I know I’ve already used this GIF, but come on… lol.. this is great… poor kid… WATCH OUT FOR SWINGING HIPS… 😛
we have hit the midway point on our second month of excerpts… the bookish egg hunt is almost at a close… I have had a lot of fun getting to see all the ideas and responses from my fellow authors… a nice diversion from all the edits… but soon I will have my first contemporary romance back from the beta reader…. and that means??? yep…. more edits… lol… but I love my Skymanns and know that they deserve the best…
this Eggcerpt also falls in the contemporary romance genre… with a Plump and Pretty MC to show that love comes in all sizes… 😛
Plump & Pretty
Big & Beautiful series, book 6
by Mary E. Thompson
New Release – will be available March 15 (preorder links are live)
Riley is a quiet woman. She likes to read, hides behind her books. She doesn’t date much and thinks no one would be interested in the quiet, plump girl with her nose in a book.
Connor was the high school hottie. Riley knew of him, but never knew him. So when he approaches her at a wedding she’s baffled that he knows she exists let alone knows her name.
Then he disappears, only to show back up a few days later, right when she needs someone to talk to.
Not someone to kiss though.
When everything Riley’s ever wanted seems almost within her reach she starts to wonder if it’s possible, or if it was just a dream all along.
I looked down at his large hand circling my smaller wrist. I’d never felt small next to a man, but seeing his fingers wrapped all the way around my arm, the tips resting against his palm as though I was a normal sized woman and not big, made me feel small. I looked over him again, taking my time with my appraisal, enjoying the view of his long, thick legs encased in denim, the drape of his wool coat covering his hips and upper body. His other hand gripped the arm of the chair as though restraining himself.
His blue eyes begged me to reconsider, to take his words at face value then dig deeper into the heart of what he was saying. His lips were parted, poised to continue his argument if I didn’t give him the answer he wanted. Out darted his pink tongue covering the edge of his lip before vanishing again. For some reason with the appearance of his tongue my brain stalled, forgetting momentarily what we were talking about.
“Riley?” he asked, his rich deep voice pulling me from my blankness.
“Sorry. Um, are you for real?”
A glimmer lit his eyes, a spark of a challenge. He looked like the Connor Lee I remembered from high school, the one who never turned down a dare and who always got what he wanted.
He stood slowly, his hand still wrapped around my wrist. At his full height he towered over my 5’10″ height by the eight inches I knew he was taller than me. Broad shoulders dwarfed mine with arms that were almost the size of my legs. Connor Lee hadn’t lost any of the definition or size he had in high school. It looked as though he’d perhaps gained even more size.
“Riley, I like you. I know we don’t know each other well, or really at all, but when I saw you, I knew I had to try to get to know you.”
“Why? I mean, really?” I stammered, not really sure what the hell was going on.
His free hand lifted and approached my cheek. I flinched, wondering what the hell he was doing. He looked into my eyes, peering close, then lifted his arm slowly, as though I was an animal that was spooked. I guess I was.
His palm touched my cheek and I brushed against it like a greedy cat wanting more. He stepped closer, the blue of his eyes darkening to a navy. The hand on my wrist glided up my arm, pausing at my shoulder before ducking under my hair and cupping the back of my neck.
Completely under his control my head tipped back, giving him full access to me. As his head lowered, my eyes drifted closed, a replay of our motions at the wedding. His lips got closer, my breath coming out in hurried puffs as I felt his breath on my face. A heavy pause filled the space, disappointment filling me as I realized he wasn’t going to kiss me like I thought.
“Riley,” he said, making my eyes open. His face was right in front of me, level with mine. His navy eyes bore straight through my body. I’ve never known a feeling of being devoured by a man’s eyes until that moment. He glanced down over me, my flesh heating with every flicker of his eyes. When they met mine again I knew I’d do anything he asked, and that one day he’d crush me.
“Riley? Can I kiss you?” he whispered, barely loud enough for me to hear.
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Mary E Thompson grew up loving to read, spending many nights hiding under the covers with a flashlight to finish a book. As an adult she still stays up too late, but doesn’t need a flashlight anymore thanks to her ereader. When Mary’s not reading she’s playing with her two kids or living out her real life romance with her hubby. She has a weakness for chocolate, Buffalo sports teams, and wine, lots of wine.
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Conversational interview: (after the book)
Interviewer: Thanks for being here today, Riley. It’s pretty exciting to hear you just got READ. How are you feeling?
Riley (laughs): I’m great. This is the best day of my life. I never thought READ would actually be mine.
Interviewer: It sounds like a pretty interesting story. Do you want to share it with us?
Riley: Well, some of it is private, but I’ll just say I have the best fiancé ever.
Interviewer: Connor Lee, right? You two grew up together?
Riley (nods): Yeah, we did. We went to high school together, but we didn’t really know each other. He was dating a girl whose locker was next to mine.
Interviewer: So how did you get together?
Riley (smiles and gets a dreamy look in her eyes): He approached me at my friend’s wedding. I didn’t know he even knew my name, but he knew a lot more than that. He surprised me at every step, right up until the end when he asked me to marry him.
Interviewer: Does he like to read as much as you do?
Riley (laughs): I don’t think anyone likes to read as much as I do, but Connor does read. More now than before though.
Interviewer: How did you get into owning a book store?
Riley: I always loved to read. I was forever that girl with her head in a book. I knew I wanted to work with books so I got a degree in Library Sciences. When I was going through school I wanted to work though, so I got a part time job at READ. By the time I finished my degree I loved it so much I couldn’t bear to leave.
Interviewer (smiling): It sounds like you really love it there?
Riley (nods): It’s my favorite place in the world. Connor laughs, but when he talks about taking a vacation I talk about how many books I could buy with the money.
Interviewer (laughing): Books are pretty important to you. What else matters?
Riley: Family and friends, without a doubt.
Interviewer: Your friends are like a second family, aren’t they?
Riley: Definitely. I worry about them as much as I worry about my sisters.
Interviewer: What do you worry about?
Riley: That they won’t be happy. That they won’t find someone to share their lives with. My friends are mostly paired off, but Carrie and Charlie are still single. I worry about Carrie the most though because all she’s ever wanted was to be a mom. She’s starting to think it won’t happen.
Interviewer: Do you want kids?
Riley (shrugs): Eventually. We’re not there yet. I’d like to get married first.
Interviewer: When is the wedding?
Riley (smiling): April 21. We don’t want to wait.
Interviewer (eyes wide): Wow, that’s soon. Have you always dreamed of your wedding day?
Riley (shakes head): No. Strangely enough I barely thought of my wedding at all until Connor proposed. That’s another reason we’re doing it so soon. We’re keeping it small and are pretty laid back with what we’re planning.
Interviewer: If you never dreamed of your wedding, what did you dream of?
Riley: The last few years I dreamed of owning READ.
Interviewer: You have that so what’s your big dream now?
Riley (shrugs): I’m not sure I have one. I’m happy. I have everything I could have ever wanted. A fabulous job, an amazing man, and great family and friends. What more could you ask for?
Interviewer: Nothing. Absolutely nothing.