Wednesday, January 27, 2016

#MFRWHooks - 1/27/16 - Lessons in Love - A very private club #DD #SpankingRomance @KRBWrites

She needed a job, he needed a personal assistant. What could go wrong?

Welcome back to Book Hooks, a regular Wednesday feature! In this blog loop, we hope to provide you with some tantalizing tidbits in our books.

My submission for this week's Book Hooks is from my 8th novel, Lessons in Love.

Pam Weston didn't have many choices as far as employment went. Her prison sentence saw to that. With limited secretarial skills, and an even more limited budget, she never considered herself executive material. So, when she was ordered to report to the CEO of her company as his new personal assistant, she fully expected to be checking out the "Help Wanted" section of the paper before the day was over.

Robert Peterson knew his management style was not HR approved, but he believed in using the stick as well as the carrot. Employing the tenets of domestic discipline, he helped mold his personal assistants into confident women who recognized their own self-worth. Even so, his unorthodox methods were only one of the reasons many considered the position of his assistant to be a revolving door. To Rob's mind, Pamela Weston was perfect for his purposes, though given her past he expected convincing her to agree to his program would be a challenge.

In this scene, which occurs in chapter eight, Robert Peterson is treating his new executive assistant, Pam Weston, to dinner at his private club.

A footman greeted Mr. Peterson by name when they entered the establishment’s foyer, as another gentleman in livery approached them. This club of his employed footmen?
"Everything is prepared for you, Mr. Peterson, as you requested. If you will follow me, sir." The footman led them toward a tall, curving staircase.
Taking note of the club-like atmosphere, complete with a gentlemen's reading room, Pam began to wonder if she should suggest they dine at a more public place when she realized most of the "dining rooms" they passed along the upstairs hall featured large four-poster beds. These men all ate in bed? Talk about the epitome of decadence.
Pam breathed a sigh of relief when the room they were escorted to appeared to be a private parlor rather than a bedroom. She liked Mr. Peterson, but she wasn't ready to sleep with him…yet.
"This is an unusual place," she murmured after Mr. Peterson assisted her into the chair facing the elegantly curtained floor-to-ceiling windows and placed her back to the door. Once she was seated, he took the seat directly across from her.
"I enjoy the privacy along with the amenities this club provides," he admitted, snapping out his napkin. "The ambiance offers variety, and their food isn't bad. Not equal to five stars, but comparable to a good restaurant."
Pam laid her napkin on her lap and glanced at the menu. Hers didn't list any prices, but eating was the last thing she wanted to do right then. In fact, she thought it might be best if he just took her home. Despite the room’s clean smell of lemon polish and subtle potpourri, something about this gentleman’s club caused her stomach to knot uncomfortably.

Rob knows Pam is nervous, and took her to his club so she could ask him questions with far more privacy than a restaurant would offer. Unfortunately, the ambiance of his club is making her very uncomfortable.

M/F, DD on the executive floor.

If you're 18 or older, you can read the first three chapters at Lessons in Love

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1 comment:

  1. Great snippet Kathryn. Not sure I would be comfortable either!



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