Today I am so pleased to welcome Edie Danford to Joyfully Jay. Edie has come to talk to us about her latest release, Professor Adorkable. She has also brought along a great tour wide giveaway. Please join me in giving Edie a big welcome!
In which our heroes—Pete, the housekeeper, and his boss, Professor Marek Janos—discover they’ve fallen asleep in bed together while listening to the audio book, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire…
“Pete,” Marek whispers in my ear.
I don’t respond. If I open my mouth, I’ll say something stupid. The middle of the night, two lonely people in a hushed room, a warm bed—all of that will lead to stupidity. And Marek will respond to whatever I say in some way that will be oddly sexy and irresistible. Then regrettable, un-take-back-able things will happen.
I try to breathe as if I’m sleeping. He’s going to have to climb over me and wrangle his way out of the bed’s alcove to leave. It will be awkward, yeah, but less awkward than trying to talk.
I hear the rustle of fabric against fabric. The mattress dips a little. He’s angling for leverage, probably coming up with some complex physics equation for vaulting over me. Nothing moves for a couple more seconds. I hold my breath and try not to laugh. I can feel big-brained concentration happening behind me and it’s awesomely cute.
You can do it, Mar, I silently cheer him on.
His long leg hitches over me, one knee planting on the small bit of mattress between my hip and the drop to the floor. He wiggles, going for a foot-plant before (I assume) trying to get the rest of his body over.
It would’ve worked great, but then his knee slips.
He lands hard on top of me.
We both grunt, my grunt more like a yelp, his more like a gasp.
“Shit! Fuck. Sorry. Don’t wake up…I mean, don’t get up. I am just trying to—” He flails.
He’s gonna fall off the bed completely if he doesn’t stop with the crazy struggling. I shove my way onto my back and grab him.
He looks down at me, hands planted next to my shoulders, eyes wide.
Oh. I’ve grabbed his ass. It’s warm, hard, round, better than I’d imagined. The thin fabric of his pajama bottoms and my boxers are doing a crap job of providing a barrier between our dicks. He’s hard and so am I.
“Chapter Nineteen,” the narrator says from the speaker on the bureau. “The Hungarian Horntail.”
I snort out a laugh. Can’t freaking help it. And then Marek starts to laugh, his awesome, hawing, always-surprised-sounding laugh. The quaking of our bodies make our dicks—or dare I say, “horntails”—jiggle together.
Before I can catch my breath, say something, anything, Marek bends and captures my mouth with his. The connection has nothing to do with physics or trajectories or carefully calculated angles. It’s ravenous. Like a hungry Hungarian Horntail. And, shit, I respond as if being devoured by a dragon is my most wished-for thing ever.
What happens when a star-gazing professor falls for his hot young housekeeper? One heck of an earthy explosion…
Professor Marek Janos’s genius at analyzing stellar explosions doesn’t apply to his own disordered world. Forgetting to eat, sleep, and leave his lab has triggered some epic personal disasters. When his family insists he hire live-in help, he discovers home life has awesome benefits. His new housekeeper’s smile sparks more energy than a supernova. And the way he moves? It rocks Marek’s galaxy.
Pete Schulz took a tough fall from his high-flying life in Hollywood. But how does a guy whose best skill is getting dirty clean up his act? His new gig with Domesticated Inc seems like a great first step. Keeping house for a nerdy young astrophysics professor is exactly the low-key, no-chance-for-trouble job he needs, right?
Living together is surprisingly easy for both men. And fun. And more than a little hot. It’s when they’re faced with the idea of living apart that the truly messy work begins…
Edie lives in Vermont with her husband, two sons, and random creatures that might or might not be pets. She loves libraries (where she’s found play, work, and love since she was a kid), long walks (unless ice is involved), lewd language (in the right context), luscious romance (of any variety), and alliteration.
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