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Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Hott N' Handy by T. Lee Garland...

Shelby Barton was America’s TV darling, having grown up in the public eye on a much beloved soap opera. Until the day she was fired. Embarrassed, she flees to the tiny town of Nugget Knob, West Virginia, to hide out and decide what to do next. She purchases a rundown house and plots her next career move.
Adam Hott and his best friend Eli Handy are firemen who also run a home repair business, Hott ‘N Handy repairs. The two take one look at the beautiful starlet and know they want her in their beds and in their lives.
Shelby has a decision to make. Was home New York, complete with the backstabbing people and her glamorous career in daytime TV? Or was home little Nugget Knob, West Virginia, between two hot and handy men who adore her?
Author Bio:
T Lee Garland lives in Clarksville, Tennessee. One of her first memories as a child is her Uncle Roy giving her a Little Golden book for her Birthday. That’s all it took, she was hooked on reading. She read her first romance book at seventeen and never looked back. She loves a bad boy who doesn’t know how good he really is. As a matter of fact she married one!  She loves writing strong female characters who know what they want and aren’t afraid to go after it.
 She shares her home with about one hundred Barbies, countless books and movies, a rescued beagle named Samwise Gamgee (Sammie for short) and a plump, elderly cat named Coco. She is most proud of her two sons and the beautiful, talented ladies they married. 
 And in case you were wondering that Little Golden book is still one of her most priceless treasures…forty-seven years later.
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Hott ‘N Handy

The sound of screaming coming from the other side of the door sent Adam Hott into rescue mode. Six years of being a fireman tended to have that effect on you. He and his best friend and fellow fireman, Eli Handy, also ran a home repair service on the side. Earlier, he had received a call from a woman asking him to come over to give an estimate on some work that she needed done. He had run right over, leaving Eli to head to the hardware store to pick up supplies. Now standing on the outside of the small, somewhat neglected looking house, Adam was wondering if maybe he should have waited until Eli could have joined him. His experience had taught him screams were never a good thing. But Adam didn’t take the time to dial 911. Instead he planted his size sixteen work boot and kicked in the wooden door with hardly any effort at all.
Racing into the house, he quickly followed the panicked sounds and came face to face with the screamer standing in the kitchen. In just those few seconds, his mind had envisioned all sorts of horrifying scenarios. The reality though had him chuckling with relief. A woman stood in front of the sink, a broken off faucet handle in one hand. The other hand was unsuccessfully trying to hold off the gushing spray of water coming from the broken spout. Her screams were earsplitting as the water hit her in the face and ran down the front of her thin top. It then pooled several inches deep at her sneaker-clad feet. Adam dropped to his knees in the icy water and crawled under the sink to find the shutoff valve. Turning the handle, he listened with satisfaction as the rushing flow quickly stopped, along with the screaming.
Adam stood giving the lady a lopsided grin. “I’m Adam Hott. Did you call about some repair work around here?” he teased, scanning her from the top of her dripping dark hair to the bottom of her waterlogged sneakers. The saying drowned rat came to mind. He tried not to stare at the way her hardened nipples pushed against her wet t-shirt, but he must have lingered there a bit too long and she noticed. One perfectly arched eyebrow rose in a silent challenge. I’m so busted!
“Yes. I’m Shelby Barton. Thanks for coming so quickly and for shutting off the damn water. In case you couldn’t tell, I was in a little bit of a panic.” She shivered.
Adam watched fascinated as her breasts trembled with her. Fuck, she wasn’t wearing a bra. He could plainly see the outline of her perfectly shaped tits, with their upturned, round, dark areola, and the hard points of her nipples. They just begged to be sucked, nibbled, and teased. Her nipples weren’t the only things getting hard though. 

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~Jennifer Labelle~

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