1. Do you have a day job?

For the last 20+ years, writing has been my full-time job. I work at home so that means I have the worst of both worlds – full-time working in my home office while constantly overwhelmed by the housework, laundry, meal preparation, and other assorted tasks associated with being at home during the day. I’ve always thought I would get a great deal more writing done if I went to an office each day the way my darling hubby does.

2. What was the greatest thing you learned at school?

That popularity doesn’t necessarily prepare you for success.

3. Do you laugh at your own jokes?

Oh, my goodness, yes. I’m awful at telling jokes, but I do love humor. Laughter can certainly smooth the rough edges of life.

4. Why do you think what you do matters?

People are driven by the need to be loved – to connect. I truly believe that there is someone for everyone, and that’s what I write about – a man and woman who are made for each, but they just don’t know it yet. Love may not make the world go round, but it sure makes the ride more interesting.

5. Have you ever found true love?

Yes, I found it with my wonderful husband. We’ve been married 36 years. It sounds corny, but we complete each other.

6. Do you have a saying or motto for your life and/or as a writer?

Oh, you really ask all the right questions. Yes, I proudly proclaim my motto: It’s never too late to live happily ever after. I truly believe that. As long as you have breath in your body, you have a shot at being happy regardless of all the bad stuff that may have happened.

7. Where can people find you on the web? Where can they read more about your books?

Look for me on my blog, http://SlingWords.blogspot.com, website www.JoanReeves.com, or Twitter @JoanReeves and Facebook/JoanReevesWrites.

8. What inspired you to write this particular story?

I guess this story is for all the women who never got that big heart-shaped box of candy on Valentine’s Day or roses or gifts of any kind. I’ve known a lot of wonderful, lovely women who never had a man in their lives who romanced them on Cupid’s special day. Sometimes men decide a woman is so pretty that she’s “dated up” so they never make the attempt. For whatever reason, this is for the women who go un-romanced.

9. How did you choose your title?

In Scents and Sensuality, the heroine Amanda is a perfumer so she knows all about the Science of Smell and the Science of Sex Appeal, but when it comes to men and desire, she knows zip. But she’s willing to learn. *g* She works with scents and wants the chance to explore her sensuality, so the title just seemed perfect. Plus, it’s a subtle homage to Austen’s Sense and Sensibility title which is one of my favorite books.

10. You got the call – your novel is being made into a TV series or movie – who’s in your dream cast?

That is my fondest fantasy – movies from my romantic comedies. For Scents and Sensuality, I think Kristen Bell would be perfect as Amanda and Tom Welling as Harrison.

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BLURB

Perfumer Amanda Whitfield is desperate for a date to her snooty cousin’s wedding – on Valentine’s Day of all days. But she’s a total flop with men.

Eavesdropping on the lovely blonde’s conversation, Harrison Kincaid’s mother interrupts and suggests her son, a computer genius, would be perfect for the job. Completely desperate, Amanda agrees to a blind date.

With some coaching from her best friend on how to be a hottie, Amanda is determined to convert the blind date into a wedding date. She’s prepared to do anything to hook a man because there is NO way she will go to THAT wedding without a man on her arm. Well, almost anything.

Computer genius Harrison Kincaid has had it with his mother’s matchmaking. He’s determined to teach her a lesson and put an end to her crazy schemes. But, first, he’s got to make his mother’s latest prospect, Amanda Whitfield, run in the other direction the minute she lays eyes on him.

Amanda and Harrison are determined. Desperate. Desperation makes for funny—and sexy—bedfellows.

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EXCERPT, SCENTS AND SENSUALITY

Was it really all right to be herself with him Amanda wondered? To show her true personality? “Nicole said men prefer women who aren’t so serious. She said men like women who are sexy and flirty. I’m not like that. I’m serious and thoughtful and introverted. And shy.”

She was shy? Oddly, Harrison liked that. Most of the women he’d had in his bed didn’t know the meaning of the word shy. He’d never had a woman hesitate to tell him in detail what to do, where to touch, how to touch, and when to touch as she pursued her own pleasure. As if he were so unskilled that he didn’t know anything about women.

“Your friend doesn’t know what she’s talking about,” Harrison said. He stopped moving. Now they weren’t dancing. They were just swaying in time to the music. “There’s nothing wrong with the real you, sweetheart.”

In a voice so intense that it made gooseflesh break out on her arms, he whispered against her cheek, “You don’t have to pretend to be someone you’re not. I like you just the way you are. You’re beautiful, and you’re incredibly sexy without playing silly games. I want you.”

His words wove a spell around her lonely heart. “You don’t have to say that…that I’m sexy. I…I won’t change my mind about…about…you know.”

Harrison chuckled. “Are you trying to say you won’t change your mind about having a raging affair with me?”

Amanda met his eyes directly. “Despite what you say, I know I’m not sexy. I want to be honest with you so here’s the bald truth. I’m a flop with men. I was desperate for a date for my cousin’s wedding. Nicole helped me hook you. She tutored me on how to be a hot babe because that’s what men want.”

“That’s a hell of a lot of honesty.”

His comment was like the release gate on a dam. A flood of words poured out of Amanda. “I don’t want you to be confused by Nicole’s tricks and think I’m something I’m not. Even though I’m more than willing to…you know…have that raging affair with you.”

Amanda spoke faster to get all the words out before she lost her courage. “I was just pretending. So you may not really want me now that you know the truth. I’m not a sexy hot babe, and you don’t have to tell me I am just to–”

Harrison’s mouth swooped down and captured hers, shutting off the frantic torrent of words. Amanda was frozen for a split second, then the feel of his mouth on hers broke through the paralysis. Ah, this was a kiss. The kind of kiss she’d been waiting for her entire life.

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BIO

Joan Reeves, a bestselling ebook author, writes sassy, sexy Contemporary Romance. Joan says she writes because she’s too young for Social Security and too old to learn how to ask: “Do you want fries with that?” Look for her newest romantic comedy CINDERELLA BLUE this month at all ebook sellers on the planet — okay, maybe not all, but most of them.