Spotlight
BLITZ with author Annabeth Leong
Hey
all! Back to the posting frenzy … or my attempt to get caught up
after a grueling illness that seriously set me back. You are going to
see a lot of posts over the next couple of days so please bear with
me. Those of you that have been around know that I have featured Ms.
Annabeth Leong several times recently. This author is a writing
machine because she doesn't ever seem to NOT have a new release ready
to come out right after the next. Not a bad thing by any means. It
just means that you will likely see quite a lot of her. I hope you
have enjoyed getting to know about her books as much as I have and
that you enjoy this one just as much. Please allow me to introduce to
the blog, once again:
**ANNABETH
LEONG**
**BIO**
Annabeth
Leong has written erotica of many flavors. She loves shoes,
stockings, cooking and excellent bass lines. She always keeps a new
e-book loaded on her phone and a paperback stashed in her purse, but
her eyes are still bigger than her stomach whenever she visits a
bookseller. Watch for her
next contemporary erotic romance from Ellora's Cave, Design and
Scandal.
You
can find out more about Ms. Leong in the following places:
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A
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erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave
**BLURB**
Renovators
have invaded the home of Jason and Eliza Wu. The two haven’t seen a
clean surface in months and, even worse, haven’t had a moment to
themselves. With stress in their work lives added to stress at home,
the couple desperately needs to have some fun. Jason and Eliza embark
on a bold plan to make love and get out of the house—at the same
time. Through a series of hot adventures and wild mishaps in the car,
at Eliza’s mother’s house, on the top floor of the library and
everywhere in between, Jason and Eliza find that not only can they
survive renovations, they might even be sorry when they’re over.
**EXCERPT**
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If you are under the age of 18, it is necessary for you to exit this
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By
scooting the heaviest things out of the way with the side of her
thigh, Eliza could open the refrigerator door just enough to slide
her arm in and identify a wine cooler by shape. She snaked it out of
the refrigerator, but her hand slipped on the sweating glass bottle
just before she got it clear. It crashed to the floor and shattered,
soaking the lower half of her stockings and the big bags of flour and
rice from the pantry with pink, sugary alcohol. Shards of glass
surrounded her and Eliza swallowed, thinking of her bare feet.
Her
husband responded before she could. “Don’t move,” Jason said.
He was barefoot himself, but that didn’t stop him from getting in
close enough to sweep her up into his arms. The man might sit behind
a desk all day at work, but he put in his time at the gym. His taut
muscles flexed around Eliza as he lifted her out of the mess and
glass and tucked her against his chest.
Jason
carried Eliza to the other side of the room and set her on the table.
“Are you all right? Did you cut yourself?” He lifted one sticky,
stocking-covered foot in his hand and inspected it for injuries.
“I
didn’t get hurt.” Eliza caught his other hand and brought it to
her lips. “Thanks, Jason. Really.”
He
kissed the side of her face in response, and she wished he’d gone
for her mouth instead. She reached to pull him in for a better kiss,
but before she could he crossed back to the refrigerator and folded
his arms across his chest. Eliza and Jason both sighed.
“I
think we’re going to have to throw all this food away because of
the glass,” Jason said.
“I’m
sorry.” She got off the table and tapped one foot, trying to
remember where they’d moved the broom.
“You
stay there. I’ll take care of this.”
“If
you say so.”
“I
do.”
Eliza
smiled, a little of the tension easing. “I want to do something
really fun at home for our anniversary. It’s five years, and maybe
our last chance before we have to grow up for real and behave. We
should jump on the beds and have sex on the kitchen table.”
“About
that…”
“What?”
“If
you haven’t opened the document I shared with you, then you didn’t
see the note I made about the latest delay.”
Eliza’s
voice darkened. “What?”
“When
they checked out the master bathroom, they found a rotten beam. It
needs to be fixed, but Bob said it means the job won’t be done
until mid-August.”
“But
that’s only two weeks before our anniversary! That’s more than a
month behind schedule.”
Jason
shrugged. He wrapped his hand in a dishtowel and began throwing items
from the pantry into a big black trash bag. “I don’t like it any
more than you. They have to finish the job eventually, one way or
another.”
“He
always finds something else! Did you ask him if he’s sure about the
schedule this time?”
Jason
stood abruptly and stepped away from the mess in front of the
refrigerator. “I don’t want you criticizing me for how I talked
to Bob. Why did we think renovations were a good idea?”
“Oh,
Jason.” Eliza rushed to his side and tried to put her arms around
him, but he shook her off.
Her
husband rubbed one hand over his face. “I don’t want us to fight
again. I want to have a nice time with you tonight. Do you know why I
was upset when you got home? I left the office a little early and I
was going to straighten up around here and make you dinner. If we
could open the damn refrigerator, you’d see I picked up avocados
and a bunch of other stuff you like. I got home and found the kitchen
like this, and I knew I couldn’t get it sorted out in time to
surprise you.”
Jason
grunted and tossed a few more things into the trash bag. Eliza
hovered nearby, wishing she could wave their problems away and start
the fun they both wanted. She found herself staring at his firm ass,
trying to remember the last time she’d really grabbed it. They’d
always had a good relationship, a hot relationship. She’d been
shocked to see how the stress of renovations had reduced them to
sniping at each other.
“I
miss you, Jason.”
He
stopped moving. “What do you mean?”
“I
miss your body. When was the last time we really had some time to
ourselves?”
“You
mean other than time we spend complaining to each other about the
renovations from hell?”
“I
love that you were going to make me dinner. Really, I do. It’s just
there’s something I might need more than dinner. I think we both
need it.”
A
slow grin spread over Jason’s face. “I may have had an ulterior
motive when I decided to make you dinner.”
“I
hope you did.” Eliza reached out to him with one hand. “Can’t
we clean it up in the morning? We have to stop letting these
renovations ruin our lives.”
Jason
took her in his arms before she finished her sentence.
Sounds
smoking hot! And I love that this is a married couple. Sometimes it
is nice to read about how hot married life can be. Who said the
single peeps were the only ones to have fun? SO tell me what you
thought. I always welcome your comments to please feel free to leave
your feedback about any portion of the post. Do you like reading
about married couples, or do you prefer them to still be single? Or
maybe you don't care either way. Let me know!
I
want to thank Ms. Leong for being here with us today once again. It
is always a pleasure and I always enjoy myself immensely! I hope that
you do as well. Remember that support is key for an author you enjoy,
so if you found this book intriguing, please consider purchasing a
copy for yourself. I wish everyone a truly fabulous day and hope that
you enjoyed your time spent with us today! See you all soon! Until
then ...
HAPPY
READING!!!
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