Title: Pieces of Perfect
Author: Elizabeth Hayley
Series: Pieces of Perfect #1
Publication: July 8th, 2013
Genre: Contemporary Romance | Erotic Fiction
Cover designed by: Raina Campbell (Grapevine Book Tours)
As a sexy ex-hockey player, Max was the bad boy with something to prove. As a handsome single father, Adam was the man most women wait a lifetime for. Each man would take me on a journey of self-discovery that was marred with lies, jealousy, deceit, and a whole lot of fun. They each offered a glimpse of happily ever after, a piece of perfect. But in my constant quest to have it all, I would risk losing everything. Only one thing was certain. I’d never be the same after this.
(Scene with Max)
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I whispered, trying to resist my primal desires. But I knew as I heard myself speak that my pleading was much too weak to convince him that I didn’t want this. Or even to convince me for that matter.
“I’m only doing what we both want me to, doll,” he whispered, again searching my eyes to make sure he wasn’t forcing me to do something I didn’t want to do. My mind was flooded with conflicting opinions of this man. He was domineering and firm, but yet he took great care to ensure that he wasn’t pushing me further than I was willing to go. His touch short-circuited my entire body. The more he touched, the more
I wanted to be touched.
And he damn well knew it.
Just then, a flight attendant appeared beside us. “Excuse me,” Max beckoned. “Can my friend get a white zinfandel? Thank you.” He quickly turned his attention back to me, his hand creeping up toward the juncture between my thighs.
This jackass may be controlling my body’s response to him, but he wasn’t going to control what I drank. “Um,” I said stifling a moan as his fingers travelled delicately over my lace thong. “I’m sorry, miss, but I’ll actually have a gin and tonic instead.” Yeah, that’ll show this dominant bastard who’s boss. I wasn’t about to drink some fucking girly drink that he had ordered for me.
“Gin and tonic, huh?” he said smirking. “Whatever will, ahem, loosen you up a little.”
I became acutely aware of his deliberate choice in words. Loosen me up a little? The acknowledgement of his intentions sent a shiver up my spine. Could I let him do this? And here? T
he attendant smiled pleasantly. “I apologize, ma’am, but drink service for this flight has just been suspended. We will be touching down shortly,” she said with an apologetic smile.
He turned his head to gaze at her—and obviously her name tag. “Kristen, is it?” And I could see the hint of a genuine smile emerge from the corner of his eye as he clasped her hand gently in his free one. “Just one last drink, please? I’d be very grateful. She’s not really a fan of flying,” he said, nodding his head in my direction while sliding two fingers forcefully inside me.
Elizabeth Hayley is actually “Elizabeth” and “Hayley,” two friends who love reading romance novels to obsessive levels. This mutual love prompted them to put their English degrees to good use by penning their own. The product is Pieces of Perfect, their debut novel. They learned a ton about one another through the process, like how they clearly share a brain and have a persistent need to text each other constantly (much to their husbands' chagrin). They are currently getting ready to release Sex Snob, a novel centered around Lily’s roommate Amanda, and have also begun writing the sequel to Pieces of Perfect.
“Elizabeth” lives with her husband, one and a half year old daughter and nutjob of a dog. “Hayley” lives with her husband and her own crazy dog. They are about to adopt a newborn son in November. Elizabeth Hayley's writing motto is best captured by the words of Patrick Dennis: “I always start with a clean piece of paper and a dirty mind.”