Title: Unexpected
Vacation
Genre: Erotic Romance
(F/F)
Available: June 6,
2014
The one thing Savannah didn’t plan for on her wedding
day was to be left standing alone at the altar. Runaway bride? Try runaway
groom.
Haley had planned to stand at her best friend’s side through
sickness and health, for richer or poorer…not to mention watching the woman she
fell in love with marry a man she barely gets along with.
After Savannah’s wedding day falls apart, Haley has to push
all her intimate desires to the side and be the supportive friend she knows
Savannah needs. But was suggesting they go on the would-be honeymoon for a
vacation to Bora Bora her brightest idea?
When emotions boil over, desires are shared—hello, nipple
play and oral teasing—and the sun and sand beckon. And two women discover they
need each other more than they realized.
Author Bio: Born and raised in Texas, Jennah is a transplant to Missouri
long enough ago she should probably consider that her hometown. But she will
forever be a Texan. She loves to write any story that will make a reader smile,
laugh, and maybe even cry (although you won't ever hear her admit that she
cries). Whether the next story she writes is contemporary, urban fantasy, LGBT,
or whatever other crazy idea she comes up with, there will always be love and
romance in the midst of trials and turmoil.
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Excerpt:
Savannah stood in front of the mirror, eyeing the wedding
gown hanging behind her. She’d spent hours with her best friend Haley searching
for the perfect dress. More time spent online trying to find the ideal
undergarments. Her cream silk steel-boned corset fit perfectly. The lace
boyshorts were another surprise for Mark. In a few minutes she’d step into the
white dress with red trim and train with a red panel in the center lined with
jewels then walk down the aisle to the man she loved.
“Savannah, sweetie, you need to get dressed.” Haley’s voice
came from behind the mirror. She’d gone to change and walked around the
full-length mirror wearing the one-shouldered, crinkle-chiffon Grecian-style
bridesmaid’s dress. The deep red complimented Haley’s olive skin-tone. Her long
black locks fell over her shoulders in soft waves. The woman was absolutely
stunning.
“I know. I know. It’s just…” Haley stood in front of
Savannah, blocking the view of the dress behind her. She wrapped her hand
behind Savannah’s neck and pulled her head down so they were eye-to-eye.
“What? Talk to me.”
She took a deep breath. Could she really admit what was
wrong? It was just cold feet, right? The butterflies in her stomach were
completely normal. Every bride had an overwhelming urge to throw up just
thinking about walking down the aisle. Right?
“What if this is a mistake? I love Mark, but maybe we
shouldn’t get married. We’ve only been dating for a couple of years. Maybe
we’re rushing things. My stomach is flipping in circles like I’m on one of
those roller coasters that go upside down. The palms of my hands refuse to stay
dry. I can hardly catch my breath when I think about putting the dress on and
walking down the aisle. I don’t know what to do, Haley. Am I crazy?”
“No. You’re not crazy.” A smile spread across Haley’s lips.
“You’re in love and you’re about to take part in an event that will change your
life forever. There is nothing wrong with you, sweetie. It’s called cold feet
and everyone gets it to some degree. There’s no such thing as moving too quick
if you both love each other and are confident that this is what you want.”
“That’s just it. Maybe this isn’t what I want. What if
tomorrow morning I wake up and realize Mark isn’t the perfect guy for me. What
then? It’s too late to go back. Then there’s our friendship. What happens when
I’m married?”
What if I wake up in the morning and you’re the one I look
for lying next to me? Savannah shook her head. Every time Haley walked in the
room lately, Savannah’s body fluttered with an emotion she wasn’t ready to
identify. That had to explain the doubt she’d started feeling when thinking
about getting married.
Thank you for having me today!
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