Monday, May 6, 2013

Fender Bender - Niecey Roy Spotlight & Excerpt


 


Book
Info-

Title-Fender
Bender Blues                                                        

By-Niecey
Roy

Publication
Date-May 3, 2013

Genre-Spicy
Contemporary Romantic Comedy
 
 
 
 

 Her life took a wrong turn. He's driven by success. They didn't count on crashing
into love...


Rachel
Bennett loved her job until the day she finds herself doubting her choices.  Now
she's hunting for a new career, but starting over isn't easy.  Her plan is
simple—no distractions until she finds her dream job.  She didn't plan on fate
throwing her a curveball in the form of a fender bender with a sexy guy in an
expensive suit.


Craig
Larsen is a wealthy, successful business owner with a plan of his own: survive
his current PR nightmare and stay away from his overly determined ex-girlfriend.
His need for control and personal success is turned upside down when he meets
Rach, a sassy redhead who can't drive.


Soon
they find themselves battling with Rach's grumpy old neighbor, toilet-papering
the trees of a high school nemesis, and fighting over the last slice of pizza.
Can two very different people plus one fender bender equal a chance at
forever?


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Author
Info-


Niecey
Roy knew she wanted to be a writer from a very young age, but her moment of
enlightenment came after watching the movie You’ve Got Mail. It was then she
realized her place in life and happily parked her butt on writing romance. Her
dream was to create sexy vixens, hunky, half naked heroes, and above all,
romance; lots and lots of butterflies in the belly, breathless first kisses and
happily-ever-afters.



When
she’s not at her day job where she works as a legal assistant, she can be found
at home at a cluttered desk, pounding her tired little fingers away on a
keyboard with nothing but black pepper flavored sunflower seeds and Visine as
her weapons for mass-romance-novel-creation. When her fingers need a break,
you’ll find her at a table with friends, drinking a few martinis and showing off
a new pair of (sometimes ridiculous) high heels. She’s usually the loudest at
the table and most often the one snorting with laughter.


Author
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Reviews-


"Classic
cars, garden gnomes, and steamy romance? My kind of book!"

~Bestselling
Author Kate Perry


“Reading
Niecey Roy’s FENDER BENDER BLUES is like eating Lays Potato chips. Once you
start, you can’t stop! It’s just that good! For a new (non-fattening) addiction,
read Niecey Roy!!! ~Robyn Peterman author of HOW HARD CAN IT
BE?


"Fender
Bender Blues is a rip-roarin' good time from start to finish. Filled with
handsome men, crazy friends, and love scenes to rev up your engines, you don't
want to miss this one!" ~Amie Louellen, author of Brodie's Bride and Love Potion
Me, Baby



EXCERPT-


“Now
what?”

“Nothing.”
Rach sniffed.

Craig
shifted to eye her warily. “Since when do you answer me with single
words?”

“Since
I decided I’m not talking to you,” she answered with a shrug, crumpling up the
white paper wrapper from her sub. 

Craig
leaned his face in close to her neck and enjoyed the startled jerk of her
shoulders. Her eyes opened wide in surprise. His breath shifted a few strands of
hair at the nape of her neck as he whispered, “Why, because you want
me?”

“You’re
incorrigible,” she said, breathless, her cheeks flushed.

She’s
enjoying this. The thought pleased him. Rach was on her back beside him now, her
eyes closed. He glanced around the park to see if anyone was watching. No one
was. He could swoop in for a kiss and no one would catch him. No one would care,
he told himself. She won’t mind…

“I
can feel you staring.”

Craig
smiled down at her. “So what.”

She
peeked at him with one green eye. “So stop it.”

“And
if I don’t?” Maybe she’d tackle him, push him down on the blanket
and…

She
didn’t. She promptly closed her eye and went back to pretending indifference.
“I’ll hit you, that’s what.”

“Not
if I do this, you won’t.”

He’d
only meant it to be a short kiss, but the pleasure of touching his lips to hers
kept him there longer. Her tongue was velvet soft and warm against his and the
slow mating of their mouths quickened his heartbeat even as he told himself,
It’s no big deal, just a kiss.

She
nipped his bottom lip and sent heat sliding through his body. The woman could
kiss.

She
whispered soft against his lips, “Now why don’t you admit that it’s you who
wants me.”

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What was he doing to me? Why did it feel so damn good?! I wanted to see, but couldn’t sit up. But just as I started to fully submit-

 

My six o’clock alarm went off. I touched myself, and for the first time in a long while felt the wetness of arousal. Without even thinking about it I began to lightly stroke one of my slickened lips as my mind drifted with thoughts of the sex-expert-to-be. How much does he actually know about the female body? With all that research up in that head of his, dare I imagine the possibilities?!

 

That one brief conversation had changed everything. Before it, I saw Gerard as nothing more than a shy young college student, but now I found myself looking at him in a whole new light. He did have nice eyes, and when not wearing those glasses his face appeared to be less boyish and more like that of someone who just might give you a sexual thought. Or was my mind playing tricks on me, trying to convince itself for the prospect of finding pleasure for the body? I don’t know, but when I peered at him from the corner of my eye during breakfast and saw how he licked his orange juice moistened lips, I was struck with desire. For the rest of the day I couldn’t stop my inconspicuous gazes.

 

I bet his ass would look great in a pair of jeans…

 

What would those fingers really feel like inside me?

 

Could he really help me ‘spray the wall’?