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Her Perfect Affair by Priscilla Oliveras
Rosa Fernandez isn’t impulsive, but she’s had a long-time crush on dreamy Jeremy Taylor and it’s time to take action. When their situation gets complicated, all they’ve worked for seems threatened. Can forever really grow from just-one-night? Find out in this sweet friends become lovers title releasing March 27 from Kensington Publishing.
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About Her Perfect Affair:
Title: Her Perfect Affair
Author: Priscilla Oliveras
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March 27, 2018
Publisher: Zebra Shout - Kensington Publishing
Series: Matched to Perfection
Format: Digital eBook / Print
Digital ISBN: B073NNQR5S
Print ISBN: 9781420144291
The Fernandez sisters have always had big dreams, and the talent and drive to pursue them. And in this sunny, spicy new series, each one will discover that success is that much sweeter when love follows . . .
Rosa Fernandez doesn’t act on impulse—she’s the responsible one, planning her career with precision, finally landing a job as the librarian at conservative Queen of Peace Academy, confining her strongest emotions to her secret poetry journal. But she’s been harboring a secret crush on dreamy Jeremy Taylor, and after one dance with him at her sister’s wedding, Rosa longs to let loose for the first time. She deserves some fun, after all. So what if she doesn’t have a shot with Jeremy, not with his wealthy pedigree and high profile lifestyle. But one dance leads to one kiss, and soon Rosa is head-over-heels . . .
The adopted son of a prominent Chicago lawyer, Jeremy has a lot to live up to—especially with his birth father in prison—the perfect example of a bad example. With a big promotion and a move to Japan in the works, Jeremy is worlds away from settling down. But sweet, steady Rosa is a temptation he doesn’t want to deny himself, at least for now. Yet when their simple fling turns complicated, everything they’ve both worked for is threatened—except the red-hot intimacy they’ve found together. Can forever really grow from just-for-now?
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Excerpt:
Copyright© 2018 Her Perfect Affair
Priscilla Oliveras
“Buen provecho,” the old man murmured.
She gave him a shy smile of thanks as she reached for the proffered champagne flute, then sidled away from the bar.
Jeremy fell into step alongside her and her heart rate blipped with glee.
“What did he say when he handed you your drink?” he asked. “Good something, right?”
She nodded, remembering Jeremy’s recent decision to start learning Spanish. “Literally it means, ‘enjoy your meal,’ but in this sense, it’s more like, ‘enjoy.’”
“Well then”—leaning closer to her, he clinked his flute against hers—“buen pro-pro—”
“Provecho,” she finished, her belly flip-flopping at his chagrined smile.
They walked a few more steps before she worked up the courage to ask, “So, um, where’s your date?”
Vice by L.M. Pruitt
Title: Vice
Author: L.M. Pruitt
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: December 20, 2017
There are three things Jeannie Jackson knows for certain:
1. Relationships are more trouble than their worth.
1. Relationships are more trouble than their worth.
2. There's no such thing as too much of a good thing.
3. She's never going back to Cotton Creek.
When tragedy strikes, pulling her back to her hometown and right in to the arms --and bar--of the last man she ever expected to see again, Jeannie starts to wonder what else she's been wrong about and whether love, like every other vice, is too addictive to walk away from....
Morning came far too early, but at least I didn’t greet it with a hangover. I opened my bedroom door just as Tammy stepped out of the bathroom, shiny and prim and proper. We both stared at each other for a moment, Tammy recovering before I did. “I didn’t hear you come in last night.”
“You were asleep.” I crossed my arms and leaned against the doorframe, studying what was no doubt her church dress. All she needed was a hat and some white gloves and she’d fit in perfectly with the Baptists. “Call your friend and tell her you don’t need a ride. I’ll take you kids this morning.”
“What?” She widened her eyes, her jaw dropping open for the briefest of seconds before she regained control. “I mean, why?”
“Maybe I feel like I need God this morning.” I stepped back in my bedroom before she could accuse me of being sacreligious, cursing myself for being impulsive even as I flipped through my mental closet, trying to determine if I even owned something church appropriate.
It turned out the only thing even close was the dress I’d worn to Loretta’s viewing and funeral and while it wouldn’t have been my first choice… well, you made do with what you had.
I paid absolutely no attention to the sermon, going over the mental list of things I needed to do at the magazine and the house next week. I was picking out paint for my office when Tammy elbowed me in the ribs and all but pushed me out of the pew and in to the aisle. Scowling over my shoulder at her, I said, “What?”
“The service is over.” She nudged me aside, shooing Dolly and Conway out in to the aisle ahead of us before linking her arm with mine. “Normally we’d go back to Sandy’s house and eat lunch.”
“Why don’t you pick another restaurant and we’ll try it out.” My smile faltered when I caught sight of an all too familiar figure. He was wearing a suit instead of jeans but I’d recognize that ass anywhere. Leaning toward Tammy and lowering my voice, I said, “Who’s the guy?”
“Which guy?” She followed my gaze and rolled her eyes, ruining the attempt at disgust when she also let out a small sigh. “Oh, him. Yeah. He’s the reason about half the women are here.”
“Right, but who is he?”
“That’s Abraham. Abraham Hansom.” She glanced up at me. “Do you know him?”
“Yeah.” I all but felt the color drain from my face as memories from last night flashed through my mind. “Yeah, I know him.”
Fuck. Me.
With roots sank deep in Florida soil—the land of oranges, alligators, Publix, and hurricanes—L.M. Pruitt has been writing about the peculiarities and quirks of the region and its people for years. There may not be actual vampires in the area but there are mosquitos which, quite frankly, is close enough.
Ms. Pruitt holds a bachelor’s in criminal justice (hence the more macabre nature of books such as Silk and The Andersons) from Florida State University and is in the process of earning two additional degrees in history and political science (because you never know when the intrigues of the Tudor Court will come in handy). She resides in Florida with one black cat who happens to be a champion mosquito killer.
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