Monday, September 22, 2014

Guest Blog and Excerpt from Ashley Ladd, Author of Her Men

I Want Sushi!

By Ashley Ladd

As an author I get interviewed a lot and one of the questions I get asked about is what is my favorite food?

I guess I’m a foodie because I can never just narrow down my selection to just one (or even two) foods. I always give a long list of foods: Cincinnati chili spaghetti with cheese, ham and swiss cheese sandwiches on rye, lobster, shrimp, sushi, Chinese garlic chicken, chicken chimichangas, enchiladas, ham and cheese crepes, cheese blintzes, and sometimes, even grilled cheese sandwiches or grilled zucchini or Cajun green beans  and mushrooms depending what mood I’m in. See, I told you I’m a foodie.

Today, my daughter wants me to go to the mall with her while she puts in resumes and then to grab a quick, cheap lunch. As you know, the mall food court offers a lot of variety. Decisions decisions…
But I’ve decided. Today, I want chicken teriyaki sushi and a California roll combo.

I get the same way with books. If you were to ask me what my favorite type of book is, I’d give you a long list. Again, depending what day it is would depend what type book, or which specific book it is I feel like reading. That’s why my Kindle ap on my phone is so perfect. It’s loaded up with books. If I feel like reading a Stephen King book I flip to that. Or perhaps I prefer one of the chick lits or the rom coms the next day instead. And it all fits on one small device that fits in my pocket.

Although I haven’t decided which book I want to read today, at least I have decided what I’m going to eat. While my daughter is putting in resumes, I’ll flip through my Kindle while I’m chilling at the Food Court and decide which book whets my appetite today.

At least my decision is a lot easier than Julie’s in ‘Her Men’. She has to decide between the two men she loves. That’s a much tougher decision than if I want to eat sushi or a ham sandwich. I don’t have to worry about hurting the sandwiches’ feelings and alienating it for life. Okay, so now I’m being silly, but you get my drift. I don’t envy her.

What are you reading today? What are you eating for lunch today?

Title: Her Men
Publisher: Totally Bound
Genre: Contemporary Erotic male-female-male romance
Book Length: 22,000 words

Forty-four year old Julie Weston has loved Timmy and James since her college days twenty something years ago. She's fantasized about both all these long years, never able to choose between them.

Hoping Tim and James will attend, she attends their college marching band reunion. When both men show up her dreams are answered. They're sexier than she imagined and she hopes they won't be disappointed by her older self.

It turns out both men came just to see her again and neither is happy about the other’s presence. They fight over her, confusing her more than ever. It takes a hot ménage…or two…for her heart to decide which one she’s in love with.

Oh God. She couldn’t make up her mind, just as she’d feared. They were both fulfilling her dreams and almost her fantasies. Why couldn’t she be like Connie and love just one man?
“I’m single. And confused,” she admitted unhappily, hoping and praying her answer wouldn’t drive either man away before her heart could decide who it wanted. She held her breath, waiting for James to drop her on her ass and leave in disgust.
But he stayed. His eyes darkened. His fingers bit into her arms, but he didn’t walk away. Instead, he kissed her again, rubbing his groin against her. When he finally released her, he promised, “Game on.”
Tim stomped over and shoved James away. “What the hell was that?”
James pushed him back. “What in the hell does it look like?”
“Keep your hands off her.”
“I don’t see a ring on her finger, and she started it.”
Tim wrinkled his brow, captured her hand and yanked her to him. “She’s had too much to drink.”
Again she help up one finger and repeated, “I just had one.” She thought it best not to mention the Benadryl.
With sad eyes, Tim asked, “Who do you want? Me or him?”
Fighting back sudden, scalding tears, she freed herself, stepped back and regarded both men. “I don’t know.”
Tim’s expression grew incredulous as if she’d struck him. He echoed, “You don’t know? Since when do you like him?”
“Maybe since you dumped her,” James said with a sneer. He puffed up and faced off with Tim. “If you don’t like it, back out. I’m going to fight for her—like I should have before.”
Tim’s eyes grew large as saucers. “I had no idea. You were with Theresa…”
“Theresa dropped me like a hot cake. And you disappeared.”
“And I heard she was going out with Gus, not you.” Tim looked around as though to make sure Gus wasn’t about to pop out of nowhere.
She heaved a sigh. “Gus was my friend. He fell for me, not vice versa. I feel bad if I led him on. It wasn’t intentional.”
“Like me? You never realized I liked you as more than a friend,” Phil interjected as he danced nearby with Anita.
She blanched and wanted to evaporate.
James winked. “It seems you were quite the siren, leaving all of us shipwrecked in your wake.”
Stunned, she clasped her hand to her throat. “I swear, I had no clue. I’m so sorry.”
“Yet you’re still leaving us in your wake, honey.” Tim glared at all of them and fisted his hands on his hips.
Honey? She didn’t like the sound of that.

Ashley Ladd is a disabled Air Force vet that is hard of hearing but still loves language, especially the written word. She loves a sexy man, especially one with a military background and they’ll often pop up in her stories. She also loves cats and has been known to empower a cat with the gift of speech. Unfortunately he wouldn’t shut up. J She loves to plug into Pandora and sip Diet Coke while writing, usually with a cat or kid at her side.

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Ashley Ladd lives in South Florida with her husband, five children, and beloved pets. She loves the water, animals (especially cats), and playing on the computer.

She's been told she has a wicked sense of humor and often incorporates humor and adventure into her books. She also adores very spicy romance, which she weaves into her stories.

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