Blurb:
Renovators
have invaded the home of Jason and Eliza Wu. The two haven’t seen a clean
surface in months and, even worse, haven’t had a moment to themselves. With
stress in their work lives added to stress at home, the couple desperately
needs to have some fun. Jason and Eliza embark on a bold plan to make love and
get out of the house—at the same time. Through a series of hot adventures and
wild mishaps in the car, at Eliza’s mother’s house, on the top floor of the
library and everywhere in between, Jason and Eliza find that not only can they
survive renovations, they might even be sorry when they’re over.
A
Romantica® contemporary
erotic romance
from Ellora’s Cave
Excerpt:
By
scooting the heaviest things out of the way with the side of her thigh, Eliza
could open the refrigerator door just enough to slide her arm in and identify a
wine cooler by shape. She snaked it out of the refrigerator, but her hand
slipped on the sweating glass bottle just before she got it clear. It crashed
to the floor and shattered, soaking the lower half of her stockings and the big
bags of flour and rice from the pantry with pink, sugary alcohol. Shards of
glass surrounded her and Eliza swallowed, thinking of her bare feet.
Her
husband responded before she could. “Don’t move,” Jason said. He was barefoot
himself, but that didn’t stop him from getting in close enough to sweep her up
into his arms. The man might sit behind a desk all day at work, but he put in
his time at the gym. His taut muscles flexed around Eliza as he lifted her out
of the mess and glass and tucked her against his chest.
Jason
carried Eliza to the other side of the room and set her on the table. “Are you
all right? Did you cut yourself?” He lifted one sticky, stocking-covered foot
in his hand and inspected it for injuries.
“I
didn’t get hurt.” Eliza caught his other hand and brought it to her lips.
“Thanks, Jason. Really.”
He
kissed the side of her face in response, and she wished he’d gone for her mouth
instead. She reached to pull him in for a better kiss, but before she could he
crossed back to the refrigerator and folded his arms across his chest. Eliza
and Jason both sighed.
“I
think we’re going to have to throw all this food away because of the glass,”
Jason said.
“I’m
sorry.” She got off the table and tapped one foot, trying to remember where
they’d moved the broom.
“You
stay there. I’ll take care of this.”
“If
you say so.”
“I
do.”
Eliza
smiled, a little of the tension easing. “I want to do something really fun at
home for our anniversary. It’s five years, and maybe our last chance before we
have to grow up for real and behave. We should jump on the beds and have sex on
the kitchen table.”
“About
that…”
“What?”
“If
you haven’t opened the document I shared with you, then you didn’t see the note
I made about the latest delay.”
Eliza’s
voice darkened. “What?”
“When
they checked out the master bathroom, they found a rotten beam. It needs to be
fixed, but Bob said it means the job won’t be done until mid-August.”
“But
that’s only two weeks before our anniversary! That’s more than a month behind
schedule.”
Jason
shrugged. He wrapped his hand in a dishtowel and began throwing items from the
pantry into a big black trash bag. “I don’t like it any more than you. They
have to finish the job eventually, one way or another.”
“He
always finds something else! Did you ask him if he’s sure about the schedule
this time?”
Jason
stood abruptly and stepped away from the mess in front of the refrigerator. “I
don’t want you criticizing me for how I talked to Bob. Why did we think
renovations were a good idea?”
“Oh,
Jason.” Eliza rushed to his side and tried to put her arms around him, but he
shook her off.
Her
husband rubbed one hand over his face. “I don’t want us to fight again. I want
to have a nice time with you tonight. Do you know why I was upset when you got
home? I left the office a little early and I was going to straighten up around
here and make you dinner. If we could open the damn refrigerator, you’d see I
picked up avocados and a bunch of other stuff you like. I got home and found
the kitchen like this, and I knew I couldn’t get it sorted out in time to
surprise you.”
Jason
grunted and tossed a few more things into the trash bag. Eliza hovered nearby,
wishing she could wave their problems away and start the fun they both wanted.
She found herself staring at his firm ass, trying to remember the last time
she’d really grabbed it. They’d always had a good relationship, a hot
relationship. She’d been shocked to see how the stress of renovations had
reduced them to sniping at each other.
“I
miss you, Jason.”
He
stopped moving. “What do you mean?”
“I
miss your body. When was the last time we really had some time to ourselves?”
“You
mean other than time we spend complaining to each other about the renovations
from hell?”
“I
love that you were going to make me dinner. Really, I do. It’s just there’s
something I might need more than dinner. I think we both need it.”
A
slow grin spread over Jason’s face. “I may have had an ulterior motive when I
decided to make you dinner.”
“I
hope you did.” Eliza reached out to him with one hand. “Can’t we clean it up in
the morning? We have to stop letting these renovations ruin our lives.”
Jason
took her in his arms before she finished her sentence.
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Bio:
Annabeth
Leong has written erotica of many flavors. She loves shoes, stockings, cooking
and excellent bass lines. She always keeps a new e-book loaded on her phone and
a paperback stashed in her purse, but her eyes are still bigger than her
stomach whenever she visits a bookseller. She blogs at annabethleong.blogspot.com,
and tweets @AnnabethLeong . Watch for her next contemporary erotic romance from
Ellora's Cave, Design
and Scandal.
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