Wednesday, August 14, 2024

Love on the Clock (Contemporary romance anthology) Spotlight, ADULT titles




 Love on the Clock
Romance Cafe Collection, Book 35

ADULT titles by:

Clarice Jayne
Sharon Michalove
Keighley Bradford
Kristine Charles
Élodie Garroway
Lisabelle Chretien
Katherine Moore
Harper Michaels
Sonja Flowers
Abigail Sharpe
Toni Bolton
Francis Black
Gabbi Grey

The anthology will only be available for a limited time.


Synopsis

 

Never mix business with pleasure

This collection of CEOs, assistants, partners and consultants have forgotten Office Rule No.1.

Whether it's passion over the printer, scandal in the stationery cupboard or loosened ties in the boardroom, these co-workers are getting hot under the collar.

Join us around the Romance Café water cooler to discover the latest office scuttlebutt.


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Bio


The Office Hotshot by Gabbi Grey

 

Orlando

 

I'm a go-getter. Right out of interior design school, I’ve landed a plum job in a well-regarded architecture firm, and I'm ready to help the lead architect meet his deadline. Except the man's a jerk, strung so tight it's a miracle he hasn't exploded. Offering a little stress relief is practically a service to humanity. But in the dark in the copy room, Knight's a lot more human than I thought. Now stress relief isn't the only thing I want to give him, and I'm dreading the day I'll have to leave.

 

Knight

 

I’m working under a tight deadline, and all I want is peace, quiet, and an assistant who doesn’t give me lip. Right now, I have none of those things. The new hire is perky, pushy, and unfairly attractive. One hot encounter in the copy room isn't breaking my oath to never get involved with a subordinate, right? Unfortunately, that one interlude leaves me craving more. What's so special about Orlando, that he's making me think about breaking all my rules and asking him to stay?

 

This is a 15k word gay romance novella with a successful architect, a quirky younger interior designer, and a cantankerous photocopier.

 

 

 

Exclusive Excerpt

 

Orlando

 

"Knight! What do you think? I've finished the Duncraig job design. I think it's wonderful. And Fiona, over at the depot, said that if we want to place an order for these tiles in the next three weeks, we can get them on discount..." I stopped suddenly after walking into my boss’s office.

Okay, he often referred to it as bursting.

And he might or might not have been right about that. But when I had good news, why stand on ceremony? If he had clients, then of course I knocked. When just the two of us were in the office, I didn’t see the point. In fact, I didn’t understand why he kept his door closed at all. He should be able to see into the lobby.

Well, and me, of course. This morning, I wore a fabulous sage-green suit with a pale-pink shirt and a white tie with rainbow unicorns on it. Very subdued and appropriate for the stifling hot weather outside. After having lived just below the arctic circle for most of my life, this humid heat took some getting used to. We’d have hot days up north, of course, but nothing like this.

Knight stood with his arm against the window and his forehead resting on that.

As I gazed past him at the spectacular view, I noted dark clouds moving in from the west, off the Pacific. “A storm?”

He nodded.

“Are you getting a migraine?” I laid my tablet on his desk and hustled around to his drawer. He probably thought I didn’t know about his stash of headache pills, but I knew everything. “These go under your tongue, right?” I located the box and started to take a pill out.

“I’m fine, Orlando.”

He looked anything but fine. His normally rosy skin had a wan tone, and his bright, dark-brown eyes didn’t sparkle. “You just—”

“I said I’m fine.” He met my gaze.

Slowly, I put the unwrapped pill back in the box, closed it up, put it back in the drawer, and closed that as well. I put my hand on my hip. “Okay, well, clearly something’s up. I come in here with the best news—that Fiona can get us a great deal—and you’re all dark and moody.” With his blond hair, he struggled to pull off broody. The dark eyes helped—especially when they went all stormy and sexy. I pictured him as a blond Mr. Rochester. All dramatic. The light hair really detracted from the gothic Jane Eyre fantasy.

 

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Gabbi Grey

 

USA Today Bestselling author Gabbi Grey lives in beautiful British Columbia where her fur baby chin-poo keeps her safe from the nasty neighborhood squirrels. Working for the government by day, she spends her early mornings writing contemporary, gay, sweet, and dark erotic BDSM romances. While she firmly believes in happy endings, she also believes in making her characters suffer before finding their true love. She also writes m/f romances as Gabbi Black and Gabbi Powell.

 

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