Have you tried to dance on your ceiling? I wanted to Sunday when I learned PROTECTIVE INSTINCTS had gone live on Amazon on Saturday.  With my excitement came panic. Would anyone want to read this book I slaved over off and on since 1991. 

What would you do if someone delivered flowers and a fancy meal on the anniversary of the date you met your husband, your best friend, the man who had died 3 years earlier?  Brit, my heroine, thinks someone knew about it and upgraded the simple takeout meal and simple flowers she ordered for herself. Then, after she has gone to sleep wearing her husbands terrycloth bathrobe, her phone wakes her from a deep sleep.


Half asleep, Brit reached for the ringing phone. She was disoriented from a dream that had left her breathless. She’d seen Tommy’s body fly over the hood of the truck that hit him. She’d heard herself scream. Then she’d seen a masked man staring at her, his look menacing. When he’d started toward her she’d turned and run ‘til she couldn’t catch her breath.

The pleasant fragrance of the garden sized arrangement in her dining room now permeated her bedroom, cloying, oppressive. She glanced bleary-eyed at the luminous clock. Two o’clock? Who’d call at this hour but family with an emergency? She snatched up the handset.

She cleared her throat and gathered her wits about her. "Hello."

“Havin’ a real nice nite, Sugar?” The voice, raspy, deep, and very southern made her skin crawl.

“Who are you calling?” She tried to sound reasonable. “Wrong number? Please check your numbers before you call again. You keep getting me instead of whoever ...”

“Did you enjoy the little romantic surprises, Darlin’?” His voice was a cross between a caress and an insult.

“Surprises?” she asked. “What surprises?” At that moment she realized. Her chest constricted. She bolted upright in bed so quickly her head swam.

“Aren’t the flowers gorgeous? Beautiful flowers for a beautiful lady. Intoxicatin’ fragrances, huh?”

“Who are you? Am I supposed to I know you?”

“Not as well as I know you, lovely lady.”

“Why - How did you change my order? Who are you!”

“You deserve beautiful things,” he purred.

“But you shouldn’t send me gifts. I mean it.” She didn’t recognize his voice or the lazy southern drawl. “The flowers were extravagant. The food was way past too much.” She hit her pillow.

He seemed to ignore her. “You need a new robe, silky, sheer, and black, Sugar. That’s some sexy body under all that terry cloth, smooth, sweet, warm from sleep. Are your beautiful, white breasts aching to be touched?”

Brit gasped, yanked bed covers to her chin. Someone had been in her house, had invaded her space. Her expensive dinner, the one he’d had sent, threatened to come back up. “Look, whoever you are ...”

“Is the sweet place between your thighs wet, Darlin’? Bet you’re wanting it as much as I do.” A long pause was followed by, “Oh-h-h, Sugar, love the old claw foot tub. I can wash your ..”

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What would you do if someone delivered the wrong food or flower order to you and insisted  the order had been paid for and you should just enjoy them?

Still dancing on the ceiling in my dreams! 


  1. Anonymous // August 14, 2013 at 8:48 PM  

    Congratulations my wonderful friend! Scarlet it tickled pink with your success. I love the cover and this story is one of your best!


  2. Mary Marvella // August 14, 2013 at 8:58 PM  

    Thanks bunches, Scarlet!

  3. Autumn Jordon // August 15, 2013 at 10:27 AM  

    Congrats on the new release, Mary. The story sounds chilling. Love chilling. Wishing you mega sales.

  4. Edie Ramer // August 15, 2013 at 10:39 AM  

    Mary, awesome excerpt! Congrats on your newest release!

  5. Melanie Atkins // August 15, 2013 at 12:52 PM  

    Fab excerpt, Mary! Very intriguing. I wish you many, many sales!

  6. Mary Ricksen // August 15, 2013 at 2:29 PM  

    Congratulations, I hope you sell a million. You're a wonderful author and I can see your name on the NYT Best Seller List!! Go Mary M!I am so proud of you.

  7. Connie Gillam // August 15, 2013 at 4:24 PM  

    Wonderful cover, Mary. Congratulations!

  8. Mary Marvella // August 15, 2013 at 6:14 PM  

    Thanks, Autumn! you write chilling, too! Pamela said it's chilling. (grin)

  9. Mary Marvella // August 15, 2013 at 6:15 PM  

    Thanks, Edie, I'm still dancing! I'm pleased you liked the excerpt!

  10. Mary Marvella // August 15, 2013 at 6:16 PM  

    Thanks, Melanie! Many sales would be good.

  11. Mary Marvella // August 15, 2013 at 6:17 PM  

    Mary R, you always say the right thing to make me feel great! Thanks for being my friend.

  12. Mary Marvella // August 15, 2013 at 6:19 PM  

    Thank you, Connie. The cover rocks, doesn't it? Please bear with me if I am obnoxious tomorrow when we meet. I'm a tad full of myself.

  13. Nightingale // August 16, 2013 at 5:26 AM  

    I've read parts of this book and I know how good it it. Congrats on a great cover too.

  14. Mary Marvella // August 16, 2013 at 4:01 PM  

    Thanks, Linda! Our first books are now published.

  15. Beth Trissel // August 18, 2013 at 10:37 AM  

    Congrats and wow, Mary, you really did slave over this book for years. I look forward to reading it having enjoyed others penned (or typed) by you. Onward and upward!

  16. Mary Marvella // August 22, 2013 at 4:20 PM  

    Thanks, Beth! I actually wrote other books since I finished this one. I hope Protective Instincts will hold your attention.

  17. Quincy // August 28, 2013 at 3:49 AM