Showing posts with label Beth Matthews. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beth Matthews. Show all posts

October 30, 2014

Love's Last Call Blog Tour: Excerpt + Giveaway

http://xpressobooktours.com/2014/08/28/tour-sign-up-loves-last-call-by-beth-matthews/

Welcome to my stop on the blog tour for Love's Last Call by Beth Matthews! Today I have a great excerpt from the book to share - and don't forget to enter the giveaway! To follow the rest of the tour, click on the banner above.


Love's Last Call (Ladies of Jezebel’s #1)
Author: Beth Matthews
Genre: New Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: October 20, 2014

Description:

Lucy York is an aspiring mechanical engineer working as a shot girl serving watered-down drinks to drunken frat boys at Jezebel’s Bar & Lounge. The job isn’t so bad—it pays her bills, and she’s managed to make a surrogate family for herself at the bar. But now she’s ready to spread her wings and fly north to attend a university and, maybe, distance herself a little from the all-consuming social scene at Jezebel’s.

Then her boss hires a new bouncer, Norm, a literature dork who seems like everything a bouncer shouldn’t be: tall, gangly, sweet (and, you know, named Norman). But as she gets to know him, ol’ Norm turns out to be everything Lucy never knew she wanted and the best friend she’s ever had. He’s not a bad bouncer either.

One obstacle to their happily ever after: the owner has a strict no-dating rule for employees. If anyone at Jezebel’s finds out she’s dating a bouncer, Lucy will lose her job, her surrogate family, and the money she needs to go to college.

But, if she loses Norm, is she losing her best chance at happiness?
 

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22755556-love-s-last-call?ac=1
"Hey, Norm, can I just ask: why Jezebel's?"

He blinked at the non-sequitor. "I was working at a bookstore, but the place went bankrupt and closed down. I have to eat and pay my half of the rent, so when I saw Hank's ad on craigslist I dragged myself down here. Me as a bouncer seemed a bit of a long shot, but I begged and Hank said yes."

"Begged?"

Norm tipped his hand in a so-so gesture. "Asked nicely. I get the impression you guys go through a lot of bouncers?" Which is why a scrawny beanpole like me had a shot.

She rolled her big blue eyes heavenward. "God, yes. It's as bad as the Defense Against the Dark Arts position. Actually, most of the staff has a high turnover. Bouncers are just the worst. Working in a bar can be hard, you know? The hours interfere with the rest of your life. You're spilled on and stepped on and hit on and sometimes, if you're a bouncer, actually hit. It's not an easy job. But, for some reason, lately we keep hemorrhaging bouncers. They fall asleep half way through their shift and Hank fires them. They steal the good booze and Hank fires them. They get an acting gig and they quit. Their girlfriend visits the bar, takes one look at Ronnie and orders the guy to quit--"

"Won't be a problem for me. I'm footloose and fancy free."

Her eyes crinkled at the corners with pleasure. "Fancy free, huh?"

"Oh, yeah." He tweaked his shirt collar to demonstrate. "Fancy, right?"

Lucy laughed.

He loved making her laugh, and decided, whatever the risks, that he would try to make it happen as often as possible. "What about you? How long have you been working at the infamous house of fallen women and false prophets?"

"Since I turned twenty-one." She leaned forward, her face serious, her voice earnest. "It's a great place to work. As much as I bitch about Jezebel's, I make good money, and work doesn't interfere with school."

Norm craned around as a bustle of voices filled the bar. The main door opened and a crowd of employees shuffled in together, taking seats at the tables clustered before their boss and the stage.

"Better go down." Lucy flipped her textbook closed, sandwiching her notebook and pencil in between the book's pages. She stuffed everything into a black backpack spotted with rainbow colored polka dots. In the cluster of half dozen buttons on her backpack, there was a simple black one with "HAN SHOT FIRST" in bold white letters.

A woman after my own heart.

Norm, entranced and attracted by this tangible sign of geekery, realized he was helpless to resist her--whatever his financial difficulties. He followed her to the seating area for the meeting, feeling like one of the hypnotized rats trailing after the Pied Piper, doomed and elated all at once.
Beth Matthews is a California girl, born and raised. She’s a total geek, a movie buff, and a mediocre swing dancer. She lives in sunny SoCal with her boyfriend and two of the neediest housecats on the planet.
Buy Links:


Tour Wide Giveaway (US Only):
Black zip tote back from Romantic Times 2014 Convention in New Orleans
(6) Contemporary Romance Paperbacks:
Love’s Last Call by Beth Matthews 
A Midsummer Night’s Fling by Beth Matthews 
Fire Inside: A Chaos Novel by Kristen Ashley 
Inn at Last Chance by Hope Ramsay 
Always on My Mind by Jill Shalvis 
Boomerang Bride by Fiona Lowe





 

August 6, 2014

Book Blitz + Giveaway: A Midsummer Night's Fling by Beth Matthews




A Midsummer Night's Fling (Stage Kiss #1)
Author: Beth Matthews
Genre: Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 2014

Description:

After dating her childhood sweetheart Max on and off for years, aspiring actress Nicola Charles is finally ready to move on. It’s time for her to focus on her stage career and stay away from Max–before he can break her heart again.

Max regrets hurting Nicola, but he wants another chance. So when his play loses its leading lady, giving Nicola the part seems like the perfect opportunity to win back his old flame.

But the course of true love—and a theater production—never do run smooth. As Max fights to reignite Nicola’s love, the onstage antics can’t rival the bedlam backstage: a neurotic cast, a prickly crew, and an evil diva of a director who’s got designs on Max.

As Nicola and Max battle to keep the drama onstage, Max can’t help wondering if their romance will end with the last performance. Or have the two of them finally captured what they’ve dreamed of all their lives? True Love.

A contemporary romance that should appeal to fans of the wry humor and playful sexiness in the works of Julie James and Victoria Dahl.

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22667014-a-midsummer-night-s-fling?ac=1

As soon as her lips touched his, Nicola knew she'd made a terrible mistake.

But, wow, did she not give a shit.

This kiss was an inevitability, the climax of the sexual tension that had been kindling inside her since they began the scene. Since I opened the door this afternoon and saw him. She sighed into his mouth, her eyes prickling.

Five years. Five years and it might as well have been a second. Or a lifetime. I don't know him anymore. Didn't know what he'd done for the last few years, didn't know how he'd changed, who he was.

And yet.

Skin remembered skin. And her mouth opened against his with the ease of tender familiarity. She didn't really know him anymore, but her body remembered every inch of his, every touch, every breath they breathed together, every feeling.

His mouth was soft and warm as his tongue swept into her mouth. Heat pooled between her thighs, a greedy, selfish want for all he could give her.

Don't start this again. But she wanted to give in, to let go, to lose herself to him. I don't care. I don't care. With a small sigh, she deepened the kiss, her tongue clashing with his. Delicious friction. Primal need. Yes.

Max groaned into her mouth and pushed his body close to hers, backing her against the doorframe. Backing her up hard enough her head knocked into the doorframe.

He broke away. "Shit. I'm sorry."

"Ow?" Nicola rubbed her sore spot and shot him a laughing glance. "Boy, this really is like old times."

"Ah, intermissions." He grinned. "The one time I could kiss you as much as I wanted."

"Until you inevitably knocked me into a wall."

He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "I never meant to bang you into that wall backstage."

"Old habits. Ha. Is this a kiss or a concussion?"

"Both?" He leaned toward her, so warm, so familiar.

He'll never be what you need him to be. The thought seared into her mind, sucking all the sweetness out of her surrender. She drew away, her body tingling in anticipation of the delights which would never come now.

"Nicola?"

She ducked, dodging his hands when he tried to stop her retreat. "I have to go."
Beth Matthews is a California girl, born and raised. She’s a total geek, a movie buff, and a mediocre swing dancer. She lives in sunny SoCal with her boyfriend and two of the neediest housecats on the planet.

Author Links: