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Thanks to Lissette E. Manning for welcoming me today on my blog tour to celebrate the new release of Sex, Lies and Contracts. I’d thought it be fun for readers to get a peek into my hero’s mind, so let’s give a round of applause for Jack Woodward, aka Jack Wolfe. He’s going to answer a round of questions from Inside The Actor’s Studio Questionnaire.

Take it away, Jack.


1. What turns you on?  The ocean, a cold beer, and a sailboat


2. What turns you off?  Greed


3. What’s your favorite word? ripe


4. What’s your least favorite word? evil


5. What sound or noise do you love? a woman’s moan when I give her pleasure


6. What sound or noise do you hate? puppies crying


7. What profession other than yours would you like to attempt? architect


SLAC BC8. What profession other than yours would you not want to attempt? politician


9. What is your favorite swear word? fuck


10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say to you as you enter the Pearly Gates?

You were right all along – heaven is on the water and not in the sky. Now get on the boat.
Thanks, Jack. It’s been a pleasure spending these past months writing your story.

And now, my dear readers, click on the link and buy the book to see what else he has to say. The man is never boring and looks great naked.




She tested the bandage and was satisfied. Her gaze lifted.

And collided with a full-sized predator.

His eyes were the dark whiskey gold her father liked to pour in heavily cut crystal glasses. Liquid fire, potent and seething with heat. His gaze assessed her story and challenged her for the truth. “I don’t believe you. I think you know exactly why you’re still here.”

She retreated behind a wall of ice, refusing to let the sexual heat between them melt her defenses. She had one goal, and a gardener wasn’t going to distract her at this point. “We’re done. You can go back to work.”

Carved lips curled up a notch. His masculine energy pressed down on her and she battled to hold her ground. “I think,” he said, “that you’re so comfortable behind these walls you’ve given up on living.”

“Coming from a handy man with a Peter Pan complex.”

He laughed and shook his head as if in admiration. “Damn, love, you’re a bit of a spitfire all buttoned up tight. How long has it been since you let a man put his hands on you? Or in you?”

The image knocked out her breath. Her almost virginal body fought for dominance as liquid warmth pulsed between her legs and dampened her panties. Her nipples rose painfully against her bra and demanded freedom. She crossed her arms in front of her chest to hide her reaction.

“Oh, surely you can do better than that.” Her tone dripped icicles. “This is straight out of a book, Mr. Wolfe. Poor spinster locked up in a big old house meets sexy gardener who sets her body free. She’s forever grateful for the experience. Blah, blah, blah. Now, if you rather not get back to work, we will consider your job null and void and you can leave my home.”

“Ah, so you did read Lady Chatterley’s Lover?” he drawled. Slowly, he uncurled over six feet of muscled length and rose from the seat to tower over her. “D.H. Lawrence is one of my favorites. ’Course, I’m the gardener rather than the gamekeeper. And you’re forgetting the husband—which you don’t have. The rest is similar. Uneducated working-class man shows sexually deprived wife how to let go and be free to let her body experience pleasure.”

He paused. Dropped his voice to a rough whisper that raked across her nerve endings like fingernails against naked skin. “Wanna play?”




An unbreakable contract. A stunning lie. And lots of mind blowing, take-no prisoners sex…

Julianna needs to marry a man with money to save her family estate.

Jack needs to marry a woman who will love him for himself and not for his wealth and title.

When Jack disguises himself a gardener and promises to show Julianna the dark world of pleasure she never experienced, he’s convinced his heart is safe. But when his cousin comes to town, disguised as the perfect husband for Julianna and intent on stealing Jack’s legacy, he ignites a chain reaction that will change them forever. Can love and truth triumph?


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JP PictureAbout The Author:

Jennifer Probst wrote her first book at twelve years old. She bound it in a folder, read it to her classmates, and hasn’t stopped writing since. She took a short hiatus to get married, get pregnant, buy a house, get pregnant again, pursue a master’s in English Literature, and rescue two shelter dogs. Now she is writing again.

She makes her home in Upstate New York with the whole crew. Her sons, one 4 and one 6, keep her active, stressed, joyous, and sad her house will never be truly clean.

Her first contemporary romance, Heart of Steel, was re-launched in e-book form. Her publications with Red Sage include “Masquerade” Secrets Volume 11, The Tantric Principle, and her February 1st release, Sex, Lies and Contracts. She has also written a children’s book, Buffy and the Carrot, co-written with her twelve year old niece, along with a short story, “A Life Worth Living.” Her newest series include Catch Me, the first in The Steele Brothers series with Decadent, and The Marriage Bargain, her new Marriage to a Billionaire series with Entangled. All of her books are available at her website or Amazon.

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