I’ve been fortunate enough to have a few family vacations in the Mayan Riviera. On my last visit to this astoundingly-beautiful place, it occurred to me I should set one of my romances there. After all, given the sun, the sand and the awe-inspiring scenery, it seemed a shame not to use it.

Thus, my paranormal romance Sunburn was born.

Now I did something a little offbeat with this book, in that I didn’t make use of Mayan mythology. Rather, I placed my favorite Greek god Apollo right in the thick of things. I thought to myself, “If Apollo were around today, and had an occupation, wouldn’t it make sense that he ran a 5-star resort in a beautiful beach locale?”

And so, making use of my own memories, I began a romance set in a resort similar to the one in which I stayed. This book really is my love letter to Mexico, and I hope the romance will be dear to your heart as well.

I’d like to give away a copy of Sunburn today. Please comment on this post with your email address and tell me about your favorite vacation spot. I will then award a winner based on the answer I like best.

Blurb:

Patience O’Conner is a travel blogger who lives for her work. Her dedication to her readers brings her to the famed Helios Resort in Mexico, a locale that stuns her with its beauty but at which she suffers from some very strange accidents.
Luckily, hunky resort bartender Apollo Delos is always there in the nick of time, a malcontent guardian angel. Apollo stuns Patience again and again with his life-saving abilities, to say nothing of his smoldering looks and apparent desire to keep her alive.
Before long, Patience wonders if there is more to the sexy bartender than mixed cocktails and insane first-aid skills. Something strange is happening at Helios and Apollo doesn’t want to talk about it.
Can Patience open herself up to this enigmatic man, even though she is terrified to be vulnerable again? And can Apollo recover from an eternity of hurt and learn to trust once more? They must both decide before Death comes calling.

Excerpt:

She approached the booth, only to find the blond bartender manning it. Her eyes almost popped and she blurted, “You!”

He grinned, but there was still a tightness around his eyes, as if he were sizing her up. “Hello, Patience.” His strained expression said volumes about what he considered to be the unsuitability of her name.

She tried to ignore the sucker punch in her gut, the one that hit her as soon as his deep, velvety voice caressed her eardrums. “Aren’t you supposed to be at the bar?”

His smile grew wider, showing off his perfect white teeth. “I’m everywhere.”

“Clearly.” She forced herself to look away from his gorgeous face, feeling light-headed because of the suns dancing in her eyes, the suns that seemed to come from him. To distract herself, she touched a few of the painted bowls on display. Not that it snuffed out those blasted suns.

He stepped closer. “Do you see anything you like?”

She choked on her saliva and coughed like a victim of the Black Death. He rushed to calm her, putting his hand on her back, massaging. She recovered upon feeling his touch and was hit by the bizarre, fleeting notion his touch made her recover. As if he’d healed her.

Utter nonsense. Yet as much as it was nonsense, her head swam with the bizarre possibility.

“Better?” he asked quietly, his face serious now.

She stared into the man’s eyes. They were blue, so very blue. “Uh, yeah, thanks.” Curiosity got the better of her and the question poured out. “What’s your name anyway?”

He breathed in. “Apollo Delos.”

“Oh, wow,” she said, breaking into a grin. “Just like Apolo Anton Ohno! I loved him on Dancing with the Stars!”

He got a curious look and let out a strange laugh. “Yeah. Just like him.”

Sunburn is available at http://www.lsbooks.com/sunburn-p743.php and http://www.amazon.com/Sunburn-Rosanna-Leo-ebook/dp/B00AY6Y02O/ref=la_B007X5P4I8_1_11?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1393858852&sr=1-11