Taming Fire Book Tour & Giveaway

Taming Fire
Braving the Heat Book 2
by Leora Gonzales
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Steam
Yoga instructor Louise Pine is the
ultimate caretaker. Everyone around her
seems to have an emergency, but Lou hasn’t met a fire she couldn’t
put out—until she’s faced with the hunky, bossy firefighter who
crashes into her own backyard—and her life. No one tells Lou what
to do, yet somehow the guy’s take-charge style makes her tingle . . .
Simmer
Phoenix “Nix” Jones is used to calling the shots, whether he’s dealing
with his younger siblings or taking on a dangerous blaze. Luckily,
the fire at Lou’s is a false alarm. But the heat the fit and feisty
woman ignites is far from dying out . . .
Afterglow
As the sparks turn into 5-alarm passion, can two strong-willed people
end up engulfed by love—or will they crash and burn?
**can easily be read as a standalone!**
Simmering Heat
Braving the Heat Book 1

Where there’s smoke . . .
Spark
Growing up as the privileged daughter of two doctors, Jasmine Kingford
always
thought the housekeeper’s son was hot—and the feeling was mutual.
But back then there were lines they couldn’t cross. Good thing
they’re all grown up now—and in the same wedding party . . .
Blaze
As best man for a fellow firefighter, Leo Trask is floored to discover
the maid-of-honor is a blast from his past. One that ignites
fireworks that have been brewing for years. Soon enough, he and
Jasmine are having a very private, all-night-long celebration of
their own—and it’s clear neither wants it to end there . . .
Wildfire
Jasmine’s all too happy to finally shed her pampered princess demeanor
with
Leo. What she finds is a connection—and a complication—she didn’t
expect. Leo’s the opposite of the nine-to-five guy she planned on.
She wants a nursing career, kids, and a man who’s home by
dinnertime. Leo’s an irresistible bad boy with a dangerous,
unpredictable job. And he’s everything she never knew she wanted,
and more . . .
Melting Snow
Braving the Heat Book .5
Hot
Broke college student Winter Snow
wants Christmas to be
over.
Thanks to her annoying name, this time of year always leaves her
feeling Scrooged. The only cheer she wants is cold hard cash from her
mall cleaning job—until a surprise offer from a hunky firefighter
sparks one sizzling midnight temptation . . .
Hotter
William Holiday needs a replacement elf for his fire station’s fund-raiser.
Convincing Winter she’s perfect for the part—and giving her some
one-on-one training—is a task he’s happy to take on. Because her
irrepressible smarts and luscious curves are making this seductive
Saint Nick want to deliver all night long . . .
Burn
Winter isn’t betting on more than an X-rated Xmas fling. But Will plans
to
show her they have more in common than their quirky last names—enough
to keep their wildest holiday wishes coming true . . .

**Only 99 cents!**

 

Leora Gonzales is an original Kansas girl
who misses the Sunflower State every day. She spends time reading,
writing . . . and making sure her two kids don’t kill themselves or
each other. She’s addicted to tattoos, good food, good company—and
finding lots of reasons to laugh or smile every day.

Chapter 1

“Lou, I think you may have bitten off more than you can chew with this one…” Louise said to
herself as she stared into the flames starting to catch fire in her small fire pit.
Louise reached for the bag of chocolates on the chair next to her. While unwrapping a
morsel, she took in the backyard that had become her oasis these last two weeks. Now that Junior
was living with her, she couldn’t catch up on her shows in the evening. She was afraid of him
walking in and getting an eyeful of zombies. The poor kid had enough on his plate without adding
flesh-eating walkers to his bedtime worries. That meant that she had been sneaking into the
backyard after his bedtime and lighting a small fire as she sipped, or gulped if she had to be honest,
a bottle of wine.
Swirling her sweet red wine in her glass, Louise leaned back in her patio chair. The familiar
squeak of the old metal base was comforting as she tried to shake off the day’s stresses.
Her yard was the perfect size for the house. A small wooden deck came off the backdoor
with a staircase that flowed down into the yard where her fire pit was centered. Mismatched patio
chairs, aka garage sale finds, circled the pavers surrounding the pit, and a tall wooden privacy fence
surrounded the entire yard.
It was cozy and perfect and all hers.
Louise washed the chocolate down with the rest of her wine, smacking her lips at the
deliciousness of the combination. Using her fireplace poker, she stoked the fire a bit before propping
her feet up at the edge of the stones to absorb the warmth. Even though it was early October, they
had already had a few cold days in Larryville this year. The fire, combined with the leaves rustling
from the crisp breeze, made her wish for spiced cider and Halloween movies.
It was perfect…until she heard the sirens. Sirens that sounded like they were getting closer
and closer to her house at the end of her block. Was there a fire next door?
Louise tried to turn a bit in her chair to peer over the fence, but she couldn’t see anything
besides darkness. The neighborhood had only one streetlight, and most of the other houses on the
block were unlit. Her
neighbors usually weren’t outside much once it cooled down in autumn, which meant quiet nights for
Lou by the fire.
Louise worried for a moment that Harold, her elderly neighbor, may have hurt himself and
made a 911 call. Relaxing, she remembered that Harold’s daughter had picked him up for a trip to
an out-of-town family
reunion for the weekend.
Sending up a silent prayer that the sirens wouldn’t wake Junior, Louise refilled her wine
glass, pouring all the way to the rim.
Carefully holding the glass as steadily as possible, she was just getting ready to sip the
excess off the top when a huge crash knocked down her back gate. The large wooden door fell
haphazardly onto her mismatched potted plants that edged the walkway into the backyard.
Startled by the noise, she jerked her hand, sloshing over half of the red wine out of the glass
and down the front of her white robe.
“Mother—” Louise yelped as she tried to figure out what was going on.
Firefighters streamed into her yard, stumbling over the now broken and knocked down
wooden gate. Hauling gear that she had no idea the purpose of, they stopped and stared at her as
she sat next to her cozy little fire pit.
“What the he—” One of the firefighters scratched his chin under the fastening on his helmet
strap as he looked around the backyard.
Louise stood up, somewhat unsteadily, clutching her wet robe closed. “What’s going on?
Why did you break down my gate? Can you turn off that siren?” she demanded, rapidly firing her
questions at the group of
men still standing around staring at her. When no answers were given, she snapped her fingers to
get their attention and raised her voice. “What’s going on?” Louise held out the hand still holding her
glass and pointed at the gate, “I sure as hell hope you guys plan on fixing that!” The big guy in front

jerked his head toward another fireman. The action must have been some unspoken command
since the other fireman immediately spoke into his walkie-talkie, “Cut the siren.”
“Ma’am.” The man who had been leading the charge on her poor defenseless gate stepped
forward and pointed at her fire. “We received a call from this residence saying there was a fire at the
back of the house.”
Louise gestured to the pit as if she were explaining it to a person hard of hearing. “Of course
there is. I have a fire pit.”
“We can see that—” He moved closer to her. “Is that blood? Are you injured?”
Not waiting for her to answer, the man walked right up to her and opened the front of her
robe. A robe that was covering her pajamas. Pajamas that consisted of a thin tight tank top and
some booty shorts that
had seen better days.
Whipping open the front of her robe, he looked for a reason the entire front of her body would
be covered in red. Using large but gentle hands, the mystery man probed her chest, his hands
sweeping over her
now hard nipples.
“You’re not hurt.” His voice husky, the firefighter pulled her robe closed, making sure not to
let the men behind him see what he had uncovered.
“Wait, did you say that you received a call from this residence?” Louise asked in a hushed
whisper now that her small street was once again quiet.
“Yes, ma’am.” The man nodded before taking off his helmet and sending her a crooked
smile.
Louise felt her mouth go dry at the sight of the gorgeous man in front of her. Damn.
Firefighters were apparently the stuff that calendars were made of if this guy was anything to go by.
The sight of his dark wavy hair and twinkling eyes was almost enough to distract her from what he
had said.
Almost, but not enough.
“Junior,” Louise said quickly, before rushing up the deck stairs and through the back door.

 

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Black Edge Series Book Tour & Giveaway

Black Edge
Black Edge Series Book 1
by Charlotte Byrd
Genre: NA Dark Contemporary Romance
I don’t
belong here.
I’m in way over my head. But I have debts to pay.
They call my name. The spotlight is on. The auction starts.
Mr. Black is the highest bidder. He’s dark, rich, and powerful. He
likes to play games.
The only rule is there are no rules.
But it’s just one night.
What’s the worst that can happen?
Black Rules
Black Edge Series Book 2
We don’t
belong together.
I should have never seen him again after our first night together.
But I crave him.
I’m addicted to him. He is my dark pleasure.
Mr. Black is Aiden. Aiden is Mr. Black.
Two sides of the same person.
Aiden is kind and sweet.
Mr. Black is demanding and rule-
oriented.
When he invites me back to his yacht, I can’t say no.
Another auction. Another bid.
I’m supposed to be his. But then everything goes wrong….
Black Bounds
Black Edge Series Book 3
I don’t
belong with her.
Born into darkness, life made me a cynic incapable of love.
But then Ellie waltzed in. Innocent, optimistic, kind.
She’s the opposite of what I deserve.
I bought her, but she she stole my heart.
Now my business is going up in flames.
I have only one chance to make it right.
That’s where it happens…something I can
never take back.
I don’t cheat on her. There’s no one else.
It’s worse than that. Much worse.
Can we survive this?
Black Contract
Black Edge Series Book 4
They can
take everything from me, but they can’t take her.
Mr. Black is coming back. With a vengeance.

I need you to sign a contract.”
What kind of contract?”
A contract that will make you mine.”
This time she’s going to do everything…
Black Limit
Black Edge Series Book 5
Is this the
end of us?
I found a woman I can’t live without.
We’ve been through so much.
We’ve had our set backs. But our love is
stronger than ever.
We are survivors.
But when they take her from me at the altar,
right before she is to become my wife,
everything breaks.
I will do anything to free her.
I will do anything to make her mine for good.
But is that enough? And what if it’s not?

Charlotte Byrd is the bestselling author of many contemporary romance

novels.
She lives in Southern California with her husband, son, and a crazy

toy Australian Shepherd. She loves books, hot weather and crystal
blue waters.

Caroline and I both sit there for a few minutes debating whether we should really go through
with this.
Honestly, I don’t know.
On one hand, it seems insane.
An auction.
A sex auction, in this day and age.
We’re women.
We’re supposed to be liberated and free.
We can have sex with anyone we choose.
On the other hand, being liberated and free also means that I’m free to participate in an
auction if I want.
Right?
Would this really make me a prostitute?
Or do you get some sort of one-night pass?
I mean, I’ve had a one night stand before after a really nice dinner.
How exactly would this be any different?I wait on the bed breathing very fast for what feels like forever. My fingers nervously fidget
and run along edge of my restraints. I can’t see the robe that I’m wearing, but I know it’s the
sexiest thing I’ve ever worn for a man. Plus, the feathers feel very soft and comfortable. It’s like
I’m wrapped in luxury.
Waiting is pure torture. There’s room in the mask for my eyes to open freely without my
eyelashes touching the fabric, but all I see is blackness around me. How long do I have to wait
like this? My thoughts keep going back to the amount of money that the mysterious Mr. Black
paid for me. $250,000. That’s a lot of money. I wonder what kind of night he is expecting from all
of this. To tell you the truth, I’m not the most exciting girl in bed. I’m actually quite boring. I don’t
like to do a lot and I’m not a huge fan of being on top. When I’m on top, I can never relax
enough to actually orgasm.
The door swings open. I exhale and inhale deeply, trying to compose myself. My body
suddenly gets really cold and really hot at the same time. My hormones must be going nuts. I
hear the footsteps approaching the bed.
“Hello?” I ask, not able to bear the anticipation much longer.
“Good evening,” he says after a moment. His voice is smooth, and deep, and has a kind of
oak quality to it. He doesn’t sound very old, but then again, what do I know about voices?
“Are you Mr. Black?” I ask.
“Yes, I am,” he says slowly. “But you may call me Sir.”
“Just sir?” I ask.
“Yes, just sir.”

 

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Merry Little Christmas Hop: Kristy Feltenberger Gillespie Writer Nirvana Trilogy

What seems like many moons ago, (but really wasn’t in the grand scheme of things) I had the pleasure of meeting Kristy.  That time frame was high school.  I never thought in adulthood I’d be reading and promoting her books but here she is killing it with her young adult lit.

I started with the first book in Kristy Feltenberger Gillespie’s Nirvana trilogy, Jaded.  I was even lucky enough for her to sign my copy!

Jade lives in the Nirvana commune with the idea of balance and equality (in their beliefs). As Jade approaches her 17th birthday she had decisions to make, a surgery to undergo,  some new romantic feelings, mysterious secrets, and a desire for more than the little world she knows. This book has a little of everything.

The first couple chapters a very detailed. You get to learn a lot about the characters, the setting, the scenarios going on.  After the first few chapters the book starts to pick up pace. I found myself following a budding romance, questioning  motives of some of the characters in the book, trying to figure out what was being covered up, and more.

You can follow Kristy’s blog here: http://kristyfgillespie.com/

Kristy’s book facebook page: facebook.com/kristy.feltenbergergillespie

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Nirvana Trilogy by Kristy Felenberger Gillespie

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The Ghost Had An Early Checkout Book Tour & Giveaway


The Ghost Had an Early Checkout
Sequel to The Ghost Wore Yellow Socks
by Josh Lanyon
Genre: LGBT Mystery
To live
and draw in L.A.
Now living in Los Angeles with former navy SEAL Nick Reno, artist
Perry
Foster comes to the rescue of elderly and eccentric Horace Daly, the
legendary film star of such horror classics as Why Won’t You Die, My
Darling?
Horace owns the famous, but now run-down, Hollywood hotel Angels
Rest,
rumored to be haunted. But as far as Perry can tell, the scariest
thing about Angels Rest is the cast of crazy tenants–one of whom
seems determined to bring down the final curtain on Horace–and
anyone else who gets in the way.

The Ghost Wore Yellow Socks
by
Josh Lanyon

His romantic weekend in ruins, shy twenty-something artist Perry Foster

learns that things can always get worse when he returns home from San
Francisco to find a dead body in his bathtub. A dead body in a very
ugly sportscoat — and matching socks. The dead man is a stranger to
Perry, but that’s not much of a comfort; how did a strange dead man
get in a locked flat at the isolated Alton Estate in the wilds of the
“Northeast Kingdom” of Vermont? Perry turns to help from
“tall, dark and hostile” former navy SEAL Nick Reno — but
is Reno all that he seems?

Josh Lanyon is the author of over sixty titles of classic Male/Male

fiction featuring twisty mystery, kickass adventure and unapologetic
man-on-man romance.

Her work has been translated into eleven languages. The FBI thriller Fair
Game was the first Male/Male title to be published by Harlequin
Mondadori, the largest romance publisher in Italy. Stranger on the
Shore (Harper Collins Italia) was the first M/M title to be published
in print. In 2016 Fatal Shadows placed #5 in Japan’s annual Boy Love
novel list (the first and only title by a foreign author to place).
The Adrien English Series was awarded All Time Favorite Male/Male
Series in the 2nd Annual contest held by the 20,000+ Goodreads M/M
Group. Josh is an Eppie Award winner, a four-time Lambda Literary
Award finalist (twice for Gay Mystery), and the first ever recipient
of the Goodreads M/M Hall of Fame award.
Josh is married and lives in Southern California.
Nick was brooding over this, staring out the window over the kitchen sink at the smog-dimmed stars,
when he heard the smothered sound of Perry’s cough outside the apartment door. He stepped out of the
kitchen as Perry’s key turned the lock.
Perry opened the door, clearly surprised to find the lights on. His thin, pointy face lit up as he spotted
Nick. “Hey, you’re home!”
Nick retorted, “One detective per family is e—” but the rest of it was cut off as Perry launched himself.
Nick’s arms automatically locked around him, and his mouth came down hard on Perry’s eager one.
What was it about Perry? He was cute enough, sure. Medium height, lanky, boyish-looking. His hair was
blond and spiky. His eyes were big and brown and as long-lashed as a cartoon character’s. In this town
where two out of every three guys looked like they were trying out for a role in a major motion picture,
Perry was almost strikingly ordinary. Maybe that was it. The fact that Perry didn’t look like everyone
else. That he didn’t act like everyone else.
It was funny, though, because Perry was almost the complete opposite of what Nick had always thought
was his type. Not that he had really thought of himself as having a type—beyond wanting someone with a
penis.
Even after nine months, that unstinting…what the hell would you call it? Sweetness sounded too sappy,
but there was something so honest, so generous in Perry’s responses. It made Nick’s heart feel too big for
his chest. Closed his throat so that he could rarely say the things he wanted to say, things that Perry
deserved to hear.
I love you. It scares me how much I love you.
Instead, he said gruffly, “Where the hell have you been at this hour?”
Perry didn’t seem to hear the gruffness. His wide brown eyes smiled guilelessly up into Nick’s. “I was
sketching—”
He had to stop, though, starting to wheeze. He threw an apologetic look at Nick and dug out his rescue
inhaler. He took a couple of quick puffs while Nick watched, frowning.
This was not good. He didn’t like the sudden alarming reappearance of coughing and wheezing. He put ahand on Perry’s shoulder. Under Nick’s tutelage, Perry had built up some muscle, but he had not really
put on much weight. His shoulders were still bony, his collarbones sharp.
“You okay?”
Perry put the inhaler away—he didn’t like using it in front of Nick. As if he thought Nick looked down on
him for it?
He said, “It was so dusty up there!”
“Where? Where’ve you been?” Nick hoped he didn’t sound as accusatory as he did to his own ears.
“I drove up to Angel’s Rest.”
“Where?”
“That old hotel in the hills. Remember at Dorian’s exhibition last Saturday? The 1920s hotel in those
photos?”
“The abandoned place on Laurel Canyon?”
Jesus fucking Christ. He remembered Perry had seemed fascinated by those photos. But hiking around
those hills on his own? Anything could happen to him, from being bit by a rattlesnake to running into
some crazed homeless person.
Nick didn’t let any of that show on his face. That was one thing he had decided early on. He was not
going to undermine Perry’s confidence or self-resilience with his own fears. Perry was not his child, he
was his partner. Physically frail or not, he was a grown man.
“Right,” Perry said quickly, as though he sensed everything Nick was determined not to say. “Only it’s
not abandoned. Well, not completely.”
Now, studying him more closely in the lamplight, Nick noticed Perry’s T-shirt was smeared with dust and
torn at the collar. And—more alarming—his knuckles were scraped and cut.
Perry said, “Anyway, I’m sorry I’m late. I didn’t know you’d be home tonight. I bought pork chops for
when you got home.”
“Were you in fight?”
Perry’s eyelashes flicked up guiltily. “Kind of.”
“Kind of?”
Nick felt as winded as if Perry had punched him. Trying to picture him in a fight was… Well, yes, Nick
had been showing him some moves, tried to prepare him a little in case he ever had to defend himself, but
still, Perry in a fight?
“I’ve got a lot to tell you,” Perry said. “Should I cook the pork chops?”
“I’ll fix us something to eat. You talk.”

 

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Vander Villes Book Tour & Giveaway


When Beauty Met the Beast
Vandervilles #1
by Khardine Gray
Genre: Romantic Suspense

Beneath the luxurious lifestyle and the glamor of fame and fortune held by

the Vandervilles, lies a dangerous web of secrets and a twisted tale
of passion, and suspense.

With wealth, power, and beauty in abundance their dominant name
prevails.
But trouble is about to come their way and throw their lives into
turmoil.
One man consumed with the quest for revenge seeks to ruin their lives
and
destroy them one by one.
Witness the brilliantly vindictive plan to bring down Benjamin
Vanderville,
the deceitful precarious States Attorney of California and his wife
Regina, reigning queen of the fashion world.
Fall in love with the warmth of romance that blossoms between Wade
Vanderville and Chloe Matthews.
And walk the road of betrayal as Taylor Vanderville discovers where
loyalties lie.
The riveting tale of When Beauty Met the Beast will
grip you and captivate you right from the start…
**Only .99 cents!!**

Secrets and Lies

 

Vandervilles #2
Simmering secrets and lies burst into a tempestuous roil in Secrets and Lies.
Discover who gets burned and who, if
anyone, makes it through
unscathed.
Stability Rocked
As Wade’s whirlwind romance with Chloe starts to stabilize, his
ex-girlfriend turns up desperate to destroy what firm ground the two
have forged. Wade’s love for Chloe has grown so deep that he’ll
do anything to protect what he has with her – even if it means
spinning a new web of lies.
The Agony of Betrayal
Still reeling from the double betrayal of her father and lover, Taylor
barely regains her feet… only to fall in love all over again with
her cheating lover. The attraction is so strong she can’t stop
herself, even though she knows she must.
Matriarch and Mother

Seeing her daughter suffering is breaking Regina’s heart. She yearns to

give all the help she can but… Ben is scheming to use Runway to
financially back his bid for Governor. Will her struggles to keep her
family safe come at the expense of her daughter?

Murder!
Wade finally gives in and goes to his ex even though he knows he
shouldn’t. But she’s dead and the cops finger him as the killer.
Only the real killer is still on the loose and hunting…

Into the Rabbit Hole

 

Vandervilles #3
Chaos Reigns
Wade’s been arrested, a killer is on the
loose, and Ben’s crimes are
catching up with him. Will anyone in this family emerge from the
chaos unscathed?
Murder Mystery
Chloe and Wesley dig deep to discover what is really going on and to
prove
Wade’s innocence. The deeper they dig the more the shocking truth
becomes visible. Will they discover the man behind the drama? What
happens if they do?
No Longer Hidden

The light finally shines of the crimes that Ben has committed, but

unleashes more trouble. As always Regina is caught in the middle, but
this time it’s worse. She doesn’t know where she’ll begin to
fix things.

Forgive and Forget?
Can Taylor forgive, forget, and finally move on? Will she be able to see
the world with the fresh clear eyes that only forgiveness of a
betrayal can give? Will she be able to trust again?
Kiss and Make Up
Can Chloe accept Wade’s past and all the chaos ebb to allow the deep,
romantic love they so richly deserve?
Follow the twists and turns to the stunning conclusion of Into The
Rabbit
Hole!

Khardine Gray is a contemporary romance author who lives in England with her

husband, two kids, and three crazy ferrets.

She is well traveled, cultured, and a woman with a passion for dancing
and ice skating.
When not writing you can catch her shopping, indulging on pizza and hot
chocolate, or hanging out with her family and friends.
No need to spend money on an airline ticket. Simply pick up one of
Khardine’s books to become immersed in the fascinating stories and
characters she creates.
 

The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting. Let your plans be dark
and impenetrable as night, and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt.
Sun Tzu couldn’t have said it better in The Art of War.
What a great book, with solid words of wisdom. Wisdom that could be applied to
everyday life. Those were the best books.
Books that captured the essence of the human mind and helped you to overthrow your
enemies.
Precision was the key, along with meticulous planning. That was what you needed when
you were dealing with people like the Vandervilles. You had to plan for them with accuracy.
Otherwise, there would be no effect.
To destroy people like them you had to work your way in from the inside, and by the time
they realized something was amiss, it would be too late.
Like being poisoned. And, like the insidious toxins from a potent blend of poison, that was
exactly how I planned to work.
Find their weaknesses, exploit and obliterate them, along with anyone dumb enough to
associate with them. As far as I was concerned, they were just as bad and would have no mercy
from me.
No one would.
My mother didn’t get any as she begged for her life. There was no form of mercy shown
to her, none whatsoever as she pleaded and cried from the depths of her soul. Praying and
screaming for God until her last breath departed from her body. Mercy never even entered their
minds.
My mother was a sweet woman who loved too much. Her kindness and sweet nature
were her weakness. She wore her heart on her sleeve, and evil people took advantage.
I would never forget her, and how she suffered as I watched her die. I was helpless thenbut promised I wouldn’t allow her death to be in vain. I wouldn’t allow the life she lived to signify
nothing.
I wouldn’t allow the beautiful spirit she had to fade away.
Those people would not take that from her.
It had taken me a long time to get to this stage. A very long time. Years and patience.
But, now I was here, at this point, and ready with a plan so dark and impenetrable it
would strike them down with crippling effects. I’d conquer them all and make sure that they all
paid for what they did. Every last one of those self-indulgent, vile, materialistic Vandervilles.
By the time I finished with them, they’d all beg for death, which I’d gladly offer. Oh, so
gladly. I relished the thought just like I did the taste of candy. Sweet and desirable.
The stage was finally set and the actors all in position. All I had to do now was sit back
and watch the long-awaited, grand performance.
Lights, camera, action…

 

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