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Monday, March 21, 2016

Blog Tour: Becoming Blue by Angie M. Brashears

 
  
Becoming Blue by Angie M. Brashears
Publication date: January 15th 2016
Genres: Adult, Comedy, Romance
 

Every single thing I’ve been taught not to do…I just did.
Talk to a stranger? Check
Get in a car with a stranger? Check
Go to a second location? Check
Go into a stranger’s house? Check
Take candy from a stranger? Check
If this is a kidnapping, it’s the kindest one I’ve ever heard of.
I’m living a fat girl fantasy. Snatched from a Weight Watcher meeting by a powdered-donut eating stranger, was by far the most exciting thing that has ever happened to me. Who knew I didn’t need to make appointments or attend meetings to have someone to talk to. A Friend. Two Friends. A dark, intense stranger. Secrets.
Everything I ever wanted, and something’s I didn’t. Not every tasty treat is for eating.
To each his own….right?


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Becoming Blue Excerpt #2


We drive too fast, taking corners on two wheels, all the while blaring Mötley Crüe as they sing about being too young to fall in love. I find myself singing along with Sasha, who’s bleating off-key at the top of her lungs. I realize that my face hurts from all the smiling going on.
She pulls into a coffee shop, barely missing a long hair on a skateboard. He yells something at her, to which she proudly answers with a pointy bird salute. Her door slams shut, and I just sit and watch her sashay up to the glass door. She’s over the top, imposing, beautiful, and fun! I can’t get out of the car fast enough.
A waitress, gray around the edges, tries to hand her two greasy menus before we sit, but she waves them away with a toss of her gorgeous red hair and a flick of her wrist.
“Get your pen ready, honey. This one’s a doozy… we’ll take two stacks, buttered and dripping with extra maple, hash browns, crunchy on the side, two chocolate milkshakes.” She tilts her head to the left, furrowing her brow like she’s forgetting something, snaps her fingers, and adds, “Two sides of bacon, too. Extra greasy. Got all that?”
The waitress is still scribbling as she nods and walks away.
Then the red ball of energy, with a laser-like focus, shifts her gaze onto me, making me squirm in my seat. Who is she? And what does she do besides crash WW meetings and lure fatties away? “Did you get the diet bullshit out of your system?” I nod, but it isn’t necessary. She just talks right over it.
“Was that alright? Me ordering for you? I’m starving and don’t have time for ‘non-fat, low-fat, dressing on the side, how many points is in a pancake?’ crap right now.” A wink and whip of her hair softens her words, but she’s got me pegged.
Shrugging, I say, “That was perfect!”
It’s a friend first date, and while I’m trying to be someone as interesting as her so she’ll maybe want a bestie second date, I do notice that men—and I mean really good-looking men— are staring at her like she’s naked, and not with disgust either! It’s strange, I think as I size her up, she’s bigger than I am, louder than I am, just more than I am, yet no one’s ever looked at me that way.
One man in particular, tatted and matted and looking like he just jumped off a Harley while fleeing a crime scene and ducked in to have a quick bite, is off his stool at the counter and headed our way.
Holy fuckballs!
“By the bow of your shoulders and the way you’re curling in on yourself, I’d guess we have a visitor headed our way.” She smacks her red lips, wiping powder off the corners of her mouth. She pulls the sweater even tighter over her tits before turning to greet Tatted and Matted.
“Why, hello there, handsome,” she purrs, while she looks him up and straight down, eye-fucking every dirty hard inch of him. I have to look away, it’s that obscene. With my eyes down, I cast a quick look at his package, snugged up tight against his button fly. For my first up-close-and-personal look at a bulge, I’d have to admit that this one’s spectacular.
He walks right up to our table—I mean right up—and shoves his dick bump against the hard Formica. If he was naked, we’d be getting a banana split on the house! Our complimentary water sloshes in its glasses, but even that doesn’t stop Sasha and her long, drawn-out eye-fuck. He stands and takes it, letting her look her fill, proud, peacocky, even. His hand combs through his long black hair, moving it away from his pale blue eyes, which match her look for look.
“Is there something I can do for you, sugar, or did you just get an urge to show off?” She’s snarky, and he’s having all of it.
“Oh, I can think of a few things you can do for me.” He drops a wink my way and turns back to Sasha. “Let’s start with your number and work our way down the list from there. His voice is whiskey-rough. As he motions for her to scoot over, his male scent wafts over our table, making my legs fall open of their own accord. I’m an amateur swimming with the sharks, however, all of this that he’s got going on doesn’t affect Sasha in the least. Unbelievably, she’s holding her hand up and stopping him! What are you doing?
‘I’m here with a friend, sugar. However, if you’re serious and just want a number, I’ll give you one, but there are no free samples.” She rifles through her white leather bag and pulls out a silver, rectangular case, flips a button on the side, and pulls a red and black business card from inside.


AUTHOR BIO:
 
Angie M Brashears is a lover of everything books.  When not writing, she's reading anything she can get her hands on. She grew up in Southern California, and loves the mountains, hiking with her dogs, the beach, and of course, Disneyland! She loves music, and loves singing along to the radio, loud and off-key, performing for anyone unlucky enough to be in the passenger seat.

 Angie loves dark and twisted, which she refers to as Dark Ever After books, but is known to read an occasional HEA story as well. When she's not writing, she working, saving lives.  A busy Trauma ER nurse for over twenty years, she gets enough reality in her life, and is always looking for a story to take her away from the harsh reality of Emergency Nursing.

If there's football on, she sure to have a huge party going on to cheer her team on...Go Patriots!

As a new author, she'd love to hear from you!

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Giveaway:
 
Tour-wide giveaway
 
$100 Amazon Gift Card
2x swag bag giveaways
(incl. tshirt, key chain, bookmarks,
and two signed copies of Becoming Blue and Light and Dark)
a Rafflecopter giveaway
 
 
 

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