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Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Just One Night by Lauren Layne Character Interview

New York’s hottest “sexpert” has been living a lie—and it’s up to one man to keep her honest . . . all night long.

Riley McKenna knows sex – good sex, bad sex, kinky sex…Her articles in Stiletto magazine are
consistently the publication’s most scandalous—and the most read. But Riley has a secret…all that sexy talk? Not an ounce of it comes from personal experience. Her own bedroom escapades are more limited than even her best friends know. When her editor requests that all columnists write something more personal for Stiletto’s anniversary issue, Riley turns to the one man she’s always been able to count on and calls in the favor of a lifetime.

Sam Compton would do anything for Riley McKenna. Anything except be her experimental sex toy. He refuses her request. At least until she tells him that it’ll either be him or she’ll go to someone else. And that,
Sam can’t accept. Reluctantly he agrees to her terms—one night of completely meaningless sex in the name of research. Riley thinks she’s prepared for what awaits her in Sam’s bed.  After ten years of writing about sex, actually doing it shouldn’t be that different, right? So wrong. What starts as “one time only” becomes “just one more time.” And then one more. And before they know it, Riley and Sam learn first-hand that when it comes to love, there’s no such thing as just one night.

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Ten years ago, Sam Compton made a promise to keep his hands off his best friend's little sister, even if it killed him. And kill him it might, because Riley McKenna is the definition of irresistible. A decade later, Sam's still trying to keep that ill-fated promise. Riley has other ideas, and has cornered Sam at a family dinner into an interview for her latest magazine article.

Sam: Where's Liam? You said this was a family meeting, why are there--is that a recorder? Are you recording this? Seriously?

Riley: If you don't cooperate, I'll tell my mom you broke her favorite vase.

Sam: That was seven years ago.

Riley: MOM!

Sam: Okay. Fine. One question.

Riley: Five.

Sam: Three. Final offer.

Riley: Okay, five it is. First, let's start with your jeans. Did you pick them out because they make your butt look good, or because you like the way they sort of hug the front--

Sam: I bought them sight unseen online. Next?

Riley (*takes a close-up picture of said jeans*): That girl with the huge ta tas you brought to dinner a few months back. How serious is that?'

Sam: Well, we've broken up, so …

Riley: It was the self-tanner, wasn't it? Honestly, I swear some women try to look like an Oompa Loompa …

Sam: Is that really the question you want to ask?

Riley: Right. No. Forget that one. Let's get to the good stuff … what's your favorite sexual position?


Riley: If you don't answer, I'm writing that you only like missionary with the lights off and clothes on, and no woman will date you. Ever.

Sam (grinding teeth): I'm not answering.

Riley: Fine. Enjoy celibacy. Next question: do you like women better in black lace or red satin?

Sam: Are all of your questions about sex?

Riley: Who said anything about sex? I could have been talking about mittens, for all you know. Don't make assumptions.

Sam: Were you talking about mittens?

Riley: No, I was talking about lingerie, obviously. Mittens are boring. So which is it?

Sam: Pass.

Riley: You can't 'pass.You haven't answered anything.

Sam: Because this is ridiculous. One more question, then I'm out.

Riley (chews the end of her pen, thinking): Okay fine. Last question. If I tell you that my lingerie has both black lace and red satin, will you finally do me?

Sam: *gets up and leaves*

Riley: I'm taking that as a yes!

Sam: *slams door*

Author Info
Lauren Layne graduated from Santa Clara University with a B.S. in political science that she has yet to put to good use. After dabbling in an e-commerce career in Seattle and Southern California, Layne moved to New York City, where she now writes full-time. She lives with her husband and their plus-size pomeranian in a tiny Manhattan studio.

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