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What He Really Feels by Lisa Suzanne Blog Stop

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What He Really Feels by Lisa Suzanne Blog Stop

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Synopsis {Book #2}

He told her How He Really Feels and had his heart broken. Now Travis Miller is trying to move on from the greatest heartbreak of his life by getting out of town. But two nights before his big move to California, Travis meets a mystery woman who grabs hold of his broken heart and gives him hope that he can piece it back together. Will Travis ever figure out What He Really Feels, or will he be stuck on his first love forever? Will he find his happily ever after?

What He Really Feels contains some adult situations and is intended for mature readers.

Genre Contemporary Romance

Publication Date October 3rd 2013

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Julianne Becker is desperately in love with her boss, Nick Matthews. She has daydreamed about him since the day she first met him a year earlier, but she is firmly stuck in the friend-zone until New Year’s Eve, when the game completely changes and she finds out how Nick really feels about her. They embark on a sexy affair that’s everything Julianne ever dreamed of… except she can’t tell anyone about it. What will happen if anyone finds out about their secret relationship? And how will her lifelong best friend, Travis Miller, react when Julianne begins a relationship with someone who isn’t him?

How He Really Feels is a novel that explores relationships and love between coworkers and friends. It contains some adult situations and is intended for mature readers.

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Five Fun Facts about WHRF

  1. I originally intended How He Really Feels to be a standalone novel. Then the reviews started rolling in, and everyone asked the same question: What about Travis? So, book 2 was born. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that Julianne and Nick’s story wasn’t quite over yet, either. So book 3 is on the way… sometime soonish.
  2. I like writing from a male perspective more than from a female perspective.
  3. I had no beta readers for my first book. My husband just convinced me to hit the PUBLISH button on Amazon and see what happened. I am so happy with the positive response I got to my first book, and every single review you see is from someone I didn’t know when they posted the review… although I’m happy to call many of them my friends now! So I asked a few of my new blogger friends to read book 2, and I tried to ask people who hadn’t given the first book a five star review. The first two people who gave me feedback on book two rated it FIVE stars!
  4. I wrote myself into a scene in the book. There’s a scene where Travis sees a couple get engaged… Travis is actually watching my husband propose to me.
  5. I know virtually nothing about architecture, and I don’t know any architects. So I spent a lot of time on Google whenever I had to write an office scene!


The Story Behind the Story

I have always loved writing. I used to write my stories on yellow legal pads, and then one day I started typing them. And once I started typing, I couldn’t stop. My husband would encourage me to write, but I told him that I would probably never publish anything because I didn’t know how to get my book published and I was too shy to share my writing with anybody. It just felt like a fun thing that I did, but sometimes I felt like I was wasting my time since I didn’t share anything I wrote with anybody.


In fact, I didn’t even let my husband read anything I wrote.


Then fate stepped in and some important things happened at once. I asked my husband if he would read one of my books – a different series that is as yet unpublished. I knew I had to suck it up and get over being shy or nervous, because the more I read that story, the more I thought it was pretty good. I thought that, at the very least, it rivaled some of the freebies I had found on the What to Read after Fifty Shades of Grey and Korner Kafe Exposed Facebook pages. Around the same time, my husband was listening to AM radio on his long drive home when he was working out of town, and he heard an interview with a self-published author who spoke about publishing on Amazon. So he played the interview for me, I read up on Amazon, and my husband encouraged me to give the self-publishing thing a try – sort of like an experiment. We both thought, what’s the worst that could happen? No one would read my book? Even if no one read it, at least I still gave it a shot. And if someone read it and liked it, maybe I could turn my dream of publishing some of the many stories I’ve written over the years into a reality.


I chose to publish How He Really Feels as my experimental book. I started writing this story about fifteen years ago (on a yellow legal pad… which at some point I typed). Back in December 2012, I opened up my Word Document to see what it looked like. It was 36 pages (somewhere around 37,000 words), and it was the basic story but with very little detail. I still have it saved that way. So I took the story and played with it, adding detail and description and scenes from December until April, and I ended up with the final published product you see today. It worked for me as a standalone. Because I was too shy to share my writing with anyone, I just hit PUBLISH and waited to see what happened. I sold a couple of books the day it went live, and I was already excited. I messaged the What to Read after Fifty Shades of Grey and Korner Kafe Exposed Facebook pages and asked if they would promote my book, and both did. And then the sales increased… so I owe a huge debt of thanks to Summer and Kim over at their awesome pages. Once the reviews started rolling in, I saw that people needed more story. They needed to know what happened to Travis.


So here we are. Book #2 has been published. And, oddly, What He Really Feels never would have been written if it weren’t for reader reviews. I myself had never written a review until I published my first book. Now as an actual published author who is seeing her dreams come true, I realize how much authors rely on reader reviews – and for more than one reason. For one, it helps point out both strengths and weaknesses. But more importantly, your reviews help spread the books of indie authors like me! So my point is this: THANK YOU to all of you who write reviews!




1. Tell us your favorite characteristic about the hero in this series.

It depends on if you see Nick or Travis as the hero of the trilogy. If it’s Nick, I love that he’s a total Prince Charming who knows how to treat a woman right. If it’s Travis, I love everything about him! If I had to pick one characteristic, I guess I would have to choose how lovable he is.


2. Tell us your favorite characteristic about the heroine in this series.

Julianne’s confidence is probably my favorite characteristic. She’s optimistic and goes after what she wants.


3. What are three aspects of this second book, WHAT HE REALLY FEELS, you’re most proud of?

1. The random bits of humor

2. The minor character Tracy

3. I wrote it in under a month


4. What five words do you hope readers will use to describe WHAT HE REALLY FEELS?

entertaining, refreshing, endearing, steamy, hot


5. Without spoiling anything, and using four adjectives, what can readers expect from the third book in the He Feels trilogy?

passionate, witty, dramatic, concluding


6. What was the last book you read for fun?

Seduction and Snacks by Tara Sivec. I totally laughed out loud through the entire thing.


7. What’s the next book on your personal TBR?

Wallbanger by Alice Clayton


8. What’s your favorite romance sub-genre to read, aside from Contemporary Romance?

Chick Lit and Erotica


9. Tell us your number one guilty reading pleasure.

FSoG for sure. When I first read it, I read the trilogy immediately again, and then I reread it twice more, all back to back. I couldn’t get enough of Christian and Ana. Then I found Crossfire, and then I found Gabriel’s Inferno, but nothing beats dreamy Christian.


10. Name several authors that truly inspire you.

Emily Giffin, E. L. James, Sylvia Day, Nicholas Sparks, Emma Chase, Tara Sivec, Gail McHugh, K. Bromberg



 Travis: Josh Duhamel

Gorgeous: Mila Kunis

Dan: Jensen Ackles

Julianne: Katie Cassidy

Nick: Henry Cavill


GORGEOUS POV POST: When Gorgeous and Tiger Meet


You know those days or weeks right after you break up with someone, even if you were the one to initiate the break-up? They’re tough on the heart, and I was in that place when I walked into Mahogany. I was in the “I’ll never love again” stage. I was hurt, because even though I had to break things off with my ex, break-ups were always difficult. I was even in the “I can’t even look at men right now” stage. Just the thought of getting back into a relationship scared the hell out of me.

So Sydney and her roommate Vanessa decided we needed a Girl’s Night Out. I was in; wine and friends and music were exactly what I needed. I borrowed a tall pair of black heels from Sydney and paired them with a skirt and a shimmery top.

We sat at a table and ordered red wine, and then Syd added on a Buttery Nipple shot for each of us. Once our shots arrived, Syd toasted: “To getting drunk enough to forget.” We held our shots in the air and tapped our glasses together, and then we each threw them back. It had been a few years since I’d done shots, and it tasted like college. But it slid down my throat sweetly, and I immediately wanted another.

We’d just finished our third shot when I glanced up toward the bar. My glass of wine was nearly empty and I hadn’t seen our waitress in awhile.

And then I saw him.

Once my eyes found him, I couldn’t seem to look anywhere else. He looked wild and untamable and ferocious and sexy, but at the same time, he looked like he was sweet and playful, and he was that perfect combination of hot and adorable all at the same time.

Just like a tiger. Fierce and cute.

The moment my eyes spotted that tall, sexy, hunk of a man, I felt the need to be the one to tame the ferocious tiger inside.

Something inside of me leapt back to life. Gone were whatever “stages” I found myself in. Gone were the tears and the heartbreak and the getting away.

The only thing on my mind once I spotted him was how I was going to get into his bed.

Once that thought hit my mind, I was at once shocked and relieved. I’d never, ever had a random sexual encounter. I was feisty, but I was a good girl. Yet looking at this man made me want to be a bad girl. I’d never looked at a man that screamed “SEX” at me the way this one did, and this was all just looking at him across a bar from my table with Sydney and Vanessa. I hadn’t even made eye contact yet.

The feeling of relief came from that feeling alive again. It had only been a few days since the break-up, but the first few days are the worst. Those are the days when you feel like you’ll never be happy again. And just looking at this guy – not even making eye contact, just looking at him and the way he sat at the bar, his back to me as he sat in the middle of his friends – awakened those feelings that had been lost.

“What are you looking at?” Sydney asked, following my line of site. “Damn,” she drawled slowly, pronouncing it as a two-syllable word (“Day-ummm”) once her eyes landed where mine had.

“Dibs,” I claimed him. No way was I letting Syd have this one.

She huffed an irritated sigh. “Fine. His friends are hot, too.”

“Didn’t notice,” I said.

“Dibs on the one on the left,” Vanessa said.

I giggled. “Hands off the middle one.”

“Shit,” Syd said, left with the last guy… not that it was a bad deal. As I tore my eyes from the sexy tiger, I noticed his friends were, in fact, attractive as well.

“The waitress hasn’t been by in awhile,” I hinted.

“Are you suggesting we walk up to the bar to purchase our next round?” Sydney teased.

I raised my eyebrows and then smiled. “I guess that’s our only option.”

We made our way to the bar, and the closer I walked to him, the more my heart rate sped up until I thought it was going to beat right out of my chest.

I ordered my drink, and I could hear the pounding rush of my heart in my ears. I was nervous, my only saving grace those three Buttery Nipples and the one glass of wine. I swear I could feel his eyes on me in those moments when I stood at the bar. The little hairs on the back of my neck prickled in awareness at his proximity, and I felt a quiver of excitement shoot through me.

After I placed my order, I turned toward him, and Syd and Vanessa mirrored my movements, heading toward his friends.

Up close, he was heart-stoppingly handsome, so much that looking at him literally took my breath away. All I could do for a moment was stare at him and drink in his chiseled features. Everything about him screamed red-blooded male. He had dark hair that looked soft enough to run my fingers through and chocolate eyes that I could get lost in. His square jaw had just the right amount of sexy stubble on it, and I imagined how rough it would feel under my tongue. I was stunned at the lusty direction of my thoughts, but this man awakened things in me I didn’t know existed.

And I hadn’t even spoken a word to him yet.

The more I stared at him, the more I realized that I had no chance with a man who looked like that. He was so far above my league, but I was a little tipsy and feeling a confidence that I would never have felt if not for three Buttery Nipples.

“Hey, tiger,” I finally said, surprised at how composed my tone was when I was shaking like a leaf on the inside. It felt completely natural to call him the nickname that had been in my head since the moment I’d first laid eyes on him.

“Hey gorgeous,” he replied, and then he hit me with a grin.

I am pretty sure my heart stopped completely in that moment.

I was blinded by his smile and the way it lit up his entire face.

I had never believed in the ridiculous notion of love at first sight, but I knew that there was more between us than just an attraction.

I needed to feel him. I’d never had such a strong pull tugging me to a man before, but I needed to find some way to feel his body against mine. Just for the night, I promised myself. I couldn’t jump right back into a relationship, but I could certainly have a night of fun.

“Want to dance?” I asked.

He nodded, so I pulled his hand and he lifted off of his barstool , following behind me to the dance floor. I finally got a good look at his body unfolded from the stool, and he stood a full foot taller than me. Justin Timberlake’s “Like I Love You” pumped from the speakers, and I shimmied against this godlike creature before me, wondering what the hell he had hidden under his black shirt and jeans.

His hands gripped my hips, and that was the moment when I knew for sure that the night would end with me in his bed. All I could imagine was those strong fingers gripping my hips against his body without the barrier of clothes. The way he clutched me close against him made me feel like he owned me. It was one of the sexiest moments of my life, and it was taking place in the middle of a crowded dance floor. I tilted my head up and back, and his lips slid over mine for just a moment.

I swear I was going to have a heart attack at this rate, the way my heart kept speeding up and slowing down.

That kiss.



It was fast, but it spoke volumes. It was electric, maybe the most electric kiss of my life, and that was just a quick, closed mouth one. I couldn’t imagine what a full-on kiss with tongues would feel like.

His eyes showed the surprise I felt at our quick connection. I laced my fingers through his on my hips, loving the way our fingers twined together. I grinned up at him, and his eyes suddenly took on a melancholy sadness.

He leaned down to my ear, and I took in his fresh scent. He smelled like clean laundry and soap, and I wanted to breathe him in forever.

“I’m moving out of Arizona in two days,” he said, his warm breath against my ear sending chills down my legs.

Was it a warning? I wasn’t sure, but I didn’t really care. I had to have more time with him. I still wasn’t in a place to start anything serious, not after my recent break-up. But the connection I had with this man left me panting with need. I wasn’t going to end the night without more from him, and I was fine with one night that would surely be magical, one night that I could remember forever.

One night with no strings attached.

So I said something to make my inner slut proud. “Perfect. I’m looking for something without strings anyway.”



About the Author

Lisa Suzanne is a high school English teacher who lives at home in Arizona with her amazing husband and adorable yellow lab. She loves summer more than her students do.

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