She
writes plays while her brother's best friend brings the drama in this spicy New
Adult read Harlequin Junkie says is perfect for “anyone looking for a unique
story line, some smouldering sex, and two people not necessary looking for
their happily ever after, but they might find it anyway!”
Title: Fair
Play
Author:
Tracy A. Ward
Genre: New
Adult Contemporary Romance
Release Date: March
28, 2016
Publisher: Self-published
Format:
eBook
ISBN: 9780997282702
Synopsis:
Who knew love could bring a playwright so much drama?
Writing three
plays for a nationally acclaimed theater in Phair, Texas, was never supposed to
put Ashlyn Carter’s inheritance at risk or make or break her future. And it certainly
wasn’t supposed to force her into constant contact with the very guy she’s
avoided since her teenage crush-gone-bad days.
Noah Blake. He's
Ashlyn’s enemy, for good reason. As her older brother's best friend, he seems
hell-bent on interfering with nearly every aspect of her life. So how then does
he also seem to be her muse?
When
Ashlyn reluctantly agrees to act out scenes with Noah from the play she’s
writing in order to trigger her creativity, the spark of passion she’d felt for
him as a teenager flares up again. But there’s more at stake than just her
future as a playwright or the inheritance she never cared about in the first
place. Finding out the theater she loves is in danger of closing puts
everything she thought she knew and felt about Phair…and Noah...to the test.
Will there be a standing ovation for Ashlyn Carter, playwright, or will the
curtain drop and fade to black? Only by facing their biggest fears together
will Ashlyn and Noah learn to trust in themselves and each other.
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Excerpt:
Here’s the set-up. Lucas Marshall, owner
of The Marshall Theater, has just given Ashlyn an ultimatum—work with Noah, her
big brother’s best friend and Ashlyn’s sworn enemy, to overcome her writer’s
block that’s appeared at a very inopportune time (threatening her inheritance,
career, and the fate of the theater itself). Noah, too, has a stake in the
game. The town of Phair was founded around The Marshall. If it fails, so too
will his bar. Equally important, Noah has just discovered another threat—a
theater critic set on revenge against Ashlyn for a past transgression. But if
there’s one thing you can count on Noah Blake to do, it’s protect what he
considers his, no matter the cost. In this scene, from Noah’s point of view, he
appears at Ashlyn’s door, attempting to convince her that Lucas’s plan to
overcome her writer’s block and save the theater is valid.
Excerpt from Fair Play:
The door opened.
She stood, blinking at me. Then, without saying a word, she pulled ear buds
from her ears and placed them, along with her iPod, on the table beside the
door. Her arms dropped. “I don’t have time for this, Noah.”
Stepping through
the threshold, I reached for her wrist and snapped on the cuffs, an abandoned
favor from last week’s bachelorette party at the Double Shot.
Her blue eyes
widened, then she forced a controlled facade. She raised our conjoined wrists.
“So you’re into kink. But I don’t think that’s the way this is supposed to
work. Obviously, you need pointers.” She scanned the small, spartan room,
consisting of a loveseat, coffee table, and a fake ficus tree. “I might have a
fifty-shades-of-something book you could borrow.”
With my cuffed
hand, I reached behind me and closed the door, jerking Ashlyn’s body against
mine in the process.
Mistake.
My cock
instantly hardened. All I could think about was how she smelled, like moonlight
and summer. How her white tank clung to her torso, contoured over bare breasts
to the point where I swore I could just make out the vaguest tinge of
rose-colored nipples. How she turned me on without even trying, like no one
ever had.
As my cuffed
hand found hers and I finagled her arm so that it bent comfortably behind her
back, wispy strands of auburn hair, twisted into an awkward bun at the side of
her neck, tickled my face. Her pulse beneath my fingertips jumped. I inhaled
her sweet scent as my heart rate went into overdrive along with hers. A
primitive ache with the need to fill her settled in my bones.
But a man did
not touch his best friend’s little sister. Quinn had asked me years ago to look
out for her, and as we’d pledged in our fraternity as freshman, a promise once
made is never broken.
“The cuffs are
to prove a point,” I said. In spite of the warning going off in my head, my
lips grazed her temple when my opposite arm circled her waist.
Ashlyn rose on
toes, bringing us hip-to-hip so my erection was closer to where God intended,
like she was testing how well we’d fit. Her eyes darkened a shade and I could
tell she knew exactly what she was doing. Having her against me like this was
bending the rules. Bending, I reminded myself, wasn’t breaking. She also had
that weird look—the one that told me she understood what I was thinking before
I did.
It was also the
look she got before she became the world’s biggest smartass.
“So,” she
drawled out. “Not into kink. But it appears after all these years, I’ve been
wrong about you. You’re not a eunuch, after all.”
“Not even close,
sweetheart.” My free hand covered her ass. My fingertips found bare skin
beneath the curve of her shorts, and despite her bravado, she twitched.
About time she
figured out who was in charge.
About the
Author:
After
the birth of her children, Tracy had an epiphany: banking just wasn’t her
thing. So she quit her corporate job, let her nanny go and became a
not-so-desperate housewife by day, Sexy Women’s Fiction author by night. Her
characters are every-day women, following their dreams, searching for that
elusive happily ever after.
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