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Are you all ready for another Teaser Tuesday and Giveaway? Today’s excerpt is from Smittened by Jamie Farrell. It is currently part of the Snowy Days, Steamy Nights anthology through March! Jamie is giving away a copy of the anthology to one lucky winner today!
Anthology: Snowy Days, Steamy Nights
Author: Jamie Farrell
Release Date: January 2, 2015
Category: Contemporary Romance
Dahlia Mallard is determined save her ice cream shop by getting country music superstar Billy Brenton to attend her risqué flavor-tasting event. But the closest she can get to Billy is his drummer, the womanizing Mikey Diamond. The more she gets to know Mikey, the more she wants to save him from his bad boy ways. When he discovers she’s using him to get to Billy, will she still be able to have her ice cream and eat it too?
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Excerpt from Smittened
“Been thinking,” Mikey said. “You make pretty good ice cream, and I like to eat ice cream. You’re short on money, I’ve done pretty well for myself. What you need is a business partner.”
Dahlia cracked an egg so hard on the counter, it exploded yolky goo all over her hand.
“And maybe a keeper,” Mikey added.
That nastygram she sent him with her eyes could’ve exploded another egg all on its own. “I do not,” she said crisply, “need a partner, nor do I need a keeper.”
He eyed the egg splatter on the counter.
“And that one’s yours,” she said.
“C’mon, Dahlia,” he said.
Her shoulders bunched. “I don’t need to be rescued.” She grabbed a long string of paper towels and attacked the egg mess.
“Working on getting your money back from your ex?” he asked.
She didn’t answer. Instead, she swiped harder at the egg, chasing the mess across the counter.
“Ain’t such a bad idea, letting me help you out,” Mikey said. “Come next month, we’re off on tour. Most likely won’t even have to see me again. Won’t get up in your business, so long as you’re not giving handouts to the next guy what comes along—”
“Though I ain’t saying you would. Then you can know where your pets’ next meals are coming from, and I can know you ain’t out there selling God-knows-what next—”
“I said no. And I meant no. Capital N, capital O. No-way-in-hell no.”
Mikey stared at her over his coffee. What was wrong with his idea? “Ain’t like I’m asking you to sleep with me to get it,” he said. “Just offering. Like friends.”
“Friends.” She shifted her shoulders toward him, her anger brewing hotter than the coffee and messier than that there egg. “Are wefriends?”
Mikey didn’t have much experience in real relationships with women, but even he could see this wasn’t going where it was supposed to go. “Sure, sweet pea. We’re friends.”
“Friends do not kiss and then go lock themselves in separate bedrooms.”
“They do if they want to stay friends.”
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Jamie Farrell writes fun contemporary romances with quirky characters and lots of heart. She believes love and laughter are two of the most powerful forces in the universe, and she infuses both into all of her stories.
Her debut novel, Southern Fried Blues, was a finalist for the 2013 National Readers’ Choice Awards and the 2014 National Excellence in Romance Fiction Awards.
A native Midwesterner, Jamie has lived in the South the majority of her adult life. When she’s not writing, she and her military hero husband are busy raising three hilariously unpredictable children.
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