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After catching her husband in a
compromising position, Finley Granger finds herself in a new hell: reentering
the dating world. When she moves in with her grandmother, her great-aunt, and
their best friend, Finley finds herself surrounded by a trio of well-meaning
yet bumbling matchmakers.
In spite of their efforts, Finley only
has eyes for one person, and that’s Zeke Masters—the 6’4”, impossibly built,
and ridiculously good-looking new man in town. Along with her nether regions,
Finley’s journalistic spidey-senses tingle as to why he’s on sabbatical from
Seattle. Is he on the lam or escaping a bad breakup? What’s his story?!?!
As Finley finds herself reluctantly drawn
to the gorgeous IT guy, she can’t help but wonder: should she indulge in a
rebound tryst with the mysterious Zeke, or has she finally met her match?
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Except
As Zeke worked on
uploading the census records, I hoisted one of the many boxes from the
Henderson’s donation onto the table. It kicked up an epic dust cloud. I reached
inside to pluck out one of the moldering tomes of historical literature.
Wrinkling my nose, I fought the urge to sneeze. Instead, I cleared my throat.
When it still felt like I had swallowed a wad of sawdust, I coughed. And that
was my grievous mistake.
The force of the
cough dislodged the Ben Wa ball, sending it into an epic downward dive. Yes,
ladies and gentlemen the Ben Wa ball had left the building. Whirling away from
Zeke, I used my hand to try an inconspicuous crotch shuffle to send the ball
back to its point of origin. What happened next was truly against the laws of
motion. Because the universe apparently hated me, the ball escaped the confines
of my thong. As it started its descent down my thigh, I squeaked and clamped my
knees together.
“Are you all
right?” Zeke asked behind me.
I threw a glance
at him over my shoulder. “Uh, yeah, I . . .” Okay, I had no idea how I was
going to get out of this one. It wasn’t like I could say, “Well, here’s the thing. The Ben Wa ball I was using to strengthen my
pelvic floor muscles to keep my vagina healthy for the D just slipped out and
is about to make a very unhappy trail down my leg.”
“I think a bug
bit me or something.”
“Oh no. Want me
to take a look?”
“No!” When Zeke’s
eyes widened at my outburst, I said, “Sorry. I’m okay.”
“If you’re sure.”
“Totally.”
“I think I
might’ve found something interesting for your research.”
The only thing I
was interested in at the moment was getting the Ben Wa ball out of my pants
without Zeke seeing it. “Oh?”
“I definitely see
some Native American female names.”
Damn him for
being enthusiastic about my research. The last thing I wanted to do was walk
the couple of steps back over to him while trying to keep a Ben Wa ball from
rolling down my pants leg. Since I couldn’t see any other way out of it, I
nodded. Gritting my teeth, I started shuffling over to him.
When I started
lurching like Frankenstein’s monster, Zeke tilted his head curiously at me.
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Yep. Totally
fine,” I muttered.
Just as I reached
his chair, my knee shifted because of what I imagined was panic sweat
overtaking me. As the ball became dislodged, I bit down on my lip to keep from
squealing again. There was no saving the ball now or my humiliation for that
matter.
As soon as it
plopped onto my shoe, I flung my foot, sending it ricocheting into the desk. Of
course, it’s size caused it to make a tremendous ching-ching noise, which in
turn caused Zeke to rip his attention away from the screen. “What was that?”
“What was what?”
I questioned innocently.
He furrowed his
brows at me. “You didn’t hear that noise?”
“Uh, no.”
Plastering a smile on my face, I said, “I’m sorry. I was just so into what you
were saying.”
Ignoring my
response, Zeke quickly assessed the area around us. After I’d flung the ball
away, it had come to a rest to the right of his desk chair. When he bent over
to examine the ball, I inwardly began screaming noooooo while at the same time
cursing Estelle for even bringing the Ben Wa ball into my orbit.
Since the
universe hadn’t tortured me quite enough yet, Zeke picked up the ball.
“Interesting,” he murmured as he twisted it between his fingers.
I decided it was
best to play absolutely and completely clueless in this situation. “What is it?”
Silently, I prayed he wouldn’t respond with, “It looks like one of those sex
balls you shove up your cooch.”
“I don’t know.
Maybe a part off one of the desks or chairs. I should probably give it to
maintenance, so they can check all the furniture in here.”
Oh hell no.
Without a second thought, I snatched the ball out of his hands. Since I did it
rather abruptly, Zeke’s surprise was apparent on his face. Waving my free hand
dismissively, I said, “Don’t bother yourself with that. I’ll take it to them.”
“Thanks, Finley.”
After wheezing
out a breath, I replied, “You’re welcome.” I jerked my thumb over my shoulder.
“I’ll go do that right now.”
I didn’t bother
waiting for Zeke to reply. Instead, I power walked right out of the history
room. I’m sure if he was watching me he would have been puzzled at my
miraculous recovery, considering I’d been limping earlier.
At the first
trash can I could find, I deposited the Ben Wa ball. It seemed abundantly clear
that neither I nor my vagina were quite ready to handle the responsibility.
About Katie
Ashley
Katie Ashley is a New York Times, USA Today,
and Amazon Top Five Best-Selling author of both Indie and Traditionally
published books. She lives outside of Atlanta, Georgia with her daughter,
Olivia, her two rescue dogs named for Disney Princesses, Belle & Elsa, an
out-numbered cat, Harry Potter, and one Betta fish. She has a slight obsession
with Pinterest, The Golden Girls, Shakespeare, Harry Potter, and Star Wars.
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