Background of the book
Something to Lose is set in lovely Canandaigua, New York, one of my favorite places in the world. My cousin moved there eight years ago and my family has visited every summer since. The downtown area is quaint and the lake is beautiful. Canandaigua is one of the Finger Lakes, which means that the lake is long and skinny. Yep, like a finger. I love boating right down the middle of the lake and checking out all the houses that line the shore, wishing that someday, one of them could be mine.
I wanted to write a romantic suspense novel set in this area, which to its credit doesn’t ooze suspense There was a time, however, when the Rochester area did have its share of trouble. The mob was very active in Rochester and Buffalo in the seventies and eighties. The mob is a horrible reality, but people are intrigued by mafia life and the stories somehow make for good entertainment.
In Something to Lose, I present the idea that the mob is still active in this area. I have no reason to think that it is, but I have no reason to think that it isn’t either. It doesn’t seem like a far stretch to think that it’s still around, working underground and trying to conduct their business under the radar. I have a very active imagination, but in the end, Something to Lose is a work of fiction.
In addition to setting my book in Canandaigua, I wanted to write about a woman with a Polish background. I’ve been blessed with a large, Polish family myself and I wanted to pay homage to the greatness that it is. My family isn’t all sunshine and roses, I don’t think any family is, but the good outweighs the bad a hundredfold.
Something to Lose
by Tamra Lassiter
Everyone has something to lose.
Camden Piotrowski is justifiably upset to find her boyfriend in the arms of another woman. But it’s not the end of her world and definitely not something that a bubble bath, good wine, and cookie dough won’t help. Her pity party is interrupted when handsome Seth Vendetti bursts into her bathroom. She soon discovers that her world and those in it are not as they seem. Can she trust Seth’s version of the truth and make him realize that even he has something to lose?
I finish and place my plate and fork on the coffee table and turn to face Joey. He’s totally into me, or seems to be, but is it enough for him to want to go for the full gusto? He leans towards me and lightly kisses me just below my right ear. The motion does absolutely nothing for me other than make me feel a little nauseous. It’s not like when Seth’s lips touch me. Thoughts of Seth make my cheeks flush. Joey must take that as a good sign because he goes for my lips next. I fight the urge to flee and try to fake enjoyment. Does it work? Can he tell?
Joey’s hands move around my neck. He pulls me closer. I pull away and look to him shyly.
“You feel it, don’t you?” he asks, a creepy smile on his face.
I smile, as if I’m embarrassed. I know my cheeks are still flushed, mostly with worry for what I’m about to do. I nod my head towards Comb-Over and Crooked Nose, who have just taken seats at the table. “Can they go somewhere?” I ask as innocently as possible. I even bat my eyelashes a couple times just for effect. Joey smiles again, this time triumphant, a knowing smile and then snaps his fingers. The men exit my apartment without saying a word.
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Tamra Lassiter lives in Northern Virginia with her supportive husband, two lovely daughters, elegant Great Dane and not-so-elegant, but very sweet, English Bulldog. She enjoys spending time with her family, reading and of course, writing.
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