Wednesday, July 29, 2015

WIPing Up a Decadence Storm on WIP It UP Wednesday.

Another Wednesday, another round of the hottest erotic snippets anywhere.  Today, I hope to live up to that claim with a taste of my new release: 

 Hooked 
(Decadence Nights, Book 1)



The setup:  Working thirty feet away from each other for three years, Joseph and Olivia have unspoken desires and hungry fantasies that they are reluctant to share and risk ruining a perfect business relationship.  That all changes the night they unexpectedly meet at Club Decadence. 


*****


“I should go.”

The echo of her words hadn’t faded when a loud crack of thunder made her start. It was followed immediately by a flash of lightning, electrifying the air in the room.

“Obviously, you’re not going anywhere tonight.” He stood and crossed to the bed. Using his full height to impart his authority, he stood close to the bedside, staring down at her, his arms crossed imposingly over his chest. “I asked a question and this time I would like a truthful response.”

She glanced up at him briefly, her eyes reaching no further than his chest, then darted away, moving down to her tightly clasped hands in her lap. “I have a bit of a headache is all, sir. Truly, I’m fine.”

 “How many cocktails did you have this evening?” As he posed his question, he crossed to the bathroom.

“One, but it was very large,” was her faint reply as he found aspirin in the medicine cabinet and filled a glass with water from the tap. He strode to her bedside and held them out for her, palm up.

“Aspirin,” he explained succinctly. “Take them without any fuss, please, Olivia.”

When she swallowed them down with only a small sip, he ordered further, “Finish it.”

Not hesitating in obeying this time, she downed the entire contents. He set her empty glass on the nightstand, then sat on the edge of the bed, close alongside her, his thigh pressing fully against hers. Leaning forward, his fists settled into the soft mattress bracketing her hips, which brought his face very near hers. With him in her space, she had nowhere to go but flat on her back in the bed. Being vulnerable beneath him clearly not part of her plan, she scooted up in the bed until she could go no further. Her eyes darted about the room, once again looking for an escape, but his body had cut off all exit routes. She was caged and she knew it. With few options left except to face the music, she lifted her face, eyes boldly meeting his. Brave girl.

“It’s late, a flash flood warning is out and you’ve been drinking. That’s a dangerous combination, which you won’t be risking, not on my watch. We’ll be spending the night.”

She bristled. “Exactly when did it become your watch, sir?”

“The minute you walked into Club Decadence with your hair loose and gleaming like satin, wearing a dress meant to entice, in search of a Dom tonight. I am that Dom, Olivia. No other.”

He leaned forward, without touching her, forcing her back until she reclined fully on the pillows. Her hands came up to his chest reflexively. As he hovered over her, his upper body containing hers, his lips lowered as if drawn to her by an invisible force, a magnetism that he could no longer deny.

She whispered, “Don’t I get a say?”

“Certainly, you get to say yes.”

*****

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The Blurb:

Thirty-eight-year-old legal secretary Olivia Wright's clock is ticking and she's afraid she's running out of time to find Master Right. Several times she thought she'd found the Dom of her dreams, but instead of the prince she sought, he'd turned out to be a slimy toad. The last one had dumped her unexpectedly and nearly broken her. Now, after a long dry spell, she's ready to try again. She'd really like it to be with the man who'd caught her eye three years ago, but that man is her boss and despite her best efforts, and tightest skirts, he hasn't spared her an extra glance. Resigning herself to unrequited love, she attempts to move on, procuring an invitation to an exclusive BDSM club, hoping Club Decadence will be the answer.

Joseph Hooks isn't your typical Dom. He's NBA tall, with no police or military background to speak of, wears tweed suits, of all things, and on an occasion the dreaded bow tie. But behind his somewhat nerdy appearance is a handsome, green eyed, strict but sensual dominant who's also hell on wheels in a court of law. He's wealthy, powerful, successful, and enjoys popularity among the subs at his private club, at least those who don't flee from the swishing sound of polished rattan, but he's exhausted his search for his perfect submissive and concerned about coming up short. After a frustrating day of watching his gorgeous secretary's delectable bottom in an incredibly tight skirt, he heads to San Antonio to blow off steam and maybe make a connection.

He thinks she's terminally vanilla and straight-laced. She thinks he's not into her, or with the way he ignores her curves and tight skirts, possibly gay. Hopelessly oblivious to what has been staring them in the face for three long years, Joseph and Olivia continue their aimless search for love. Then, one night, as a storm brews outside another rages inside as their paths converge. Will Olivia finally get the Master Prince she deserves, or will her past prevent her from realizing her dream? Will her presence at the club be the sign that Joseph needs to wake up and at long last claim the woman he's yearned for all along?

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Ms. Melody Parks Has Come To Play On Wicked Wanton Wednesday

The wonderful Melody Parks is with me today on Wicked Wanton Wednesday and I’m hoping to finagle the directions to Cobalt Canyon, the setting for her new, steamy, BDSM romance, Claiming Crystal.  Imagine being whisked away to a secluded mountain retreat with a sexy dark haired gorgeous dominant man?  Oh, my!

You’ve got to clue us in, Melody.  I’d hate to resort to strong arm tactics.  Ahem…  Let’s start off with a little taste before I get down to the interrogation.  It could get ugly, I might have to use harsh words, bold print and capital letters!  LOL

Here we go with one sexy snippet from Claiming Crystal….

*****

“Tell Crystal to go away for a while,” he whispered, putting a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “And let Miss Harman out to play.”

The rich sound of his voice and those sexy gray eyes piercing into hers, beckoning her to put aside her inhibitions and explore her darker desires as Miss Harman, sent a spark of arousal through her. She could feel the blush on her cheeks, but ignored it. “Okay,” she said softly, feeling him slip the wine cooler from her fingers, a naughty smile playing at his lips as he turned for a moment, setting it down on the ledge of the partition. When he turned back, she could see the admiration in his eyes, making her belly stir excitedly.

“Are you ready to learn more about your submission… Miss Harman?” he asked, helping her to the small wooden platform that allowed her to lean back against the padded leather while she structured herself to the X-shaped outline of the device.

“Yes, sir.” Her voice held a nervous tremor as she placed her arms, legs, and feet in the appropriate places, settling her head against the padded leather rest.

He stepped up close to the device, its height allowing them to be eye level with each other. “Do you remember your colors?” he asked, gliding his fingers up each of her arms until his hands clasped her wrists.

“Yes,” she breathed, looking at the way his hand engulfed her small wrist.

“How do you feel right now?” His silky tone lingered in her ear as he trailed soft wet kisses all the way to her clavicle.

“Green,” she whimpered, trying to bring her hands up to the sides of his head, having forgotten he held them until she felt his grip tighten.

“We’re not using the restraints, but I want you to keep your hands right where they are.” His lips were millimeters from hers. “I’m going to put the straps in your hands. You will simply hold them, understand?”

“Yes, sir,” she whispered, leaning forward to make contact with his lips, but he pulled back just out of her reach.

“Behave, missy. This is on my terms now.” A coy smile curled his lips as he released her wrists, putting the soft leather straps in her palms. “I’m going to lower you back now. Don’t be alarmed.”

Crystal’s heart thumped wildly in her chest as the device tilted back. Flat on her back, staring up at the big log rafters of the high ceiling, she heard it lock into place.

*****

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The Blurb:

After her fear of commitment brings an abrupt end to yet another relationship, Crystal Harman knows she is in desperate need of a major change in her life. With the help of her best friend, that change comes in the form of Donaven Sharp, the ruggedly gorgeous owner of a remote mountain retreat called Cobalt Canyon.

Donaven soon realizes that what Crystal has needed for a long time is a dominant man to spank her properly and take control both in and out of the bedroom, and he doesn’t hesitate to put her over his knee for her first bare-bottom spanking. Though it leaves her blushing, Donaven’s mastery of her body also leaves Crystal all but trembling with desire, and his forceful, demanding lovemaking brings her pleasure like nothing she has ever experienced before.

Donaven is everything she’s ever wanted in a man—someone who will both take care of her and discipline her when she needs it—but Crystal struggles to reconcile her yearning to submit to him with the demands of her career as a social worker protecting vulnerable women. When tragedy strikes one of her clients and guilt sends her life into a tailspin, can Donaven prove to Crystal that they have a future together and she belongs not only in his bed but also at his side?

Publisher’s Note: Claiming Crystal is an erotic romance novel that contains spankings, sexual scenes, anal play, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.




Maddie’s Intimate 
Author’s Corner

Maddie:  Oh boy!  It's been a while since I've had someone in the corner. And there is no one better at spilling the beans than Melody.  So, tell me, a secluded retreat in the Cascades sounds like heaven.  What made you pick that location?


Melody:  The inspiration for the location came from a trip I took last summer up into the mountains. The ride on the motorcycles was awe inspiring to say the least.


Maddie:  Sounds like the scenery is gorgeous and the mountains sound pretty too.  LOL  Donaven is freakin' hot, what was your inspiration for his character?


Melody:  Easy! He’s everything I’d want in a man.


Maddie:  Succinct!  I like it.  J   Tell me about the Tiny Piney cabin in the story.  It cracked me up and reminded me of a doll house, although I'd get claustrophobic.  It sounds perfect for the AP couple, is that going to be forthcoming in a book 2, perhaps?


Melody:  More Matt, Sam, Salina and Capi are definitely on the horizon. Salina is really wanting that tree house Sam mentioned building for her. I plan to have a lot of fun with these characters. AP will be a challenge for me, but as an author I think it’s important to challenge yourself. It will be fun putting a new twist into my stories.


Maddie:  You were away for a while and we missed you, what's in store for Melody in the coming year?


Melody:  Well, as you know I have a hot Medieval with Em and Corbet to rework and wrap up, and I have a hot Halloween story in the works too. From there possibly more adventures in Cobalt Canyon.


Maddie:  Mm… the medieval sounds right up my alley.  As for Halloween, hot is good but if it’s scary I might need to call up Donaven to come hold my hand. 


Maddie:  Before we go, how about a game of quick Q and A?  Give me five of your biggest pet peeves.

1.            
Snoring
2.             Constant disturbances when I am trying to write
3.             Mosquitoes
4.             Searching for something I need, not being able to find it and then suddenly it appears as if by magic days later when I don’t need it anymore.
5.             When Walmart runs out of the Starbucks Breakfast blend coffee I live on. 


Maddie:  On peeves 1-4…  Amen, Sister!  Number 5, eh.  Feel bad for you but a coffee worshiper I am not. 


Thanks for joining me today, Melody.  Best of luck with Claiming Crystal and I hope there is much more forthcoming from up Cobalt Canyon way.


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Amazon author page: http://www.amazon.com/Melody-Parks/e/B00KTLAHDA/

A Peeping Tom Behind Louvered Doors with Shelly Douglas on Wicked Wanton Wednesday


I’m excited to have first time guest author Shelly Douglas on this edition of Wicked Wanton Wednesday.  She’s brought her latest erotic romance, Safe In His Hands with her, which has a little ‘something, something’ for everyone.  I’m talking drama, intrigue, romance, smoking hot sex scenes, spankings, some age play and a little of the dark arts, if you get my drift.  J   

As a new acquaintance, I had to get to know her better and put her in the authors corner.  She was kind enough to answer all of my questions, mwah ha ha! 

Let’s get right to the interview and mix it up a bit today, shall we?


Maddie:  Tell me five things about yourself that you would want a new friend to know.


Shelly:  First off, thanks for hosting me today, Maddie!  I love visiting new places :)  Hmm.  This might be more than anyone wants to know, but here goes …


1.   Doug and I decided to collaborate our writing skills while on vacation in Hilton Head, SC in August 2012 and had our first book published on September 17, 2013.
2.   I have an adorable granddaughter who is fifteen months old that I babysit twice a week.  Her name is Parker.
3.   All of our family and friends know the genre we write.
4.   I teach Hebrew to eleven and twelve year olds.  My biggest fear is that someone will tell my boss what I write.  Every time he calls me at home, I think I’m going to be fired!
5.   When I told my twenty-eight-year-old son that we’re on Amazon’s Top 100 Erotic Thriller list, he sarcastically replied, “Every son’s dream.” 


Maddie:  Oh, Shelly, that is too funny.  I have a son the same age and his reaction would be a bit more colorful if I told him what I write.  Bravo for you my dear.  Hopefully, mine won’t be to upset when they find out… when I’m dead.  LOL

Back to work now, stay focused here, Maddie.  Ahem, next question… 
If you had the freedom (and $$$$) to set up the perfect authors nook where you could create without interruptions, where would it be and what would it look like?


Shelly:  I love to write at the beach. Apartment, condo or hotel – it  doesn’t matter.  As long as there is a sliding glass door that opens onto a balcony overlooking the ocean – I’m in!


Maddie:  Woman!  If you say you like to sip on lemon drops while at the beach, I’ll know we were separated at birth!   But I digress.  I did a bit of Amazon stalking and read your bio about the collaboration you have on your books.  Can you tell me about how that works?


Shelly:  As you know, I love a good stalker - lol!  At first Doug and I took turns writing chapters and would surprise each other with ideas. But since our last two books included an element of mystery and needed careful planning, we now take on assignments.  It became too difficult to surprise each other and our readers. We have regular meetings by e-mail, phone and our local Panera:)


Maddie:  There are a lot of age play stories in the genre these days.  What sets yours apart? 


Shelly: I don’t know how many erotic thrillers include AP, but I guess that would be enough to make our characters appear a little different from the rest.


Maddie:  In Safe in His Hands, you feature two AP couples.  What inspired your latest storyline and was it difficult to intertwine their stories?


Shelly:  Truth be told, this story began in my head as a menage that morphed into a paranormal tale and finally became a psychological thriller. Since role play was always intended to be part of the story and I love AP – it seemed to develop nicely with both couples and everything finally fell into place.  We originally intended for Libby and James to be the Hero and Heroine – but somehow Cindy and David emerged as the stars of the show.  Doug did everything he could to keep them in the background, but they wouldn’t hear of it!  Since the four characters were such good friends, it wasn’t hard to intertwine their lives.


Maddie:  How do you balance writing with your home life?


Shelly:  Unfortunately, I wouldn’t call it a balance.  If you ask my husband, I spend way too much time writing.  But the good news is – he’s an excellent cook ;) 


Maddie:  What is your biggest challenge as an author?


Shelly:  It’s hard to ignore the bad reviews .  I thought my skin would get thicker, but it hasn’t.  Doug said I shouldn’t read any of our reviews.  Did he just meet me? I don’t think that would be possible ;)


Maddie:  When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?


Shelly:  I wanted to major in journalism in college, but my dad had a fit.  He said as a woman, I would never get a job.  I took a couple of writing classes anyway and was recommended for the first writing for television class at Penn State University in 1975, but he wouldn’t allow me to sign up.  I always believed the opportunity to write would surface again, and fought much harder for my rights the next time around. Of course in 2012, the issue was quite different.  As you might imagine, no one was particularly pleased that I wanted to write spanking erotic romance with my husband’s friend;) 


Maddie:  How long does it take you to write a book?


Shelly:  It used to take us only three months, but our last two books included a mystery element that took us longer. I’d say we are usually heading for an ending in about four months.


Maddie:  What is your #1 guilty pleasure?


Shelly:  Shopping for shoes, boots, handbags and jewelry on the Internet.  I had the pleasure of working part time for a local upscale boutique a couple of years ago, but never took home a paycheck.  I would compare my experience in retail to an alcoholic working in a bar ;)


Maddie:  Heaven’s girl, we need to go shopping.  I’m a  Carrie Bradshaw wannabe on a Payless budget.  LOL  And purses, don’t get me started.


What would you say is your interesting writing quirk?


Shelly:  I’m constantly looking back in a story to smooth things over.  Doug likes to wait until we’re done writing, but as the plot line twists and turns, I like to go back to make sure it all makes sense.  You can’t believe how many times we change our minds with respect to who done it in our who done it:)


Maddie:  Okay, enough chit-chat (although I love it), we better get to the HOTness of your excerpt that I promised.  Can you set it up for us?


Shelly:  The following is a scene from Safe In His Hands, which I did alter a bit in order to remove a few spoilers.  In this scene, David and Cindy had just returned home from spending some time in Vegas with Libby and James.  Obviously, their intruder didn’t realize they would be home so soon:


****


“Was the door secured?” David carried the luggage in the front door as Cindy walked into the kitchen from the basement steps.


“I know it sounds silly, but we left in such a hurry, I was worried that the door downstairs wasn’t locked properly.”


“Don’t you always check it before you go to sleep?”


“Is this a new attempt to discourage my OCD behavior?”


“I know a great mood changer.” He entered the kitchen and took her hand.


“Do you want me to make you some breakfast?”


He grinned and cleared the kitchen table, moving her laptop to the counter. “Right now I seem to be hungry for someone in this kitchen. You’ve never looked more delicious to me.”


“Cannibalistic and sexy at the same time. I could get used to that.”


Staring through the slats of the kitchen pantry doors was a pair of grayish-blue eyes. There wasn’t much room to move around in the small space, and at that moment, even breathing seemed like a bad idea. Any slight movement or noise would’ve been heard. There was nothing to do but watch…


David picked her up and set her bottom on the large wooden table. Carefully running his hands underneath her long bohemian skirt, he slid her panties down to her ankles and over her feet. As her skirt was gathered upward, Cindy leaned back onto the hard table and closed her eyes.


David grinned and shook his head. “Keep your eyes open, Cindy Lynn, I want to see your expression when you come.”


Cindy obediently opened her eyes and smiled. “I’m watching, David.”


“Good girl. Watch this.” David lowered his head and lightly teased her closed, tight slit up and down with his tongue until it slowly slipped inside. Gradually parting her legs, he inhaled her delicious scent and exhaled his balmy breath on her pussy, causing goosebumps to rise on her smooth, sunburned thighs.


She moaned as her body began to squirm. “David, you know I can’t wait very long.”


“You know what will happen if you don’t wait for me. Do you want a spanking on our first night home?” He raised his head to scold her in a stern voice.


“No, sir.” She smiled and almost came at the thought of her bare bottom being taken over his knee.


He swirled and sucked gently on her hard clit, as his swollen manhood stirred and ached against his zippered pants.


“Please, David. Please. I’m going to come.”


But he didn’t relent or slow down. His tongue dove inside her plump labia over and over as she lifted her hips encouraging him to go deeper and deeper.


“Oh, my God, David. I can’t wait any longer…” She closed her eyes and whirled away into a bright white light as her clitoris pounded and beat furiously. He continued to lick and suck, as his tongue slid over her hard clit, his goal being for her orgasm to shatter and multiply into several more.


Her eyes opened to his handsome, smiling face. “You’re so beautiful when you come, but unfortunately, you don’t follow directions very well.”


“You’re going to spank me, aren’t you?”


“Although I tanned your hide nicely in Vegas for a similar offense, this will be your first bare bottom spanking over my knee in our home.”


She knew they were carrying out a scene, and tried very hard not to smile.


“You will march upstairs right now, Cindy Lynn, and I want to see that bare bottom of yours pushed out in the corner in our room.”


“Yes, sir.” Her backside tingled in anticipation of her first spanking in their home.


Two blue eyes widened in the pantry, watching Cindy slide off the table with her man following not far behind her. It wouldn’t be safe to leave until noise was heard upstairs. This lucky break gave their voyeur enough time to creep back downstairs and quickly exit the house.


You can buy Safe In His Hands at:

Barnes & Noble - http://bit.ly/1IIclSE
All Romance - http://bit.ly/1Im1yab


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And now- The Blurb

Though they have known each other since high school, Libby Diamond still cannot bring herself to tell her boyfriend, firefighter James Walker, about the yearning she has long felt for guidance, structure, and discipline in her life. It comes as quite a shock for Libby when she learns that not only has James known about her needs all along, he is also more than ready to give her what she seeks. Soon she is standing in the corner like a naughty little girl before being taken over his knee for a hard, bare-bottom spanking to remind her not to keep things from him.


Cindy Lewis has been hoping for years that one day the right man would come along for her—a firm daddy who would watch over her, hold her accountable for her actions, and sometimes even make her blush while he teaches her to be a good little girl.


When strange and alarming things start happening in her home, Cindy calls her best friend Libby for help. With her boyfriend still at work, Libby brings their old high school friend David Clark along to Cindy’s house, and David and Cindy quickly hit it off.


It isn’t long before Cindy is being bathed, cuddled, and spanked by her new daddy, but even as their romance blossoms, mysterious, disturbing events at Cindy’s home continue to terrify her. Can David protect his little girl from whoever or whatever is lurking in the shadows?


You can find Shelly Douglas on the following links:

Amazon Author Page - http://amzn.to/1MYSfo7
Our Blog – http://bit.ly/1HClipB



Maddie:  Wondeful excerpt!  I’m not sure which is hotter, David’s tongue action, the upcoming spanking, or the voyeur in the closet.  Good stuff. 

Thanks so much for being on today, Shelly.  It was fun getting know you and finding out how we like some of the same things.  Before we go, can you tell us what’s next on your writing calendar?


Shelly:  We are almost finished with our next erotic thriller under the working title, The Attraction.  It is a May/December romance with a mystery that revolves around a serial killer in NYC!

It was fun chatting with you, Maddie, and I really appreciate the opportunity to share a teaser from our new book today!



Make sure to return next week Wicked Wanton fans when Meredith O'Reilly will be my guest with her brand spanking new, M/m BDSM Romance.  Yes, our age play princess is branching out into new worlds and genres.  You won't want to miss it!  

Saturday, July 25, 2015

Hooked Goes Skirt Up, Panties Down on SatSpanks



Today, I’m sharing a SatSpanks snippet from my new release




Hooked (Decadence Nights, Book 1)

Whether you're an old friend who's looking for more of those sexy Doms, sassy subs and can’t get enough of the exciting, sensual, kinky type play that you are used to finding at Club Decadence, or if you’re a new "club-curious" visitor thinking to make Hooked your first venture into the best damn BDSM club in the southwest, either way, you'll find what you're looking for with this new addition to the Club Decadence collection.  

With this first of many exciting Decadence Nights stories, I’m confident you'll be Hooked. 

The setup:  Legal secretary Olivia Wright is busily working away at her desk for Joseph Hooks.  Or is she lusting over him as she has for the past three long years?  What will Joseph do if he finds her daydreaming rather than working on his legal briefs?  Let’s find out, shall we?

*****


Rolling her chair out of the way, Livvy bent over her desktop, pressing her upper body from belly to cheek against the flat surface.

“Skirt up, panties down, little one. You’ve worked for me long enough to know my requirements.”

“Yes, sir.” Reaching back with both hands, she tugged her skirt up her thighs, the snugness increasing as she gathered the material with trembling hands. The path became more difficult as it traversed her curves and began to bunch up over her rounded behind. Once she had it high around her waist, she paused, she’d worn stockings and a garter belt. Did he want those down too?

She opened her mouth to ask when he beat her to the punch.

“Stockings and garters stay, they look lovely against your creamy skin, but the panties must go. Pull them down to mid-thigh and keep them there.”

*****

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The Blurb:

Thirty-eight-year-old legal secretary Olivia Wright's clock is ticking and she's afraid she's running out of time to find Master Right. Several times she thought she'd found the Dom of her dreams, but instead of the prince she sought, he'd turned out to be a slimy toad. The last one had dumped her unexpectedly and nearly broken her. Now, after a long dry spell, she's ready to try again. She'd really like it to be with the man who'd caught her eye three years ago, but that man is her boss and despite her best efforts, and tightest skirts, he hasn't spared her an extra glance. Resigning herself to unrequited love, she attempts to move on, procuring an invitation to an exclusive BDSM club, hoping Club Decadence will be the answer.

Joseph Hooks isn't your typical Dom. He's NBA tall, with no police or military background to speak of, wears tweed suits, of all things, and on an occasion the dreaded bow tie. But behind his somewhat nerdy appearance is a handsome, green eyed, strict but sensual dominant who's also hell on wheels in a court of law. He's wealthy, powerful, successful, and enjoys popularity among the subs at his private club, at least those who don't flee from the swishing sound of polished rattan, but he's exhausted his search for his perfect submissive and concerned about coming up short. After a frustrating day of watching his gorgeous secretary's delectable bottom in an incredibly tight skirt, he heads to San Antonio to blow off steam and maybe make a connection.

He thinks she's terminally vanilla and straight- laced. She thinks he's not into her, or with the way he ignores her curves and tight skirts, possibly gay. Hopelessly oblivious to what has been staring them in the face for three long years, Joseph and Olivia continue their aimless search for love. Then, one night, as a storm brews outside another rages inside as their paths converge. Will Olivia finally get the Master Prince she deserves, or will her past prevent her from realizing her dream? Will her presence at the club be the sign that Joseph needs to wake up and at long last claim the woman he's yearned for all along?

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