dawned over Excelsior, it wasn't
welcomed. Xavier Crawford wanted nothing to do with it. His eyes burned as
though someone had tossed sand in them and every muscle in his body hurt. The
day before his team busted through a door and he had to tackle some guy with a
handgun. Moaning, he rolled over and pushed into a sitting position, rubbing
his lower back with a large hand. Each time he woke up to so much discomfort he
thought about getting a new bed, but why bother? He was the only one sleeping
in it. Once again, he thought of a new bed and this time, he hobbled down the
stairs into the den. He turned on the laptop and scanned the internet until he
found the furniture store he'd always used. Searching through the website--he
found a large bed and grabbed the phone."Don't you want to come see it first?" the salesman on the other end questioned.
Xavier rubbed his eyes. "Look, my back feels like someone ran over it with a dump truck. My spine is all out of whack and if I sleep on this old bed one more night I'm liable to become a paraplegic. So get the bed over here and do it by end of day. Can you do that? Because if you can't I'm going to have to find another store who can."
"No, we can do that, sir," the salesman replied. "Will there be anyone there to let the delivery men in?"
"I have to go to work. But tell me what time they'll be here and I'll make sure someone is here."
"That's just it. We have some deliveries before yours."
"Yeah, yeah whatever. Just get it here."
Xavier offered up his credit card number and all the particulars before hanging up. He might as well use some of the inheritance his aunt left him after her death. He wasn't sure he wanted to use any but he didn't make that much on a cop's salary. He'd never had to touch the money before, but he really didn't think his back would survive. With his first job of the day done, he picked up the phone again.
"Hey Marty. Are you going to be home today?" Xavier asked.
"Sorry man," Marty Samms replied. "I'm heading to Amsterdam right now. But Ali will be. What's up?"
"I'm having a delivery today and someone has to be at the house. But we both know I won't be here and I need it today."
"Are you finally getting a new bed? Because your old one is like--torture."
Xavier laughed. "Yes father, I am getting a new bed."
"All right. I'll ask Ali to come over. And don't worry, she'll make sure they set it up for you and everything. We both know they don't want to mess with her."
Xavier thanked his best friend. "Tell Ali I'll buy her dinner."
Marty laughed. "Yes, as long as it's Japanese, my sister will be all over it."
"I remember."
The shower was next, right after he flipped on the coffee maker. By the time he got out of the shower, Xavier knew he had to run if he was going to make it to the station on time.
* * * *
Xavier walked into the station house and chucked his jacket into his chair. He had no idea why he even brought it. It wasn't cold outside. For some reason he was in a horrid mood that morning and the fact he'd driven through Eros to get to Century ticked him off even more. The traffic through the small town was a nightmare. He turned on his computer and scanned the daily reports. Nothing caught his attention but there were a few warrants on his desk he and his team needed to execute for the local police. The badge he wore dug into his side but he was so used to it. He ignored it and fingered through the different warrants. He found the hardest one and stuck it to the top. He figured if they could get that one done first--it would give his team a high... motivation to go after the others.
Dragging his fingers through his hair, he walked into the break room to find two of his team members there trying to catch peanuts in their mouths by tossing them in the air first. Xavier blinked but said nothing. He walked to the coffeemaker and dumped some coffee into a cup. He took a sip, made a face and chucked the cup and its contents into the sink.
"Battery acid, huh," Mark "Muse" Dempsey chuckled.
"You coulda warned me!" Xavier muttered irritably and flopped into a nearby chair. He reached into a box on the table and pulled out a donut.
"What? And miss the look on your face?" Jackson "Salsa" Brown questioned. "You're kidding, right?"
He made a sound in the back of his throat.
"I really think you need to get laid," Muse laughed. "It's been too long and you're starting to implode."
Xavier made a face. "Pervert."
"Did you go see the Cap'n yet?" Muse asked. "He's been asking for you."
"Shit!" Xavier dropped the donut back in the box and pushed from his chair. "Just when I thought the day couldn't get worse."
"What did you do this time?" Salsa wanted to know.
"Who said I did anything? If I did, I can't remember."
Both Muse and Salsa burst out laughing and Xavier simply stormed from the room muttering a few well-placed profanities. He stopped by his desk trying to remember why he detoured and when he couldn't, Xavier made his way to the captain's office and knocked.
"Come in!" Captain Fiorelli called.
Xavier stepped into the office and closed the door behind him. Without being invited to, he tossed his body into a chair and stretched his legs out before him. The captain was still having a hushed conversation on the phone by the window, so he waited quietly but impatiently to be addressed.
"Sorry about that. Never have children," Fiorelli joked, hanging up the phone. "Or have children but give them up for adoption the moment you realize they're becoming teenagers."
Xavier laughed. "My father would agree with you. You wanted to see me?"
"Yes... There's this actor who received his first English role," Fiorelli said. "And he will be playing a SWAT officer. I would like him to shadow you."
Xavier arched a brow. He really didn't like the idea. Shifting in his seat, he held his breath only releasing it when he spoke. "I don't like this," he said. "I can't babysit some actor."
"Look, the commissioner asked this favor and I told him yes. He's just going to follow you around. The rules are simple--he doesn't go through the door with you guys, ever. He must wear a vest and keep his head down."
"That's going to make me feel better? Cap'n! It's a civilian!"
"I know. But he won't be following too long."
"How long?"
"A week."
"Oh no--that's not too long at all. When does this start?"
Fiorelli looked down at this desk to a piece of paper before him, he seemed to skim the info there before looking up at Xavier. "Tomorrow."
And as a special treat, Remmy has something he'd like to give away:
CONTEST
Ok so it's been a while since I've had a contest. But I feel its time to
celebrate the fun that is my Sons of Eros series.
PRIZES (Pick one)
"DARK SIDE" T-shirt from Family Guy
"Bazinga!" Shirt from Big Bang Theory!
A Mr. Rajan Anatolis Tshirt
Mr. Savaro Anatolis Tshirt
Mr. Laird Anatolis tshirt,
A Jose's Thang tshirt.
"Bazinga!" Shirt from Big Bang Theory!
A Mr. Rajan Anatolis Tshirt
Mr. Savaro Anatolis Tshirt
Mr. Laird Anatolis tshirt,
A Jose's Thang tshirt.
**There will be Two draws**
What you have to do to win?
Because you already bought your copy of Rajan's Sedution. Send me the name of the movie he was thinking of about while standing in the ring at Xavier's home.
What you have to do to win?
Because you already bought your copy of Rajan's Sedution. Send me the name of the movie he was thinking of about while standing in the ring at Xavier's home.
(***HINT*** The title is in Hindi) No, spelling doesn't count because I
know the language is hard but it has to be as close as possible. ** Readers, comment on this blog
and you will be entered into the contest to win!**
...
send your entries to remmy.duchene @ gmail.com
Entries close March 2, 2012 and winners will be announced on Remmy's blog!
Sounds like an interesting series! I will definitely be putting this on my To buy list (which is huge BTW)
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amcgbb@gmail.com
I'm sorry...it was hard to get past the leather thong part...but I did and this series kicks it baby! <3 My muse and my Remmykins in bed together...*climbs up between them* No...no this isn't being intrusive at all...*giggles*
ReplyDeleteCondoms and Red Bull...what more do you need? LOL. Great interview!
ReplyDeletesounds interesting another for my to buy list!!
ReplyDeleteI picked a winner from here and sent an email! Thanks all for commenting!
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