Roxy Mews visits with an intriguing excerpt from INTERLOCKING HEARTS

Science fiction romance? Check! Robo-sex? Check! Menage? Check! Roxy Mews is here to tantalize you with a taste of her newest release, Interlocking Hearts. I think you’ll be as intrigued as I am.

Interlocking Hearts (The DMA Files #2)

BLURB:

A human, an almost-human, and a more-than-human walk into a palace…

After her husband threw her out, Paisley Compton drew her sexuality around her like a shield. She finds solid ground as a palace maid until, during a formal dinner service, she trips onto the lap of a man who takes her breath away.

Ben has always known Jon is far more than property, and he jumps at the chance to get the android his certificate of humanity. Paisley—whose abilities far exceed her job title—is a welcome distraction from the bureaucracy.

Used and abused by his former owners, Jon trusts no one—particularly the smartass woman who’s caught Ben’s eye. He might not be certified human yet, but he has all the right parts to get to the bottom of this sexy mystery wrapped in a maid’s uniform.

Their attraction sparks unexpected new conduits among them, but when they realize Jon’s certificate comes with a terrible price, they must risk everything to foil an Anti-Mech plot—and hope they survive to lose themselves in each other’s arms.

Product Warnings:

Overheating is likely. The mechanics in these pages require ample lubrication to perform at optimum levels. When possible, multiple system operators are recommended.

EXCERPT:

“Little early to be drinking, isn’t it, Paisley?”

As if her day couldn’t get any better, Robohippie hopped up on to the stool next to her. It took a good thirty seconds of scream cussing inside her head before she responded.

“It’s only too early if I’m drinking alone.” She put another twenty on the bar. “Give us two of something this will cover and still gives you a good tip, ’kay?”

The bartender put down the pen and notepad he’d picked up and nodded.

Two mixed drinks were put in front of her and Robohippie. She was pretty sure she’d gotten more than a cheap drink out of sharing stories with the bartender.

He cleared her empty glass and leaned over to smile his million-dollar grin at hippie boy.

“What’s your name?”

“I don’t wish to be a part of whatever you were writing down on that paper.” He sipped the drink. “And I’m not a…what was it you wrote? A lumberjack porno waiting to happen?”

The guy looked over at his notepad halfway across the room. “How did you see that?”

Robohippie pointed to the rounded mirror that the bartender used to keep an eye on the front while getting product from around the corner.

Paisley didn’t get a chance to see the bartender run and hide his notebook from the super-sighted humanoid. She was trying to evaluate the beard and the suspenders. “The lumberjack I can almost see… It’s the porno I’m having trouble with.”

“If you’re asking for a demonstration, I don’t do that anymore.”

Paisley caught his jaw flex and the creak that told her he was grinding his teeth.

“I wasn’t implying you were a prostitute, man. Relax. Drink your free drink.” She thought for a second and grabbed his glass. “You know what…never mind. You’re being a dick. I’ll drink it.”

He held his hand over hers, and Paisley felt the same electricity she’d felt when she’d grabbed his suspenders. “You’ve had enough, and I deserve to get a little lost today too. Back off, chick.”

At least she knew he could get a buzz with her. Coral could swallow alcohol if she had to, but it was a waste of perfectly good booze because Coral couldn’t get drunk.

“You don’t get to call me chick unless you share your pecker.” Paisley laughed, because she was pretty buzzed, and she thought that pun was hilarious.

Instead of laughing or being offended, he just stared.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“I’m evaluating the situation.”

She huffed and he did some strange inhalation making his jaw click.

“That doesn’t answer my question.” She drank more.

“I’m trying to decide whether or not to discuss personal data with you.” He knocked back the glass, and swallowed his drink in one gulp, ice and all.

“You wouldn’t even tell me your name.” She sipped hers. It was only noon. “I doubt we are on a personal info level.”

“You were naked and climbing on top of me last night.”

Paisley looked and sure enough, the bartender was visible in that big curved mirror, listening to everything they said.

“This is going to end up as a sex scene in the bartender’s book,” Paisley said.

“Did you wish it to remain fiction?”

“Robohippie, you are making my head spin.” Paisley thought about the words she just said out loud. “Not that making my head spin is all that difficult right now, but still.”

“Please, you’re only at point oh five. I tested your breath. You’re not drunk. And did you just call me Robohippie?” he asked.

 He tested her what?

Paisley tried to scoot away. “I didn’t mean to say that part out loud. That’s what I call you in my head. But since you won’t tell me your real name, it’s mostly your fault.”

His lips stretched in a smile and Paisley found she couldn’t stop staring at them for some reason.

“What did you call Ben?”

“Who’s Ben?”

“He’s my roommate, remember? The guy that helped you climb off me when you were naked and oiled up.”

“You keep bringing up the naked part.”

“It was the highlight of my day.”

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Bio: Roxy wrote her first story at age six on an electric typewriter. It was about a cat and a haunted house. Thankfully, her stories and technology have matured since then. Now Roxy spends her days fighting the evil day job in hopes of conquering the stories that run rampant in her head when she comes home at night. When she discovered Erotic Romance, Roxy fell in love. She can’t wait to share all her fun and sexy stories with everyone. To connect with Roxy Mews find her babbling on Twitter, friend her on Facebook, visit her Blog, or find all these links on RoxyRocksMe.com

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