Wicked #Fairytales: CLEVER GIRL by @katebaumbooks #Anthology #EroticRomance #asmsg #smexy

Today my blog is dedicated to the brilliant, Kate Baum.

Kate Baum is a librarian that resides in the Hudson Valley of New York. She lives with her husband of 23 years and five children. Their busy household includes a dog and a cat that were both adopted by the local animal shelter. When she isn’t working, cooking, doing laundry, or taking care of the kids, she loves to write down her fantasies.

Kate authored the “Girl Series” in honor of the group of girlfriends that she grew up with. She wanted to bring back in her stories those memories of times where life was just beginning. That fragile area when you’re an adult but still had the freedom to dream because you knew you had time. When each one of us held the world in the palms of our hands. When you were able to pick yourself up, because you were young and you had a group of girlfriends to watch your back.

Friendship…Love…Risk…Strength…Men…The Girl Series

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Feast your eyes on a sexy excerpt of Clever Girl from the Wicked Fairytales: the Curvy Collection…

Clever Girl Blurb

Henrietta “Ettie” Stewart is a good not-so-little girl. She’s always done what everyone expected of her, including going off to the fat camp her parents think will whip her into shape and find her a man. Paradeisos, named after the Greek word for Paradise, isn’t your usual spa. It’s as much about transforming your inner self as your outer, and what Ettie’s inner self wants is the hot chef…Henry.

Take a peek at the wicked rendition of the Little Red Hen.

Teasing Excerpt

When I was with Alex, I worried when his hands started to take off my clothes that he would feel my rolls of fat. I remembered tensing up at that moment.

Henry had called me beautiful. While his hands stroked and explored, I heard his murmur of appreciation. He broke his mouth away and moved his hands to cup my face. “Ettie, I’ve dreamt of doing this to you.”

“So did I,” and then I giggled.

“Why are you laughing?” he asked while looking amused.

“I—I don’t know if I can tell you what I did when I dreamt of you.”

His eyes widened. “Did you touch yourself?”

I felt my face heat up. “Y—yes.” I glanced down.

“Ettie, look at me,” Henry commanded. “Did you get wet when you thought of me?”

I nodded.

Henry exhaled. “I had a feeling we had incredible chemistry.” He stood up. “Let’s go somewhere where we’ll be more comfortable.”