Something Real by Abigail Grey Book Blast! #RealBlast @AGreyAuthor

Despite their pasts, can they develop something real?

Publication Date: December 15, 2015

Genre: Erotic Romance

Series: More than Something #1

Marcy Townsend is the new girl in town, according to the book club she’s joined. The friendships she has formed are growing, her new job is fulfilling and the new house is beginning to feel like home. Those new friends, though, don’t know what brought Marcy here. An accident that left Marcy injured—maybe permanently—has kept her from opening up to this new crowd. When the blind dates start, Marcy smiles and goes along, not expecting to be attracted to a man she meets on one.

Aaron Derrick lost his submissive to ambition. In the months since she left to find bigger things in her career, Aaron has fallen off the radar and kept to himself. But after he meets a mystery woman in a café, Aaron finds himself wondering if he could be missing out on something by avoiding the friendships he had before.

At the Sanctuary, a play space for the local kink community, Aaron and Marcy discover the wide web woven between them. Among friends, old and new, they try to discover if the two of them, despite their pasts, can develop something real.

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An avid reader from the beginning, Abigail Grey was first introduced to romance novels as she snuck them from her mother's bookshelf. After publication in a collection of short stories, Abigail was encouraged by her local book club to continue.

Abigail lives in a small town in Western Michigan, working and writing from home. She counts herself lucky to be named a leader in her local kink community and, when not writing and reading, Abigail can be found at the local community theatre, fostering theatre geekhood in the younger generations.

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Excerpt “Something Real”-

She opened the door of the café, making her way to the counter to order. She schooled herself to look solely at the menu or the décor and not look curiously around for the man she was scheduled to meet.

The café seemed clean—something she was pleasantly surprised by. This area near the college in town was notorious for dark storefronts, kept that way to disguise the owners’ disdain for cleanliness. The clientele in those delis and bars seemed to echo their surroundings. The unwashed hair and torn jeans set was such a contrast to the crowd of professionals that were currently populating the tables around her.

Marcy reached the counter and placed an order for a decadent-sounding espresso drink. She looked longingly at the pastries displayed under glass domes on the counter. Cupcakes, scones and cookies of delicious varieties beckoned her. She asked the girl entering orders, “Excuse me, but could you tell me what type of cupcakes these are?”

The girl smiled, increasing her similarity to a sorority cheerleader type. “Well, we have our lemon champagne cake topped with strawberry lemonade buttercream. The dark cake is an espresso chocolate topped with a cherry cordial frosting, and the caramel-colored with caramel icing is made with three types of caramel and topped with sea salt.” After the recitation, she tipped her head with a practiced gesture that seemed to bring a few of the other customers to attention. Marcy suddenly understood that it wasn’t only the coffee and treats that brought the mostly male clientele in. She leaned closer to the salted caramel cupcake, debating if she should—