Slip Between the Sheets with…

 

 Cypriano San Nicolo from

Seducing St. Nic

 

Releasing December 10th, 2008 from Ellora’s Cave!

 

Barbara Jean Ruiz’s life has never been what anyone would call glamorous. She lives in an okay apartment, in an okay neighborhood and has an okay job with less than okay wages. Her life is…okay.

 

Then her luck starts to change. She wins a gorgeous fur coat. She gets promoted and her new boss is none other than the super-sexy St. Nic. Cypriano San Nicolo is everything a woman could want. He’s tall, dark, handsome, rich, successful and, oh yeah, the evil undead.

 

After nearly a century of self-imposed sleep, St. Nic has only two uses for humans—blood and sex. Until he meets Barbara Jean, his irreverent, wisecracking assistant. If he shows up at her apartment just before dawn, she’ll have to take him in, right? Into her bed, if everything goes as planned.

 

 

 

Hey folks! After a busy morning of working on my latest book proposal and visiting several stores with the holiday music on way too early, I’m excited to be sitting down to a nice lunch, an indulgent glass of wine, and some good conversation. Today we welcome Cypriano, from Emma Peterson’s Seducing St. Nic, as well as his personal assistant, Barbara Jean. Barbara Jean will be “translating” since it seems Cypriano is easily confused by some things in this modern time.

(Or so Barbara claims. Myself, I suspect she’s just here to stake her claim.:)

So, Cyprian and Barbara, hi! Regular readers know I almost always start with the same question. Boxers or briefs?  

Cypriano: Boxers? What is this boxers? Briefs? I hope this is brief. I am a busy man and I have an empire to run.

Barbara Jean: *rolls eyes* She means undergarments, Mr. San Nicolo, what you wear under your pants.

Cypriano: She is asking about what I wear under my trousers? Does she not know who I am? Such impertinence.

Barbara Jean: *rolls eyes again* Forgive him. *whispers* Even though he doesn’t look it, he’s quite old and crotchety.

Cypriano: Old? Crotchety? You didn’t think I was so old and crotchety when I had you bent—

Barbara Jean: Next question!

Alyssa: <eyebrows waggling> Bent? Bent where? Bent how? Come on, don’t stop there!

Okay, since Barbara lips are clamped firmly shut, let try another of my favorite questions. What do you sleep in?

Barbara Jean: *mumbles* A coffin.

Cypriano: I don’t sleep in a coffin. Coffins are for the dead. I am the great undead. Humans and your silly questions.

Barbara Jean: Okay, Béla Lugosi, just answer the question. And hello, remember I’m human.

Cypriano: My name is not Béla! You are quite aware of this. Weren’t you just screaming my na—

Barbara Jean: Next question!

Alyssa: A coffin, huh? So are you a day person, or do you prefer the night?

Cypriano: What kind of question is this? I will tell you what kind! It is a stereotypical, speciest question. Since I am a vampire that must mean I do not enjoy the sunlight? Sure, it can be a little draining and burn just a bit but I do enjoy the occasional day out in the sun. Shame on you for your assumptions about my kind.

Barbara Jean: *shakes head* Next question!

Alyssa: <gulping that indulgent glass of wine> My apologies—I make no assumptions, I assure you. It’s simply a standard interview question. Now, yes, let’s move on! Tell me, what is the average day like in the life of Cypriano San Nicolo?

Barbara Jean: Mr. San Nicolo is a very busy man, but a normal day in his life starts with him counting his money, then terrorizing small children and usually ends with him running from the usual mob of angry villagers.

Cypriano: I do not terrorize small children. The San Nicolo International accounting department counts my money for me. And I run from no one! Plus you did not mention my favorite part of the day when we are naked and you are rid—

Barbara Jean: Next question!

Alyssa: What about when you are naked? Will you not dish at all? Speaking of dishes, an easy, fun question. What's your all time favorite meal?

Cypriano: Ah, finally a simple question. Barbara Jean. She is quite tasty. So much better than that Vita-Sangre. Especially when I’m inside of her and she’s about to co—

Barbara Jean: Next question!

Alyssa: J Cypriano, it seems I’m picking up on a pattern here. Do tell, have you found that someone special yet?

Cypriano: *looking at Barbara Jean* That is all it takes to keep you quiet?  Her asking about my special person? I will remember this because I have often found it impossible to keep you quiet. Even when we are intimate, which I do not mind so much because I love the way mo—

Barbara Jean: Next question!

Cypriano: No, no next question. We have yet to answer one question. Besides. I would like to answer this one. It is a good question. Honestly, I never thought I’d become involved with another human again. They are so fragile. Always dying from things like loss of blood, the plague, and my last relationship with a human…*shrugs* Let’s just say it didn’t work out the way I wanted it to. So I’ve pretty much been numb ever since. So I just went to sleep. Until an impudent, irreverent, woman with the voice of angel woke me. She’s unlike any woman I’ve ever met. She threatens me under her breath and calls me names like St. Nic, Blood Breath and the evil undead. She is my kind of woman.

Barbara Jean: *blushes*

Alyssa: Now that’s more like it! A real answer…and how romantic. At the risk of ruining the moment, I’m going to dare asking one more question. Cypriano, you’ve obviously loved and lost much. If you could bring one person back to life and spend a whole day with him or her, who would it be and why?

Cypriano: I don’t like this question. And I would bite you and drain you dry if I didn’t only bite Barbara Jean but that doesn’t mean I can’t thro—

Barbara Jean: Okay, interview over. Someone is quite cranky and it’s time to get back to the office and teach St. Nic how to operate the fax machine. Shiny things just fascinate him.

Cypriano: She is worse than you. With the insulting and stereotypical questions, of course I can bring people back to life! I’m a vampire.

Barbara Jean: We know you are and I’m sure she didn’t mean it that way. Besides, you promised you’d behave.

Cypriano: I did behave! She was the one who—

Barbara Jean: *whispers in Cypriano’s ear*

Cypriano: You will do that? With me, in the car, if we leave right now? And you will be naked?

Barbara Jean: *nods*

Cypriano: *huge fang showing smile* It was a pleasure meeting you. Unfortunately, Barbara Jean and I must leave now. Thank you for interviewing us.

Alyssa: Er, thanks for allowing me to. Bye, now!

<motioning frantically> Waiter, oh waiter! Vodka please, on the rocks!

<several gulps and minutes later> Wow, folks. That Cypriano was some character! Defensive, difficult, maybe a little dangerous…for darn sure sexy. And definitely not dead, not with all that spirit. No wonder Barbara Jean came to translate! More like mediate! I’ve no idea how she manages him, though I suppose that little scene at the end lent a notion or two. Frisky, frisky! Just imagine how…uh, devilish…that one must be in bed! Or the car. Suppose there’s only one way to find out—by reading the book!

Wait…we have to wait until December 10th? Emma, wah! Everyone else is setting out there Christmas stuff early—can’t you too?

Wah! Is it too late for me to just run and jump in their car? I would too, if not for those fangs!

<still pouting> Well, Emma, thanks for letting Cypriano come, and hey, keep an eye on that one!:)

Readers, be sure to bookmark Emma’s website at http://emmapetersen.com for upcoming info on Seducing St. Nic.

Stayed tuned for your next Slip Between the Sheets!

Alyssa