Blog Tour - Charming Olivia, Book #1 Geary Series - Grace Harper
Book - Charming Olivia, Book #1 Geary Series
Author - Grace Harper
Blog Tour - 12th - 19th Septemeber
Charming Olivia is the first of three novels in the Geary Brothers Series
Olivia Gage is a top selling clean romance novelist, but wants to write erotica. Jack Geary leads the lifestyle that Olivia wants to write about. They start talking after a sarcastic written conversation over a review of a corset that he made and a book she wrote.
Over time, they become friends and then he persuades her to spend a week with him. He reasons with her that if she hasnât experienced erotica first hand then how is she going to write about it.
Charming Olivia is the week she spends with him, each night a different subject, whips & ropes, threesomes, MM sex club and so on. He is determined to talk her out of her clothes and into his bed. Olivia is determined that he is not going to lay a finger on her until she confesses the truth.
Over the year that he has been in contact with her, he has told her exactly what he wants to do to her. She tells him she is married and that is why she wonât succumb to his charms but she is not telling the full truth. Once Olivia reveals what the truth is to Jack, she stands no chance.
Cecily was whisked from me immediately and was out of sight in seconds. I wandered over to the make-shift bar and took a glass of white wine. Walking over to the other side of the room, my heels clicking on the wooden floor I took out my phone. I checked where Cecily had disappeared to and opened my phone to see if Jack had sent me a message. He had.
Jack: How is the exhibition?
Me: We have just arrived. Cecily has already deserted me so Iâm wandering around the room checking out the other artistsâ work. She has warned me that Iâm not allowed to use my phone when Iâm here. I need to be wary because sheâs threatened to throw my phone out of the window and I know she will. What are you doing?
Jack: Iâm hard at work, socialising and selling knickers.
Me: Have you sold any yet?
Jack: No, but then Iâm checking out the hot women that are here. One of them has caught my eye, I can only see her back and Iâm telepathically willing her to turn around, but she is not complying. She looks stunning and I want to grope her bottom.
Me: Why donât you go and talk to her, wow her with your witty charm. If she has stunning shoes then just tell her which company you own and she will be yours for the night.
Jack: Would that work with you? What should I do to wow you?
Me: You know you canât wow me. Iâm not available to be wowed.
Jack: I wish you were available. I still donât understand why you wonât meet me? Iâve offered to help you with your little problem. I donât see what the issue is?
My little problem. At times, I wished I hadnât told him about it. I was about to answer him when my phone was snatched from my hands. I looked up to see Cecilyâs back disappearing away, my phone in her hand. She was walking towards the open window at the end of the room and I started to jog after her. My tight dress and high heels were not aiding my efforts and I heard someone chuckle as I passed them. Managing to catch up with her I tried to take my phone back but she held it away from me.
âWhat did I say Olivia?â She asked with a huge grin on her face.
âI was talking to Jack, you left me on my own, what was I supposed to do?â I whined and pouted.
Cecily looked at my phone and grinned evilly at me and started typing and then handed it back to me.
âThat is your punishment for not staying by my side and for entering me into this exhibition without my permission.â Cecily said and waited for me to read what sheâd sent.
Me: Iâve no real reason to keep turning down meeting you so I will. Name the time and place and Iâll be there. Oh and check out my dress this evening.
âOh my God Cecily, why did you say that? Why did you send the picture of me?â
âYou have a problem and he has offered to fix it. You need to do this, so I made the first step. You look hot and sending him a picture will do no harm. You will thank me for it later, I promise. Itâs no different to what you did to get me here this evening.â She said and winked and walked away.
I checked my phone to see if Jack had replied, he hadnât. I chewed on my thumbnail and waited for a long time, which in reality was two and a half minutes.
Jack: Tomorrow, 9pm, Blueâs Bar on South Street, Edinburgh. You look stunning.
Shit, double shit, how was I going to get out of this? I stared at the screen silently cursing Cecily. Looking up to locate my so called friend, I found her and glared at her from across the room. Cecily didnât notice me throwing daggers at her, she looked perfectly fine on her own and she didnât need me here at all, which meant I didnât need to be punished. I couldnât believe that she told him I would come and now he wanted me to meet him tomorrow. I could drop everything and go tomorrow, but he didnât know that.
Jack: Cold feet?
Me: I donât know what came over me. I canât arrive tomorrow, Iâve a busy week next week.
Damn, that was the problem when you talked to someone every day, they got to know your schedule.
Jack: What is the worst that can happen? Your husband can do without you for a week, you have told me that he is not there next week, so get on a plane and come and see me.
Me: You want me to come for a week?
Jack: When we discussed your little problem you gave me the scenarios you wanted to see and we agreed it would take a week. We have talked about this for months, we have even planned out how weâll do it so why not now? Iâll show you my lifestyle so that you can sort out that the problem of yours and then you can go back to your ordinary life. I promise I wonât fuck you unless you ask me to.
I gasped out loud, I donât know why I did, his forwardness shouldnât shock me after this long but it did. I heard a man laugh from across the room and I saw Cecily laughing with a client she was standing with. She didnât need me here, I wondered if I could slip away without her knowing.
Me: Iâm not staying with you, Iâll book a hotel and you need to keep your hands to yourself the entire time.
Jack: Deal. Iâll see your beautiful face tomorrow sweetheart.
I sighed at my phone and put it away without answering. I looked around the room to find Cecily to tell her what damage sheâd done with her comment and mentally made a list of what I needed to do to go to Edinburgh tomorrow.
Grace Harper is a British author who loves to write about strong women and the friends and lovers who make them stronger. She adores writing steamy scenes of first encounters and there is always a little twist along the way.
When Grace is not writing, she can be found mooching about in stationery stores, dreaming up tattoo designs or teasing her friends until everyone is in fits of giggles. Grace might have a Maltesers addiction, but is not ready to stand up and own that just yet.
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