Excerpt!

Why not? Here’s a tender moment between Jason and Jen from The Bell Curve (coming soon from eXtasy)

The hallway ended in a set of double doors which opened when they approached, spilling white fluorescent light on the floor. Jason murmured “lights off” and pulled her through.

Despite knowing what to expect, the view took her breath away. The ceiling and walls were completely transparent, billions of stars shining light into the small space. The floor was carpeted in a rich pile that her feet sank into, warm and comfortable for the first time since she’d come here. Backstory had it that Jason specially commissioned the room to seduce Marla, his partner in the love/hate relationship of Katya’s novels.

The room was only a few paces across, but it felt eternal. They were near a dual-star system; two large suns hung low and rich in the distance, ringed by gas giants and rocky planets that each glowed with technocolor brilliance. Mostly, though, she was entranced by the stars, which twinkled in all corners of her vision. She even forgot for a moment that stars in space wouldn’t twinkle, because there was no atmosphere to distort them. The tension drained from her body as she soaked in the vast expanse in front of her. Few people in her world would ever get an experience like this.

Jason moved to stand behind her, hands cupping her shoulders and gently rubbing the stiffness from her shoulders. “You must be so tired, Goddess–and you’ve been in my universe two days without a pair of shoes. Not just anyone could survive that, you know.”

She leaned against his chest, savoring the strength and allowing him to prop her up. The steady rise and fall of his chest calmed her. “You know, we can’t really–”

“Goddess, stop talking.” He spun her around and planted a kiss on her forehead, then another on her lips. “You think too much.”
That much was true.

She locked her hands behind his neck and kissed him again, eyelids fluttering closed. He pulled her closer until they were locked in a tight embrace. Jen sighed against Jason’s lips as they kissed, this time with less frantic passion and more soft regard. Her heart was beating furiously in her chest, as though she hadn’t done this or written it a dozen times. As though she was with someone entirely new.

Isn’t he sweet? I just love me some Jason, and I do mean that literally