Sunday, March 31, 2013

Are you MAN HUNGRY?


   Cerise, darling, thank you so much for inviting me to blab about my latest book! I always have so much fun when I visit you!
   Today I am celebrating the release for my sexy funny short story, Man Hungry, the tale of what happens when two practical jokers are matched up on a blind date. This book was so much fun to write, I just had to share. It’s a really quick, fun read. I’ve attached the blurb and excerpt below so you get a taste!
   I also wanted to let you know that I have an exciting new book coming out in April, Rebound, which I have talked about below.
   Oh, and this is important! Today is the LAST DAY to enter my Tiara Giveaway.
   Well…until I decide to give away another. My bling closet is getting kind of cluttered. (But darling, if you’re going to be a hoarder, shouldn’t you be hoarding bling?”)
***ENTER TO WIN SABRINA’S TIARA***
   There’s still time to enter to win my Tiara and a copy of Man Hungry! To enter, just sign up for the Royal Hotsheet (Sabrina’s Newsletter). Newsletter subscribers are eligible to win all coming contests as well as random giveaways. Because, have I mentioned? Tiara closet? Cluttered?
   Send an email with "Enter Me" in the subject line (this is erotica, after all) to sabrina@sabrinayork.com. If you want to win a copy of Man Hungry, mention that in the body of the email!
   The drawing will be March 31, 2013. It is a completely random drawing. I made it a point to have the one person on the planet who ABSOLUTELY DOES NOT CARE about the results draw the winner.
   That is, after all, what teenage sons are for.
   Remember, only one entry per person, but if you refer your friends you will earn bonus entries.
Refer Your Friends Bonus Entries
   Tell your friends about Sabrina York, Her Royal Hotness. If they sign up for Sabrina's Hotsheet you earn another entry, plus a chance at a Referrals Only drawing for more bling. (NOTE: They must tell me that you referred them in the message box so I can give you credit).
   Good luck!!!

   Now that we have that out of the way, here’s the taste of Man Hungry I promised!
   MAN HUNGRY by Sabrina York
   Blind dates are hell. At least that’s what Justin thinks before he’s set up with Jessica, a sizzling-hot schoolteacher who captures his heart—or at least his lust—at first sight. He can’t let their date fail so he does what any sane, rational prankster would do—he pretends he’s there to meet someone else. A man-hungry schoolmarm.
   Jessica knows full well that Justin is her date, so she decides to have a little fun and show him exactly how man hungry a “schoolmarm” can be. And Jessica’s hunger is all for Justin. On the dance floor, atop a table, up against a door…she just can’t get enough.
    This is an Ellora’s Cave Quickie, so be ready for a wild ride with lots of action—and ultimate satisfaction—packed into a sizzling short story.
An Excerpt from Man Hungry 
Copyright © 2013 by Sabrina York, 2013
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing , Inc.

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   “You’ve got to save me.”
   Jessica blinked as the most gorgeous man she’d ever seen slipped into her booth and grabbed her hand. She barely registered the intrusion. His grasp was that warm.
   “I beg your pardon?” She lifted her voice above the blare of the band. It was a country band and a country bar—not her preference but a girl had to do what a girl had to do to meet a decent guy.
   “Please. You look like a compassionate soul.” His crooked grin, ringed as it was by a scruffy beard, made rivulets of excitement trickle down her spine, as did the tantalizing dent in his chin. His eyes, large and brown and fringed with long, thick lashes, glinted with humor. A deep dimple sliced through one cheek. His Stetson, from which dark curls erupted, was tipped at a jaunty angle. He batted his lashes—a move that frankly should be against the law. “Can’t you find it in your heart to save me?”
   His Dallas drawl made her mouth water—she’d always had a thing for cowboys with dented chins—but she stiffened her spine against his appeal.
   She did not need another puppy dog lover. She’d had enough of those in her life. That’s why she was here. To meet her friend Penny’s staid, stick-in-the-mud lawyer cousin. A guy she could have a future with. Who liked country music. And country bars.
   He was probably a Republican.
   Good. She hoped he was.
   She hoped he was a grown-up as well.
   Nope. No more puppy dogs for her. She’d made an oath. And she was bone-tired of cleaning up their messes on the carpet. Against her will, her lips twitched. She did love those puppy dogs. And this one was damn cute.
   She cleared her throat. It was clogged with arousal. “Save you from what?”
   Her cute cowboy slash puppy dog shot a look around the crowded bar and hunkered lower like an outlaw hiding from the sheriff. “The dreaded man-hungry spinster.”
   A laugh bubbled through her. As pickup lines went, at least his was original. And entertaining. She lifted her beer to disguise her amusement.
   “Oh. Sorry.” His gaze danced back to hers. “I meant to say the dreaded man-hungry spinster schoolmarm.” He offered a charming, self-effacing grin.
   Jessica stilled, bottle halfway to her mouth. She was a spinster schoolmarm. Well, an unmarried teacher at least. Close enough.
   The cowboy leaned in. His warm breath skated across her cheek. It was all she could do not to nestle right up against him. Melt, maybe. “Just dance with me. Please? One dance before I have to resign myself to the misery of a blind date?”
   Jessica’s belly lurched. “You’re meeting a blind date?”
   Oh. Crap. So was she. She was a spinster schoolmarm here to meet a blind date.
   Oh. He couldn’t be Justin. Could he? She narrowed her focus on his face, nearly distracted by the lazy droop of his lids, the full lips, his scent as it wafted toward her every time he moved. He didn’t look like the guy in the tux down the line from Penny in her wedding photo, the guy with the short-cropped hair and formal posture.
   The stodgy lawyer.
   Her attention snagged on his jawline and a shiver raced through her. She had a thing for a hard, square, dented chin. Yeah, his hair was longer, he was definitely scruffy and he was dressed in a very unlawyerlike long-sleeved t-shirt, jeans and cowboy boots. But she’d recognize that chin anywhere.
   “Ho yeah.” He nodded and an unruly curl escaped onto his forehead. “My cousin’s friend.” He sent her a pleading look. “Did I mention she’s a schoolteacher?”
   Certainty stirred in her gut—along with the little demon of mischief that lived there. He was Justin, her date.
   He just didn’t know it.
   Oh, this was going to be fun.

About Sabrina York
Sabrina is an award winning author of erotic romance with nearly a dozen titles available, ranging from sweet & sexy erotic romance to BDSM to erotic horror. Connect with her on twitter @sabrina_york or Facebook.
Check out Sabrina’s books and read an excerpt on her webpage (www.sabrinayork.com) or explore on Amazon or at Ellora’s Cave.
·       Adam’s Obsession: Contemporary Erotic Romance  
·       Extreme Couponing: Contemporary BDSM
·       Folly: Erotic Regency
·       Man Hungry: Erotic Contemporary
·       Pushing Her Buttons: Contemporary BDSM  
·       Rising Green: Steamy Erotic horror
·       Training Tess: Contemporary BDSM  
·       Trickery: Magical Domination  
·       Tristan’s Temptation: Contemporary Erotic Romance  

Coming Soon from Sabrina York: Rebound, Book One of the Tryst Island Series.
Fall in Love on Tryst Island…
When a group of friends share a vacation house, wild hijinks, unexpected hook-ups and steamy sex ensue. And true love. Did I mention they all find true love? And steamy sex?
Rebound by Sabrina York
A Tryst Island Erotic Romance
Kristi Cross has had the hots for her friend, Cameron Jackson as long as she could remember, but she knows she’s not his type. She’s nothing like the women he dates. So when he suggests they play for a kiss over a game of Hearts, Kristi can’t resist. Even if she loses, she wins. Because she’s finally going to taste him.
 Of course, one kiss can quickly become something altogether steamier, especially when both parties are on the rebound…

5 comments:

CrystalBee said...

The words "tiara closet" and "cluttered" don't belong together in the same sentence. :) A tiara closet can never have enough tiaras... You just build a bigger closet!

Sabrina York said...

Crystal you made me laugh. Tiaras can get cluttered too!!!

Sabrina

Sabrina York said...

And Cerise, darling, thanks for letting me play! It's always such a joy working with you!

Delicious Romance From Cerise DeLand said...

Chortling here over closets cluttered with tiaras!!!!!!
I must do a bit of house cleaning!
OR NOT.
SABRINA, my love, any time is a great time to read one of your books!
xxx

hotcha12 said...

dayum cerise I WANNA BE HER!! LOL