1.)   Quickly, give us the title and genre of your book and a 30-word or less tagline:

 Dancing with the Tide.

Romantic adventure.

It’s up to bodyguards Liam and Aidan to protect cute, sexy gay pop star Karif al-Fulan. But will Karif destroy their love with his intimate advances?

2.)   Who is your favorite character and why?

My favorite is buff, sexy Liam, a former SEAL whose passion is protecting others.

3.)   If you could change ONE thing about your novel, what would it be?  Why?

 Though I’ve been praised for my descriptions, I’d like to make them even better by visiting Tunisia myself!

4.)   How can we contact you or find out more about your books?

 http://www.mahubooks.com

http://www.loose-id.com/Dancing-with-the-Tide.aspx

5.)   What can we expect from you in the future?

 A third Liam & Aidan book, a sexy new novella in September, a short story called “At the Diner” at Untreed Reads, and a fifth book in my Mahu mystery series.

6.)   And now, before you go, how about a snippet from your book that is meant to intrigue and tantalize us:

Aidan opened the French doors and stepped onto the narrow balcony. Below him, Liam exited the building, then stopped and opened his cell phone. At the fruit vendor’s stall across the street, women in faded floral print dresses, with kerchiefs tied around their heads, shook melons and argued with the owner. Old men in white robes with the round red chechias on their heads sat in the shadows of doorways. Birds screeched in the trees and somewhere Aidan heard a donkey braying. In the open lot across the road, young boys in T-shirts and brightly-colored athletic shorts congregated to kick around a soccer ball.

Liam spoke for a moment, then looked up. He spoke again, then closed the phone. “I need to come back up,” he called.

“I don’t know how to work the door from up here,” Aidan said.

“Then come down.”

Aidan hesitated. Liam had behaved so strangely, at the bar and then again just a few minutes before. Did he want to get involved with this guy?

“Please,” Liam called up.

Aidan had always been a sucker for manners. He went downstairs and opened the door.

“I need a favor,” Liam said. “You have any nicer clothes?”

Aidan was wearing a Tiffany window T-shirt he’d bought at the Philadelphia Museum of Art, cargo shorts and sandals. “Nothing I have will fit you,” he said, as he led the bodyguard back upstairs. “You’re bigger than I am.”

“I’m sure,” he said. “But it’s not for me, it’s for you. I need you to be Charles Carlucci.”

Here we go again, Aidan thought. Was this guy ever going to speak a language he could understand?

“The man I was supposed to protect,” Liam said as they reached the apartment door. The dog, whom Aidan had yet to name, was sitting in the doorway waiting for his return. “He was supposed to be carrying something. My contact says that it wasn’t on his body—which means it may be in his hotel room.”

“What does that have to do with me?”

“I need you to go up to the desk at the Hotel Africa, tell the clerk you were mugged and your ID and room key were stolen. He’ll make you a new key card.”

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