I've yet to give away any copies of PAY UP. Sheesh, how did that happen? Anyway, in an effort to rectify it, I'll be giving away 3 copies of PAY UP through Sunday at 8:00 pm EST. Comment here and tell me the most memorable thing your significant other ever did for you and I'll select 3 people randomly and announce on Sunday night. It could be something sweet, sexy, funny, thoughtful, cool or maybe just plain weird. Anything as long as it was memorable LOL! If you comment more than once, I'll add an entry for each comment.
And here's some brief new excerpts from the book I haven't shared before.
*** The first is pretty self-explanatory.
What did he sleep in anyway? He didn’t seem the pajama type. She quickly grabbed a pair of sweatpants, a t-shirt and opened and closed a couple of drawers until she found his underwear.
They were all black, snug boxer-style briefs. Every single pair. She laughed. Not a lot of imagination, but hey, he so didn’t need any window dressing. They had to look incredible on him, so why would he mess with perfection, right?
*** This one features an exasperated Rio, trying to come to terms with his attraction for Carly. He's very much a guy--a guy who's been trying to ignore the thoughts and feelings he's had for Carly for a long time. And it's not working out so well for him anymore. ENJOY!
He should be shot. Carly was his friend, for fuck’s sake. She trusted him and here he was…ogling her body, imagining what he’d like to do with it and generally acting like a damn pervert. Jesus, she had a boyfriend. The guy was a prick, but still, Carly was with someone else. Someone who had the right to touch her, sleep with her, do whatever the hell he wanted to her, whenever the hell he wanted. And that someone wasn’t him. That was just reality and he needed to get with the program, because now he was fucking women because he was horny and they were available rather than being generally interested in them, and that made him feel like an asshole. He’d never been like that. He didn’t know what he was going to do about this fixation he’d developed, but he knew he had to do something. And fast.
For a longer, more comprehensive excerpt, go here.