Daily Archives: August 26, 2012
Today we have Mysti Holiday joining us on a single day blog tour – meaning she’s making a bunch of stops at a bunch of blogs all on ONE day! She’s out and about today, making the rounds to talk about her latest release Sugar Walls. Sugar Walls is a story about best friends who after years of friendship find themselves attracted on a sexual level. I don’t know about you, but I’m a fan of best friends to lovers stories. Do you like friends to lovers stories? What do you like most (or least) about this type of romance novel? Leave your comments after the blog post to enter Mysti’s giveaway.
Mysti will be giving away a $10 Amazon gift card to one random commenter and to one random host at the conclusion of the tour. Leave your comment here to enter, then follow the rest of the tour to enter at the other stops for more chances to win.
About Mysti Holiday
She’s married to a wonderful man who happily sacrifices himself for research, and she spends most of her days dreaming of interesting and unusual situations in which to place her characters. But most of all, she’s a sucker for a happy ending.
About Sugar Walls
When Emilie is dumped by her boyfriend, best friend Jack Voss offers a shoulder and a place to live–the other side of his duplex. He’s always there, fixing her problems, her car, her sink. Emilie doesn’t know what she’d do without him, or with the feelings she’s having for him. His shoulder doesn’t just offer comfort anymore; his touch is a turn-on. Their shared wall is the only thing keeping them from sharing a bedroom—and fanning the flames might risk breaking something that Jack can’t fix.
An Excerpt From Sugar Walls
Emilie hadn’t lied about the leak in her pipes. Just like she hadn’t broken her dishwasher, or the leg off her couch, or the alternator in her car on purpose. But, to be honest, it was almost a relief when those things happened, because they gave her an excuse to see Jack.
She’d called him first thing this morning when running water for her coffee had resulted in puddles beneath the sink. He’d come over the first chance he’d had and now he was on his hands and knees on the linoleum looking at the pipe that oozed moisture, oblivious to the woman behind him who was also soaking wet, albeit for an entirely different reason.
His ass looked good enough to take a big bite out of. Emilie couldn’t help herself; it was right there, sticking out from under her kitchen sink, and she had to clench her hands into tight fists to keep from grabbing it. Still, that didn’t keep her mind from wandering, and when one of his hands reached out for a wrench, she pictured it on her, cupping her breasts, thumbs circling the rosy buds. Instantly her nipples puckered, as tightly clenched as her hands, and her crotch dampened even more.
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