Interchangeable
Kim Carmichael
Genre: Erotic, Ménage
Blitz Host: Lady Amber's Tours
Book Description:
Five years ago Dahlia Adair left her business partners, the two men she loved.
Unable to choose between them, she vanished with their venture capital and
their hearts. Betrayed by the woman they both love, Todd Shelton and
Cooper Montgomery dissolved their company and their friendship.
When Todd and Cooper reunite, they can't move forward with their new
business until they confront the woman who called them
"interchangeable" before she disappeared.
Five years later, Dahlia wants to live without looking over her shoulder,
Todd wants his love and his friend back, and Cooper wants answers. With the
help of Madame Eve and 1Night Stand, they give Dahlia the chance to live free
of repercussions for her crimes if she’ll agree to spend one night with them,
vowing to make her aware of their differences, and offer her a life they're
sure she can't refuse.
Author Bio:
Kim Carmichael began writing eight years ago when her love of happy endings
inspired her to create her own.
A
Southern California native, Kim's contemporary romance combines Hollywood magic
with pop culture to create quirky characters set against some of most unique
and colorful settings in the world.
With
a weakness for designer purses, bad boys and techno geeks, Kim married her own
computer whiz after he proved he could keep her all her gadgets running and
finally admitted handbags were an investment.
Kim
is a member of the Romance Writers of America, as well as some small specialty
chapters. A multi-published author, Kim's books can be found on Amazon as
well as Barnes & Nobel. From alcohol to makeup to infrared cameras
and even scientific lasers studying the atmosphere, Kim has worked in some
aspect of sales and marketing for over twenty years.
When
not writing, she can usually be found slathered in sunscreen trolling Los
Angeles and helping top doctors build their practices.
Author links:
@kimcarmichael4
Excerpt:
“We want what you didn’t give us before.” Though he tried to
appear casual, relaxed, Cooper’s jaw twitched, betraying his tension.
The money. No doubt the money. She took hold of the edge of
the table, trying to stop her shaking. “What might that be?”
“The chance to know about the other.” He strummed his
fingers on his knee.
Todd put a hand on her shoulder. “The chance to show you the
difference.”
They didn’t mention anything about money. Her stomach
twisted at the way Cooper stared her down as if daring her to say no, and she
shifted her gaze to Todd.
His eyes remained clouded, half closed. The answer to her
question came in the form of heat igniting between her thighs. She shifted in
her seat. What were they offering, a challenge, a choice, or her ultimate
fantasy?
“What if I say no?”
Neither man answered.
One night with them. Her mind screeched to a halt. Instead
of her dream, she pictured tomorrow morning, getting back on a plane to South
America, returning to the small marketing consulting gigs that barely paid her
rent, and spending her nights waiting to be found out. She needed to locate her
spine and get what she truly needed out of the night. “One night and we
part?”
Todd moved in closer. “Isn’t this what you always
wanted?”
Yes, that was everything she wanted and planned for five
years ago. Of course, back then it wasn’t one night, it was forever.
Wait, she couldn’t want. Her wants didn’t count.
What she needed was to get up in the morning without a
bulls-eye on her back.
She licked her lips. “No repercussions or retaliation?” They
both knew her well and understood her question.
Silence. Even the waves seemed to stop.
At last, they both nodded.
She took a breath. When she walked away tomorrow, she’d make
sure she didn’t replace the bull’s-eye with a heart broken beyond repair, and
haunting memories.
Decision made, she pushed her chair back, and stood. “Did
you get a room?”
Rather than living her fantasy, she would give them theirs
and take nothing more from them. No enjoyment, no dreams, not one more
thing.
Maybe she’d walk away with something she hadn’t had in
years.
Peace.
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