I’m so excited to be with you today! A special thanks to Iris for hosting me. My new novel, Puffy & Precious, is available now, and I wanted to share it with you!
In all the Big & Beautiful stories you get to know the women. They are all told from the heroine’s point of view exclusively. The men end up a little neglected so I wanted to introduce you to Graham today!
Graham Hall tormented me for a month when I was getting SkinnyCakes ready to open. He was my contractor and all around handyman, taking care of all the jobs Max couldn’t handle, or didn’t have time for. Every day I would come in and find Graham, a sweat soaked t-shirt clinging to his tight body. The man did things to me that no man ever had. His muscles had muscles. He was big, from his shoulders to his feet. Broad shoulders, biceps the size of a small child, a chest the rippled with his every move, not that I was looking.
That’s not true. Graham was a man who demanded you look at him.
And then there was the kind, gentle man beneath that made-for-awesome-sex body.
Any woman with a pulse would have been tormented by him.
When thinking about a guy like Dwayne Johnson, or my Graham, he was not only gorgeous, but kind and sensitive and treated a woman the way we all dream of being treated. He was exactly the guy a woman like Abby needed. Abby was recently divorced and reluctant to get involved. Any man wouldn’t do. No, he had to be the perfect man. A man who would answer her demands when she told him exactly what she needed, and who would do the little things she’d never ask for but wanted.
When he finally came in it took everything in me not to launch myself into his arms and thank him. I eyed the couple sitting in the chairs, each reading a book from the shelf, then met his eyes. He looked sheepish.
“Are you mad?”
I shook my head, softening. “It’s beautiful. I thought we agreed-”
“You agreed, Abby. I never said I wouldn’t build it. I couldn’t get it out of my head. It looks like it’s getting use already.”
“Graham, I can’t pay you for it. Not yet-”
He held up his hand to stop me. “Abby, it’s okay. I wanted to do it, and I already told you-”
“I know, Graham,” I interrupted. “But I want to do something. I really can’t pay you, but maybe I could cook you dinner this weekend?”
I chewed my lip, wondering what he was thinking. He didn’t say anything, just stared at me, making me more and more self-conscious. He probably would have preferred the money.
“It’s not much, I know, but I really don’t have the money right now-”
He stopped me from blabbering with a hand on mine. I froze at the touch of his rough palm against the back of my hand. Brett’s hands had always been smooth. The scratch of Graham’s hand sent shivers through my body that settled between my thighs. The sudden, raw need shocked the hell out of me. I’d never wanted a man the way I wanted Graham at that moment. It made me want to pull back from him, but I couldn’t. Not when his green eyes brightened and implored me to let him speak.
“Dinner sounds great, Abby. It’s not necessary, but I’d love it.”
The last bit of tension inside me melted away and was replaced by desire. It made me dizzy. I had to pull myself together or I’d never survive a dinner with him. And I was definitely having dinner with him.
“Do you, um… How’s Saturday night?”
He smiled, a grin so big I could count almost all his perfectly straight teeth gleaming white against his dark skin. I had no choice but to smile back at him, especially when he said, “Perfect.”
Don’t miss out on the rest of the story! Puffy & Precious is available now in digital and print from Amazon, iBooks, Kobo, Barnes & Noble, and CreateSpace! Order your copy today and enter my giveaway for a $25 gift card!
Mary E. Thompson was always a reader. Growing up, there were many late nights with a flashlight beneath the covers to finish those last few pages. She still stays up too late reading, but no longer needs a flashlight, or to hide! In daylight hours, Mary spends time with her romance novel hubby and their two kids. They call Buffalo, NY home, spending their summers enjoying the pool and the sunshine and their winters enjoying the snow and hot chocolate. And wine. There’s always time for wine.