All Over You. Sarah Mayberry
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Название: All Over You

Автор: Sarah Mayberry

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Контркультура

Серия: Secret Lives of Daytime Divas

isbn: 9781408907009

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       “I’v e had four years of celibacy.

      Grace made the confession with the air of pride that commitment deserved.

      “You mean you’ve gone four years without sex,” Mac scoffed.

      She sat up a little straighter, stuck her chest out a little more. “Four years, three months and five days to be exact.”

      “I don’t believe you.”

      “What? Why?”

      “Because nobody with a body like yours could go four years without sex,” he said bluntly.

      “I’m not sure I know what you mean by that.”

      He didn’t say a word as his gaze slid down. “Yeah, you do,” he said finally.

      Grace was unbearably aware of the brush of her clothes against her skin. Her nipples had hardened, and she squeezed her knees together in a vain attempt to quell the slow ache growing between her thighs.

      Images flashed across her mind: Mac’s superbly muscled chest, the firm perfection of his butt in jeans… As much as she didn’t want to admit it, she wanted him. Now.

       SARAH MAYBERRY

      lives in Melbourne, Australia, with her partner, Chris. In addition to writing romance novels, she also writes scripts for television shows. While she has never even shaken hands with a star on any of the shows she works on, she has a rich fantasy life and a vivid imagination, and she has definitely written her share of shirtless scenes for hunky male actors.

      Dear Reader,

      Welcome to Grace’s story. I must confess to a serious case of living vicariously through this book. Grace and Mac each drive one of the most beautiful cars ever made. If you’re not familiar with what a ’57 Corvette looks like, check it out on the internet – it’s a lovely beast and a must for any romantic heroine.

      I also had a lot of fun researching Grace’s vintage wardrobe. I know what you’re thinking – no one can actually see what she’s wearing. But when I write, it’s a little like watching a movie in my mind, and Grace’s wardrobe was spectacular. My hearty thanks go to www.vintageous.com, a great online retailer of vintage clothing. This is a fabulous place to waste a few hours!

      Of course, the story isn’t really about the clothes and the car – it’s about the people. Mac and Grace are both flawed, cynical people who battle to the death to see who can out-cool the other. We all have our reasons for needing to protect ourselves. I hope you enjoy discovering theirs.

      Hearing from readers makes my day. You can contact me via my website – www.sarahmayberryauthor.com.

      Keep an eye out for the last instalment in THE SECRET LIVES OF DAYTIME DIVAS miniseries, Hot for Him, due out in June 2009.

      Happy reading!

       Sarah Mayberry

      ALL OVER YOU

      BY

      SARAH MAYBERRY

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      This book was a battle, and I wouldn’t have survived it without chief medic Kirsty, my great friend and writing partner, and Chris, my own personal hero. Without his patience, ideas, soothing arms, tissue passing, massages, chocolate therapy and sounding board, this book would not exist. You’re the best. And, as always, thanks to Wanda, super-editor, for lifting my game.

      1

      GRACE WELLINGTON slid into a chair at her favorite Santa Monica café, arranged her shopping bags beside her and glanced at her watch. Sadie Post and Claudia Dostis, her two best friends, were meeting her for lunch but neither of them had arrived yet.

      Might as well use the time to gloat over her latest find. Sliding a hand into the brown-paper shopping bag propped against her chair leg, her fingers encountered the sensuous softness of angora. Unable to resist a full gloat, Grace tugged the sweater out and spread it across her lap. A soft cream color, the sweater had embroidered flowers garnished with sequins above one breast and three-quarter sleeves. Best of all, it bore the label of a prestigious 1950s knitware manufacturer. Genuine vintage, and she’d picked it up for a song.

      Resisting the urge to purr like a contented cat, she folded the sweater and put it back in its bag. Feeling every inch the satisfied, smug shopper, she glanced at her watch once again and picked up the menu. Would it be terribly wrong to have a cocktail in the middle of a Sunday afternoon? Some people would think so, but Grace had never been too worried about what other people thought.

      She ran her finger down the list until she found something fresh and bright to suit her mood. The sun was shining, she’d just cruised all her favorite vintage-clothing boutiques, and she was about to have lunch with her two best friends. Did life get any better?

      The sound of a motorcycle engine roaring to a stop drew her attention to the street outside and she smiled, bracing herself for her daily exposure to love’s young dream. Crossing one leg over the other, she sat back and crossed her arms, prepared to indulge her cynical side.

      There were two riders on the bike—a male driver and a woman clinging to his back. Only the woman dismounted, unfolding legs that seemed to go on forever as she pulled off her helmet and shook out a mane of honey-blond hair. Having slid his own helmet off, the man watched her appreciatively. He said something, then pulled the woman close and kissed her so thoroughly that Grace actually felt a blush stealing into her cheeks. Feeling distinctly like a voyeur, she glanced away.

      Sadie and Dylan were so happy, so in love. So perfect together. If they weren’t her friends, she’d be making gagging noises right now and telling them to get a room. But even though she didn’t believe in monogamy and marriage and all that other hoopla for herself anymore, she absolutely respected Sadie’s joy. Each to her own, right?

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