Karen Booth
Wedding Reception Confessions–Win a Copy of Marry Me
My critique partner, the astoundingly talented Karen Stivali, has a brand new ebook from Ellora’s Cave today, titled Marry Me. In honor of the release and in the spirit of the title, I will purchase a copy of Marry Me for the person who tells me the best wedding reception story. It can be embarrassing (you tucked your dress into your pantyhose), steamy (nothing like a good grope on the dance floor), salacious (ditto for a roll in the coat closet), or stupid (really? you didn’t realize that guy you made out with was your cousin?). Just entertain me and the fine readers of my blog. I choose the winner at my own discretion, by the end of the day (Friday, June 1st). In the meantime, big congrats to Karen, and here’s more about Marry Me!
Marry Me
When British drummer Ben Davis lost his childhood sweetheart, he was certain he’d never love again. He focuses on music as his band rises to stardom. A never-ending stream of groupies satisfies his needs until he meets intriguing clothing designer Julia Jones.
Julia’s career rocketed from seamstress to up-and-coming designer for the A-list, but her personal life didn’t fare as well. Her last boyfriend crossed from controlling to violent and she vowed never to be in that position again.
Sparks fly the instant Ben and Julia meet, but she resists his intoxicating charms, certain a celebrity romance will bring only trouble. But before long the heat between them becomes undeniable and she allows him into her bed and her heart. The more in love Ben falls, the more he fears losing her. When Julia’s life is endangered, Ben’s reaction terrifies her, forcing them both to confront their biggest fears if they want a chance at a future together.
Karen Stivali is a multi-published author of erotic romance with Ellora’s Cave, including Long-Distance Lovers, co-authored by Karen Booth (imagine that!). Her first full-length novel, Meant To Be, is a work of women’s fiction and will be released by Turquoise Morning Press on August 26, 2012. To learn more about Karen, visit her site at karenstivali.com.
I’m going to get the ball rolling, although I’m obviously ineligible for this little contest. I was a bridesmaid in my cousin’s wedding when I was 17. I was quite the punk rock girl–my hair was bleached blonde and shaved on one side. My aunt was not happy. We wore emerald green satin dresses with poofy skirts and football-shaped hair pieces with bits of netting shooting out of them. Imagine emerald green fireworks on your head. It had been raining and I had to run out to the car to get something. I came up with the brilliant idea to take a shortcut down a pretty steep embankment. In my dress. And those dyed-to-match satin pumps. I slid all the way to the car. On my butt. Through the mud. Needless to say, my aunt was not happy.
I served cake at a dear friend’s wedding reception. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to slice piece after piece of yummy cake with gooey frosting and not lick your fingers? Such temptation! But, eeewwwww. Who’d want to eat cake handled by a finger licker? I didn’t, but it was a struggle. ☺
see, I would have been the person who didn’t resist temptation, licked her fingers, and then had people blog posting about the wedding they attended where the cake server girl licked her fingers!
Oh boy…I got so drunk at my girlfriend’s wedding that I was mooning the other guests by the end of the night. Not to be outdone, my husband of one month joined in. We managed to upstage the bride, needless to say.
Wow, Kimberly! Are these people still speaking to you? I hope so! I don’t think there’s any topping this story. You win!
Classy, right? Good thing there were several other inebriated people there!!!