Tuesday Temptation: Nathan Fillion

What do electric cars, twitter, a mystery writer and an axed western sci fi series that won’t die have in common.
That would be actor, Nathan Fillion.

I’m a huge fan of Castle, as is the rest of my family – even down to my nine year old. There is something about that boyish smile, snappy dialogue and mad parenting style that gets my little heart to racing.
I’m eagerly awaiting the season return to my life to find out what happens after Kate got shot and Castle declared he loved her. Will he take his words back?



The kiss that had fans screaming Yes! (or was that just me)

Yet my appreciation for Nathan is really quite new. Castle first aired in 2009 (probably a year later here in Aus) and I’m just getting to know him. He’s an avid tweeter, has done amazing things for the publicity of the Arcimoto Electric Car, including getting to take a spin.

Taking a spin in the Arcimoto prototype with Jon Huertas

Yet he’s got an long back list of roles that I totally missed him in.



As Caleb in Buffy



Captain Mal in Firefly



In all honesty, I watched Firefly because an American friend raved about it. Sadly, I’ve watched the series three times and am only just warming to the concept of a western in space. The series seemed to end far too soon and from trawling the web I’ve discovered the browncoats are a massive fan following. Not bad for an axed show. Here’s hoping someone will get smart and resurrect it.
Now if I could just imagine him with a sensible English accent I could make him one of my regency heroes. Here’s to hoping.
Cheers
Heather

Never tear us apart

Writing a new book doesn’t necessarily mean leaving old friends behind, especially when you have a series. In Charity, I ended a steamy scene between my hero and heroine with the one of my favorite and one of the most decadent characters I’ve ever written, Lord Daventry, Giles Wexham. Giles is the sort of man you want on your side when you’re breaking the rules. Here’s a snipped from chapter Seventeen:

They turned, and Oscar pressed Agatha against the bookcase. His fingers wandered down her leg and then slowly, very deliberately, raised her gown past her knees.

“Stop me.”

Agatha’s free hand cupped his face. “Never.”

Her lips settled on his again, searching and destroying his ability to think. She was, quite simply, voracious for him. Given that Oscar felt the same way, he dragged her gown the remaining distance until his fingers curled around her warm thighs. She was restless, hungry, and when his fingers brushed her curls he found her wet for him.

He couldn’t stop.

Agatha widened her legs.

A knock sounded on the closed door. Oscar’s eyes opened and he glanced around them guiltily. They were still alone. He pressed his brow hard against Agatha’s. “Almost.”

Her fingers slipped from his cheek, her body left him slowly, a tender parting that threatened to undo him once more. Her breath panted rapidly over his throat. “Perhaps next time we’ll be luckier. I suppose we should rejoin our hosts.”

Despite the disappointment, Oscar chuckled. “Must we?”

Agatha nipped at his jaw. “Lilly would be disappointed if we never came out.”

“And Daventry would be offended if that happened.”

“Damn right,” Lord Daventry growled from the other side of the door. “Join us as soon as you’re both decent again.”

I’m thinking Lord Daventry may need to have a short story written about his post-marriage escapades one day. But with everything on my plate right now, it might have to wait until next year. LOL.

What do you think of second epilogues?I’ve noticed a few springing up by well known romance authors.