Welcome Virginia. Thank you for being my guest today and sharing your current release Rumpling Riley. I love the title and the fun that someone so orderly can be completely “rumpled” by love. I adore this author’s voice.
I asked Virginia the standard fun interview questions and here is what she had to say~
1. Who is your favorite character in this book and why?
Riley is my favorite. He’s so deliciously damaged…I’m a huge Big Bang Theory fan and Sheldon inspired some traits in Riley. I think what I liked so much about him was that he knew he had issues and had reached a point in his life that he was ready to make changes and seek his happiness.
2. What inspires you for your stories?
3. Tell us something no one else knows about you.
I’m afraid of dentists. HORRIFIED.
4. What genre classification would you put on your book and what would you consider the heat level of the romance?
Rumpling Riley is a mm contemporary erotic romance. The heat level is probably a five flames…Basil DOES manage to rumple his sheets! lol
5. When did you start writing and what kicked off your passion to be an author?
I’ve always written. I finished my first story at the age of nine and it was simply awful. I never gave up, though, and have been published for a few years because of that tenacity!
Zero, Ohio Series
by Virginia Nelson
Riley Gold likes things neat. He appreciates order, organization. Sure, he wants to find love but he sticks to the kitchen, loving his life as a chef, where he can carefully measure, time, and control every situation.
Basil Culver grew up alone. An orphan, he got bounced from home to home and learned at a young age to keep people at a distance. Attachment meant eventual agony—when the person unfailingly abandoned him. Better to live every moment, allow for the chaos of the universe, and keep rolling.
When these opposites clash, sparks fly. Can Basil manage to rumple Riley’s carefully tucked sheets?
What Readers are saying:
“A sexy romance, filled with heroes with quirks that learn to overcome their quirks for each other, throw in a bit of a foodie romance vibe and I was instantly hooked.” –Sheri Vidal
“I liked how Riley is struggling with OCD and knows that he has to overcome it to get what he wants most…a normal relationship. Basil wants the same thing and was written really well in how he dealt with giving Riley the space he needed with his phobia. I enjoyed both men’s characters and their interactions.” – Christie Snow
About the Author:
Virginia Nelson spends her days chasing three very active kids around. When she is not doing this, or plotting taking over the world, she likes to write, play in the mud, drive far too fast and scream at inanimate objects. She can often be found listening to music that is far too loud and typing her next fantastic tale of blood, sex and random acts of ineptitude. Romance, in Ms. Nelson’s opinion, is not about riding off into the sunset on the back of a horse with the knight in shining armor— it is about riding the dragon. If the knight can keep up… well, that is love.
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Enjoy the following excerpt for Rumpling Riley:
He looked clean, neat, and somehow dominant all at once.
He was the kind of guy, Basil guessed, who pinned a man against the wall and claimed his lips. Not kissed, claimed.
Painting a cheerful and exceptionally fake smile on his face, he turned back to the class. “So that’s it! Next week, we’ll be making my divine cheesecake. If you want to register, see the front desk. Thanks so much for taking the time to come out tonight and cook with me and remember…. Don’t put aluminum in the microwave unless your goal is a fast fireworks show and a burned-out machine. Have a good night, everyone!”
Wiping down the counter, he waited for the students to finish chatting and leave so he could clean up. Evening classes like this one tended toward groups who knew each other—friends from work, mothers and daughters, husbands with their wives. Which meant they chatted after and sometimes sampled their creations before leaving.
A woman walked up to him, showing him her cake and asking a ton of questions about substitutions. Riley focused on her, answering her questions, but part of him seemed determined to split his attention—part of it zeroed in on Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Eggshell-Friendly.
The woman finally left, winking at him as she went—ah, one of those. Her gaydar was so off. In the time he’d spoken with her, most everyone else had snagged their coats and filtered out.
Except the guy.
As the other man closed the distance, Riley prayed to whatever gods were listening that he wouldn’t babble like a teenage girl at a Bieber concert.
Thanks for visiting with us today. I’m going to go out and buy my copy of Rumpling Riley!