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Danny by Margo Anne Rhea
Blurb:
Paige Warren is sure she’s come to terms with her impending divorce,
until she wakes up in bed with her soon-to-be ex, Danny. Worse yet, the bed
belongs to Stacey, the sexual surrogate Paige and Danny have been sleeping with
for months -- and Stacey’s not there.
As much as Paige tries to deny it, she soon realizes she’s still in love
with Danny. Now she’s torn between him and the woman who holds them together.
Should she risk hurting Stacey to rekindle a monogamous relationship with the
man she once thought she’d spend the rest of her life with, or should she learn
from past experience?
Danny is a sensual, erotic novella following one woman's struggle
between a love she thought was over and a relationship that's barely begun
You can add Danny to your to-read list on Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/17840410-danny
You can find more about Danny on the Entranced site, you can also find the
buy links here as soon as Danny is available:
http://www.entrancedpublishing.com/imprints/thrills/danny/
Guest Post
On a typical day, I have to squeeze my writing in when I
can. I’m a marketing specialist for a small firm and am lucky enough to be able
to set my own hours. But sometimes, the workload is grueling and instead of
starting late, or taking a two-hour lunch, I end up working fifteen hour days.
On those days especially, it’s nice to be able to escape into my fictional
worlds, even if for just half an hour.
On my days off, when I can really dig into my writing, I
typically grab my laptop and my favorite beach lounger, and head over to the
beach. There’s something so calming about looking out at the crisp, blue of the
ocean. Being there helps me center my thoughts and shut out everything except
my story. Those are the days I put down a heavy word count.
But, Florida is kind of known for summer rain showers, so my
beach plans don’t always work out the way I hope. On those days, I head over to
a little beachside grill and settle in with some coffee and biscuits. The rain
can be great for writing emotional scenes.
Either way, getting out of the house helps me be productive.
When I’m trying to write from home, I’m more likely to stop writing to do
laundry or call a friend. Taking my work somewhere else, helps me leave the
distractions behind. The less distraction, the steamier my stories become!
Informaton about the book:
Title: Danny
Author: Margo Anne Rhea
Genre: Contemporary-Erotic Romance
Publisher: Entranced Publishing
Length: 38 pgs
Release Date: May 20, 2013
Excerpt:
© 2013 Margo Anne Rhea
THE MORNING I REALIZED I still had
feelings for Danny was a rainy, gloomy one. Just like all those lazy, stormy
Saturdays he and I used to spend in bed together–before Stacey. A hand slid up
my thigh, pulling me from sleep. I stretched into the caress, reaching out for
her. My muscles ached with that well-used, morning-after feeling. How like
Stacey–to wake up wanting more.
I crawled sleepy fingers across linen until I
felt warmth, smooth skin, a hipbone. Goose bumps rose under my hand, and I
traveled north for more fun. The corners of my lips turned up in a smile as I
anticipated cupping Stacey’s full breast, her taut nipple tickling my palm.
But instead I was fondling a very flat, very
male chest. I’d like to say I shot off the bed faster than I’d ever moved
before. But I didn’t. Instead, I lingered, breathing in time to his heartbeat.
I would know that cadence anywhere. I’d laid my head on that chest and listened
to that heart beat a million times before, but I pried my eyes open and focused
on him, just to be sure.
The sight that greeted me was all too familiar:
lean muscles; smooth, tan skin; dark, military hair. His square jaw clenched
tight, and his brown eyes narrowed in an unreadable expression. Yep, I was in
bed with my husband–my naked, estranged husband. And our girlfriend was nowhere
to be seen.
“Where’s Stacey?” I whispered the words. Maybe I
was afraid I would spook him. Maybe I was afraid I’d spook myself. I still
hadn’t taken my hand back.
“Work, early.” The old Danny would have made
sure I knew when she’d left, when she would be back, and every detail in
between. Of course, the old Danny wouldn’t be married to one woman and sleeping
with another.
I sighed and reclaimed my hand; his was still on
my leg. Three years of marriage had been reduced to two-word sentences and
mistaken caresses. I slid to the edge of the bed, keeping the ecru sheet
stretched securely over my nudity. Danny traced my spine with his fingertips as
I turned my bare back to him and kicked my legs over the edge of the bed.
He exhaled heavily. “Don’t go.” His voice was
soft and gravelly. I froze at the sound of it. “Paige, stay.” He tried again,
but all his entreaty did was spur me into motion.
My panties were on the floor by my feet, and I
wasted no time yanking the pink lace up my legs. The sheet slipped, falling
with a soft whoosh onto its fitted counterpart as I stood to pull those panties
into place. He moaned
the second my ass was covered.
About the Author:
Margo is a marketing specialist by day, and a writer of erotic romance
by night. When she's not busy penning steamy fantasies, she can be found
man-watching on the beach. She is a lover of shiny things and an avid collector
of shoes, but her heart will always belong to books.
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Thanks for having me over today! I appreciate it :)
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