Wednesday, June 17, 2020

Release Blitz: Bottle Rocket by Erin McLellan

Bottle Rocket 

by Erin McLellan

Series: So Over the Holidays #3
Publisher: self (Erin McLellan)
Release Date:
Ebook - June 15, 2020
Paperback - TBD
Length: 45k words
Subgenre: contemporary romance, erotic romance, holiday romance
Warnings: explicit sex and language; discussions of cheating, gaslighting, and divorce. 
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Book blurb:

Freshly single Rosie Holiday is on the hunt for passion and excitement. This leads her to Leo Whittaker—a bad boy who waltzed out of town, and her life, thirteen years ago. Leo isn’t the type to stick around, but Rosie’s not going to let a no-strings opportunity pass her by.

When a business trip sends Leo back to his hometown, the last thing he expects is for his first love to hand him a list of scorching-hot escapades and a deadline. He’s happy to help Rosie discover her bossy side in the bedroom. Or in a fireworks stand. Or at a Fourth of July barbecue.

Their chemistry burns bright and fast, but what tore them apart years ago is still between them. They are polar opposites. A reserved kindergarten teacher and an irreverent artist. A nester and a wanderer. It will take a spark of imagination and a lot of love to keep their second-chance romance from flaming out.

Release Blitz Teaser:
Dean explained that the art utensils they would need were at the back of the class and students could take their pick. Then he said, “Before I get our model, I’d like to remind everyone to treat him with the utmost respect. I’m going to pass around the class etiquette contract. Please read it, sign it, and pass it back.”
Rosie sat up straight. A sudden dread filled her chest. She grabbed her phone out of her pocket to check if she was in the wrong room.
She reread the description on the events page for the community center, but nothing there seemed awry. Dean was passing out copies of the contract and pens.
Rosie leaned over to her neighbor, showed her the phone, and said, “Is this the still-life painting class?”

The woman beside her squinted at the phone before saying, “No. That’s tomorrow and is a beginner class. See, June thirtieth in the description? Today is June twenty-ninth. This class is Intermediate Figure Drawing. We draw a different nude model every week.”
“Oh shit.”
This was what happened when her week wasn’t dictated by a kindergarten classroom. She couldn’t keep her Mondays straight from her Tuesdays or Wednesdays or Thursdays.
Now she had a dilemma. She could stick this out, try to draw a nude person, and move on to the Summer of Rosie: Take #7. Or she could leave immediately. The class was free, and the whole purpose of her little experiments this summer was to experience new things. Find passion in life. Fill the hole where her marriage used to be. On the other hand, this class would be way out of her depth, and, because she was an amateur artist, she suspected it would be insensitive to stay.
Before she could make her move, she was handed a contract to sign, and Dean, who had stepped out, reentered the classroom with a dark-headed man in tow. She couldn’t see the other guy clearly through Dean, but the hem of a navy silk robe fluttered around his shins.
Dean spoke quietly to the model for a few seconds before stepping out of the way to collect the contracts. Without hesitation, the model took off his robe. Rosie felt rude looking at the man straight on. She also felt rude leaving too abruptly. What if he thought she was offended by his nakedness?
She would have to sneak out. Maybe she could claim to need a bathroom break and not come back.
In her peripheral vision, she caught a smattering of black, delicate tattoos across the model’s chest, arms, and hands. He had nice hands. He sat down on the cushion and leaned back, his whole body on display. She blushed, reacting to the weird situation and her own embarrassment. Her gaze snapped up to his face because that seemed the safest place to look.
It was not.
Her vision wavered, the room going blurry.
It was like her mind was separate from her body, because she absolutely did not mean to stand up and send her chair scraping back on the tile floor. The racket was overwhelming, but it took an extended beat for the noise to fully reach her.
Every muscle in her body wound tight. She was hot. It was hot, right? Too hot.
She glanced around. Everyone was staring at her. Everyone. Including the nude man in the middle of the room, who also happened to be … her first? What did you call the adult version of the teenager you lost your heart to over a decade ago?
A walking naked nightmare, that’s what.

About the author:
Erin McLellan is the author of the Farm College, So Over the Holidays, and Storm Chasers series. She enjoys writing happily ever afters that are earthy, emotional, quirky, humorous, and very sexy. Originally from Oklahoma, she currently lives in Alaska and spends her time dreaming up queer contemporary romances set in the Great Plains. She is a lover of chocolate, college sports, antiquing, Dr Pepper, and binge-worthy TV shows.

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