Saturday, 21 December 2013


Good morning and thanks to the lovely and always supportive Helena Stone for hosting me. I hope everyone has a safe and Happy Holiday.

Meet Nikka Michaels; the author of ‘Christmas with Caden’ in twenty questions:

Number: 42. You thought I was gonna say 69, didn’t you?
Colour: Red
Food: Good old burger and fries.
Drink: Ice cold Coca Cola from the fountain.
Pet: Cat
Season: Fall in the PNW.
Activity: Reading, writing, watching tv.
     Baseball: Seattle Mariners
     Football: Seatle Seahawks  
     Soccer: Portland Timbers
     Hockey: Portland Winter hawks 

Music: Everything and anything.
Artist (Music): Right now it’s Imagine Dragons.
TV programme: Chopped
Genre (Books): M/M and erotica.
Author: Too many to list. Right now it’s Amy Lane.
Book: I Know this Much is True by Wally Lamb
Writing space: My desk by the windows.
Writing clothes: PJS!
Background sound when writing: Music, dishwasher, lol
Place in the world: Australia
Dream: To be able to be a writer full time.
And the one thing you detest more than anything else: Spiders. ::shudder::

And now, meet the book:


Christmas with Caden 
by: Nikka Michaels

Genre: Erotic Romance

Length: Short Story

Published: December 15, 2013

Publisher: Cobblestone Press


Paige Anthony is annoyed at spending Friday night at the company Christmas party. She’s bored until she spots the son of the boss, Caden Davis dancing and is intrigued.
When Caden saves Paige from the advances of his brother, she looks at him in a new light. A few sexy dances later, she manages to forget the horrible beginning of the night. When she decides to leave, he offers to walk her home and admits he’s wanted her for a while. Will Paige’s attraction be enough to make her forget about holidays past and consider Christmas with Caden?


“Is this how you really dance? Because you can show me the real you, you know. After all, you did just middle school dance me. I want a Caden dance.”
His slow, wicked smile made her stomach flip and heat flood her skin. “You want me? You got me.”
Slowly he spun her in a circle, her back resting against the front of his body. His hands settled on her hips, squeezing gently as he nuzzled her ear. His fingers pulled the fabric of her dress taut against her nipples as the delicious friction intensified with every move. She bit back a low moan at the sensation.
“This is me. This is how I really dance.”
Shivering at the feel of his warm breath against her ear, she closed her eyes and let her body go loose, relaxing as she moved with the beat of the music. His hands smoothed up and down her sides, teasingly light as he moved with her, not guiding but simply moving with her.
Through the thin fabric of her dress and his shirt and suit pants, heat from his body added to the sweat that beaded on her skin. She could feel his hardness pressing against her ass when she rocked back into him, though he let her lead all their movement. The club had gotten more crowded as they’d danced. The look on his face when she glanced up at him was one of hunger, his heavy-lidded eyes gone dark, illuminated by the flash of the strobe light. With the top buttons of his shirt undone, he looked as though he’d just been dragged off the floor and ravished.
Paige wanted to be the reason he looked that way.



Nikka Michaels lives in the often rainy Pacific Northwest where she spends her time cooking, laughing and crafting romantic tales to satisfy her craving for HEAs.

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