My Shelf Monday: Tease 4

This last week was pretty much consumed by two things: Tease 4 and Tease 5. Therefore the only thing I have to talk about on my shelf this week, is my own book (lame!). Tease 4 is publishing as we speak and should be coming up for sale at all the vendors over the next few hours.

I publish all my books to as many platforms as I can because I want as many people to be able to read them as possible. All my books are available for Kindle, Nook, iBooks, Kobo, Smashwords, and ARe. I’m not currently on Sony or Google Play because I haven’t had the energy to tackle these last two. I also always make my books available in paperback. Tease will be no exception. After Tease 5 is done and out, I will work on getting the paperback of all five volumes together! I’m thinking Adam from Tease 1 is the obvious paperback cover. Thoughts?

So Tease 5. According the schedule it will publish on August 4th. This is why I have been working so hard to get it done. Normally I take each volume one by one. But next week I’ll be in San Antonio at RWA and I can guarantee you my writing time will be limited. Instead, I’ll be focusing on the craft of writing and hopefully making some fantastic connections to help Tease and The Storm Inside get into the hands of more readers. So I’m working my tail off to get Tease 5 done before I leave. Not published, just written so that when I get back from RWA and my head is in the clouds, all I have to worry about are covers, formatting, blurbs, proofreading, and minor revisions. Not the big creative push that is needed to get a story down on the page. Meaning Tease 5 will release on time (or before!)

So what does Tease 4 look like? You want a peek? Take a look and then scroll down for a pivotal scene and links to get the book. I’ll update the links as they go live. Thanks for reading!! xoxo

 

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I was so lost in thought that I didn’t hear the shower turn off or see Adam, towel wrapped around his waist, come up behind me. Not until I felt his lips on my neck. “I didn’t mean anything,” he whispered, looking up at me in the foggy mirror. His hair was damp and wild.

“I know,” I whispered back. He was reading me again—sensing my moods and thoughts better than I could.

“I don’t think you do. All I meant was that after a week of daily sex I expected us both to feel satisfied.”

“You don’t?”

He shook his head slowly, his eyes locked onto mine. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”

My heart skipped a beat and my skin heated. “I’m trying to store up as much of you as I can before you’re gone.”

He kept his eyes on me as his hands rubbed up and down my bare arms. “Is the haunted look in your eyes because I put you back in the news?”

“You saw that, huh?”

He chuckled and pulled my back flush against his firm front, wrapping one arm around my chest and resting his chin on the top of my head. “It was a little hard to miss. My phone rang most of the day. And I had someone tailing me.”

I closed my eyes, remembering the jewelry Roger mentioned. “You can thank my parents for that one. Sorry.”

He shook his head. “Doesn’t bother me. I don’t have anything to hide.”

I swallowed and took a deep breath before saying what I knew needed to be said, but still scared the crap out of me anyway. I had bigger problems than how vulnerable the adoration of a wonderful man made me feel. I would deal with the consequences of letting Adam into my life later, after I was done managing the chaos of my past. “I think we need to talk.”

Adam nodded, moving my head along with his. “We do. But not naked, wet, and starving. Let’s get dinner and come back up here to get whatever we need out into the air.”

Part of me wanted to bare my soul while naked in the bathroom with Adam. It seemed right somehow, but I also knew these types of confessions changed things. It might be best if I were clothed when I offered Adam my heart—just in case he rejected it. “Downstairs?”

“I can go down and grab takeout. You look tired.”

I shook my head. If I stayed home in a t-shirt cuddled up on the couch I would get stuck in my head. The isolation and darkness would start to creep in on me. I needed to get dressed and get out. It always helped me bounce back from a day like this if I could see the world still moving. Seeing people, even strangers, somehow forced me to put one foot in front of the other and keep going.

I wouldn’t if I stayed here. Even with Adam. “No, let’s go eat. I could use the fresh air.”

He watched me carefully as I dressed. I could tell he was worried by the soft look in his eye and tick in his jaw, but he didn’t ask any questions.

My hunger got the best of me and I pulled Adam behind me on the way down the stairs. Apparently my half-eaten lunch, followed by exhausting phone calls and fabulous floor sex, wasn’t enough to get me through the day. At the landing I heard a strange sound. Something in the back of my mind went on alert. The sound wasn’t normal and I needed to pay attention. But I was hungry, so I ignored the quiet little warning.

It wasn’t until I opened the door to the street and was greeted by a wall of photographers that I fully registered the sounds of paparazzi. I, brilliantly, stood there like an idiot with my mouth hanging open and the door in my hand, before Adam stepped in front of me, removed my hand, and slammed the door before anyone could push their camera inside.

“What the fuck is that?” Adam ran his hand through his hair and then guided me backwards from the door.

I swallowed, still staring at the door, as I fumbled for my phone. Roger was making sure I followed through on my plans. He’d called in the press. He was going to make my life hell until the interview and photo shoot were done. “Andres, I have a situation at my apartment.”

“I’ll be there in five. Go back inside and stay there.” I slid the phone back into my pocket and looked at Adam.

“Who is Andres? What the hell is going on?” He looked so confused.

“My security.”

Adam jerked his head back. “Why do you have security in town?”

Only my eyes moved as I tracked Adam’s movements. “I told you we needed to talk.”

He stopped in front of me and put his hands lightly on my arms. “Elizabeth, I know we hit the news hard, but this… we shouldn’t have twenty photographers waiting outside your door. We’re not that big of a story.”

“Unfortunately we are, thanks to Cybil and Roger.”

I swear I saw steam come off of Adam’s head. His eyes widened and lips thinned as he grappled with how to reply. “Your parents are doing this to you?”

I nodded once. It was a little easier confiding in Adam now that I knew who he was. His easy confidence with security and publicity came from a lifetime of his own experiences. I briefly wondered if anyone ever tried to drag his name through the papers and I realized that being a McKinley and a Callaway was completely different from being a Hope or a Lawrence. Just as rich and famous, but totally different worlds.

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Posted on July 14, 2014, in Book, Excerpt, My Shelf Monday, Tease and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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