We’re happy to welcome author Havan Fellows to The Novel Approach today, on her Synchronous Seductions blog tour. Enjoy the excerpt from the book she’s chosen to share with you, and then be sure to click on the Rafflecopter widget below for the chance to win a $20 All Romance eBooks Gift Card.
That mistake will change six lives forever.
Ryder made a mistake Harlan can’t forgive. Will Ryder cross a line no man should cross to obtain a second chance?
Ritchie won’t admit he’s heartbroken. Emery won’t accept less than all of Ritchie’s affection. How will arrogant Emery win snarky Ritchie for his own?
Fuzzy is an unsatisfied ladies’ man. Geoff’s a bear-loving man who satisfies. Problem? Convincing a straight man that satisfaction might be just around the bend.
Warning: This book is chocked full of domineering men who don’t like to take no for an answer. If arrogant alpha men make your heart beat faster and other places tingle, this is the book for you.
Excerpt: Attempting to display a calm that he didn’t feel, he opened up the portfolio to the proposal that he had slaved over when Emery didn’t fill his daydreams up. The click of the door closing and footsteps approaching notified him that his appointment indeed had arrived. He gestured to the seat in front of him without raising his head.
“Please allow me a moment, Mr.—” Oh shit! He’d forgotten the guy’s name. He straightened his glasses and sorted quickly through the papers in the portfolio, positive it was there somewhere. Ah! Found it! Odd, no first name, only, “Mr. Hutchins? As in…Hutchins Hauls Logistics?” A meeting with the owner? And why did that name sound so damn familiar to Ritchie?
The chuckle that floated from the chair, over the desk, and caressed his skin immediately engorged his cock. He slowly raised his face to stare Emery in the eyes. “Mr. Emery Hutchins.” He ground out each word through clenched teeth.
“At your service. Now, I’m here to fully explain to you how I can rock your world. I’ve been told recently that I tend to age myself with that phrase. But I like it and am good with that.”
Ritchie seethed. “This is my job. My livelihood. How dare you appear here and play with it like you don’t give a damn. Or is that it precisely, Emery? You just don’t give a damn. You played with me at the coffee shop knowing damn good and well who I was. You played with me at your house enjoying every single time I stuck my foot into my mouth. Now you want a piece of me on my turf? Will that prove that you’re bigger and badder than me? I get it, okay! I’m not all that, thank you for sharing that important tidbit of information with me. You succeeded in your job here. To put my career on the line for your antics, well, that’s low even for you.”
He fumed as Emery leaned back in the plush chair, crossed his legs, and steepled his hands under his chin. “That’s what you believe I’m doing here? Proving my alpha-ness to you? I’m here for a business meeting. After we conduct our logistics business appropriately, then we can address our personal business.” Emery winked at him then slid his hand into his briefcase and tossed a set of bound papers onto Ritchie’s desk.
About the Author: I annoy, love, respect, scare, seduce, hurt, anger, infatuate, frustrate, flatter, envy, amuse and tolerate everyone. I just do it better in writing thanks to a little thing called…edits.
Okay no, seriously…I’m a simpleminded person who enjoys the escape from real life through a book. I write with the group Story Orgy and hope to continue doing so for a long time. I also am privileged to be with the Pulp Friction writers, creating intermingling books in a world all our own.
I recently took the drastic step of quitting my EDJ (evil day job) and am now living in the gorgeous desert in Arizona making a go at this writing stuff full time…and I can’t see me regretting this decision ever.
Just like every other red-blooded human—I get a little bouncy when I get mail (any kind too…email, comments, private messages…you wanna do it, do it with me *winks*). So feel free to drop me a line—whether it’s on my blog, twitter, PInterest, or you track me down on FaceBook or Google +…it’s easy to catch someone who wants to be caught.
I specialize in writing boyxboy though I read almost everything…and I fancy myself as slightly funny every once in a while. :)