by Meg Lacey
"Something’s cooking in more than the kitchen…
Tess Banyon is a ‘Martha Stewart’ type of homemaker-guru-marketing-entrepreneur-extraordinaire. Investigative journalist, Josh Farraday is determined to convince the women of America that Tess is too good to be true.
Tess is a marvelous marketer with tons of ideas, but she can’t really cook and has been known to attach herself to a grapevine wreath with her glue gun. Now she’s doing her own TV show, and Josh has been assigned to do a behind-the-scenes story."
She stood frozen for a minute before she said faintly, “What do you think you’re doing?”
At the same time, Josh jerked back the curtain that encircled the claw-footed antique bathtub. Hands clenched on the divided curtain, his eyes widened to the size of half-dollars, and his jaw practically dropped to his chest as he stared at her for a long moment.
“Am I missing something here?”
Tess studied the length of his body, coming to rest on his most volatile piece of male equipment. “Nope, all there,” she said, “every inch.”
He laughed. “That’s a relief.”
Her heart was pounding with a staccato fury, and for a moment she felt like she’d melt. He was gorgeous. “What are you doing in my bathroom?”
Josh swiped his hands down his body to shed the excess water, then stepped out of the tub onto the bathmat. He reached for the towel hanging on a rack. Lazily, he wrapped the terrycloth around his waist, tucking the end in. He smiled. “You said the door right at the top of the stairs.”
“I said turn right at the top of the stairs.”
“Oh, turn right.” He grinned. “I thought you were being a bit forward.”
“Were you snooping in my bedroom?” she asked, amazed at the thought.
He nodded toward the door. “Are you sure that’s your room? It looks like a stage set. There’s nothing personal to identify you in there. No mementos, nothing. I found that disappointing, considering your skills.”
“You admit it? You were looking through my room?”
“Only on the way to the bathroom.”
“I don’t believe you,” she said, punctuating her words by poking her finger into his chest. “You’re a low-down snoop, that’s what you are.”
“A snoop? A reporter being called a snoop? Surely not.”
His chuckle was infectious, but Tess wasn’t buying it. She was red-faced and perspiring, although that could have been from the heat and moisture in the room, not because she was more embarrassed than she’d ever been in her entire life, or wanted to rip the towel from his hips.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Meg has a BFA and MA in theatre, acting and directing, and a minor in Fine Arts and Promotion. Over the years, Meg has been an actress, director, producer, creative director, CEO, copywriter, creative dramatics teacher, mime, mom, college instructor, and a school bus driver. She’s established two creative marketing/media companies, working as a V.P. and as CEO, creating projects in all media: network cable programming to corporate initiatives; to video, games and interactive websites. Meg is published with Harlequin, Imajinn Books, Samhain Publishing and now Entangled Publishing. Learn more about Meg and her books on her website or at any online bookstore. Look for her new books, Something’s Cooking from Entangled Publishing, 8/13; The Sparrow and the Hawk, out now. The Sparrow and the Vixens Three, 11/13, and Million Dollar Mistake, 9/13.
Good Reads: http://www.goodreads.com/meglacey
Meg will be awarding a Jamberry Nails set (with a watermelon motif) and a colorful watermelon knife as well as a Room Scent Warmer from 'For Every Home' along with apple pie scent cubes to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.