Saturday, August 16, 2014

My Sexy Saturday with THERE GOES THE GROOM

It's great to be back at My Sexy Saturday! Today I have a snippet from my humorous contemporary romance, THERE GOES THE GROOM. Here's the blurb:
Eight years ago Tony left Olivia at the altar. He was sure she didn't really want to marry him. Now he's back, and they're forced to work together.
Coming home isn't easy for Tony, because his father wanted him to work at a trade instead of going off to college. Their relationship is still unsteady. Even before Tony's return, Olivia began questioning the depth of her love for her fiancé, a man she chose because he was safe and reliable. Yet the last thing she wants is a loveless, faithless marriage like the one her parents suffered through. 
When Tony, who never stopped loving her, insists her fiancé is the wrong man for her, Olivia sets out to prove him wrong. But the sexual chemistry between them is still strong, and so are her feelings for him. Even so, how can she break her engagement, hurt her fiancé as she was once hurt? And how can she trust Tony not to abandon her as he did before?
If anyone does the jilting this time, she will. 

And here's seven paragraphs from THERE GOES THE GROOM:
Tony stood with his arms around Olivia, his hands splayed across her breasts, her abdomen. His arousal pushed against her soft backside. Her head was thrown back against his shoulder, leaving her neck exposed to the sweet assault of his mouth. Her hands rested on top of his, urging him to touch, to explore.
“Remember, Olivia?  Remember what it was like between us? Does Stuart make you feel like this? Does he make you beg for more, make you wet with wanting?”
Olivia went completely still in his arms.
“When you make love with him, do you think of me?”
She pushed herself out of his arms, her hair tousled, her face flushed. She looked like a woman who’d just been made love to, thoroughly and satisfyingly. 
            Olivia soon regained her equilibrium. She took a pillow from the sofa and threw it at him. Her face was flushed red with anger. “Get out!”

            Tony grinned, catching the pillow and tossing it back on the sofa. “That’s very interesting. I think Freud would say you wouldn’t be so angry if you didn’t still have feelings for me.”

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