Shannon Leigh
Chinatown Buffet
Genre: Contemporary
Erotica/ Interracial / Multicultural
Publisher: Amber Quill Press (http://amberquill.com)
Purchase URL: http://amberquill.com/AmberHeat/ChinatownBuffet.html
Format: ebook
Also available in audio format from AudioMinx (www.audiominx.com)
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Blurb:
They say the
road to success is a lonely one. Newly named corporate executive of the Chinese
American Development Corporation, Ms. Mei Ling Zhao, can attest to this. Hated
by her subordinates, her acquired status has truly left her friendless and in
need of some male attention. After a long week of dealing with spiteful
employees, threatening letters, and one headache after another, she treats
herself to a much-needed drink and an order of fast-food—Chinese takeout, via
“special delivery.”
While Mei Ling expects
her meal to arrive smoking hot and in a timely manner, she doesn’t anticipate
her delivery boy to be a tall, tanned Texan with a black Stetson, levis that
cling to all the right places, and seafoam eyes that remind her of ocean water
pooling on the shore. And yet, when she opens her door, that’s exactly what she
finds standing on her stoop.
Seems the
Chinatown Buffet is in the business of delivering more than just a tasty meal,
and Mei Ling is about to find out what “special delivery” really means…
Excerpt: PG-17
Her gaze fell to
the black Levi’s clinging to his trim hips and
brawny thighs. She couldn’t help but focus her attention on the sizeable
bulge at his groin. Her mouth suddenly felt dry. Where was that bottle of
champagne when she needed it?
Surely this man
did more than make fast-food deliveries. Come to think of it, he seemed completely out
of place in Chinatown. With his cowboy hat, worn jeans, and silver-tipped
boots, he looked like he’d just arrived from—
“That’s a
first,” he declared, his seductively masculine voice cutting into her wandering
thoughts.
Mei Ling
mentally shook herself, then forced her attention back to his face as her
fingers closed around the folded edge of the bag. The arrogant slant of his
mouth told her she’d been caught staring at his package—and not the one in his
hand.
“A first for
what?” she choked out, that bothersome lump returning in the back of her
throat.
“Most aren’t
ready to pay ’til we’re finished.”
Confused, Mei
Ling blinked a few times. “Finished?”
This time, it
was his turn to seem perplexed. “Didn’t ya want special deliver?”
“Well…yes. I
did,” she returned with hesitance. “But I don’t—”
“Good. Then
let’s get started.” With that, he stepped past her and into the foyer.
Stunned by his
boldness, Mei Ling merely stared at him with her mouth hanging open and the bag
of food dangling limply from her fingertips.
What the hell was going on here? She didn’t invite him in.
“Hey,” she
protested when he strode past her and headed for the living room.
“Nice place,” he
called back over his shoulder, ignoring her objection. “Ya might want to close the door. I
noticed some of your neighbors peerin’ out their blinds. Sure hate for someone
to walk in on us.”
Not knowing what
else to do, Mei Ling closed the door. “Wait a minute here!” She marched into
the living room behind him. “What’s going on? Walk in on us? Doing what? You’re
supposed to deliver my order. Right?”
He turned to
face her, a boyish smile lighting his tempting lips.
Then he reached
up with one hand, removed his hat and tossed it onto the ottoman at the foot of
her chair. “That’s precisely what I’m doin’.”
His barging into
her home uninvited had surprised her. But when his T-shirt followed his hat
onto the ottoman, Mei Ling nearly choked on her shock. “I’m afraid there’s been
some sort of mistake here,” she gasped, trying not to stare at his nicely
formed pectorals.
She certainly
had no intention of appreciating the golden mass of curly brown wisps feathered
across his chest and washboard abs. Or how a thickened swatch ran downward from
his navel to disappear into the waistband of his jeans. And she absolutely
refused to acknowledge the interest peaking within herself—the increased heart
rate, the needful throb deep within her belly, the dampness in her panties.
As though
ignoring her statement, he continued to undress. His boots followed along
behind his shirt. Then his socks. He’d was just unzipping his pants when Mei
Ling realized if she didn’t intervene, she’d soon have a naked man standing in
the middle of her living room.
“Wait! Please. I
really don’t understand what’s going on here.”
Quickly crossing
the room, she darted for the ottoman and his growing pile of clothing. Then she
snatched up his shirt and thrust it toward him. “Here, put this back on. You
can’t just barge in here and start taking your clothes off. I don’t know if
this is some kind of a joke, but I only ordered…I don’t even know who you are
for Pete’s sake!”
He stared at
her, long and hard, seemingly trying to figure out if she were playing a game
or genuinely confused. “Ya really didn’t know what special delivery meant when
ya ordered it, did ya.” It wasn’t a question, but rather a declaration.
“Apparently not.”
A nervous laugh slipped from her lips. “Would you…care to enlighten me?” Mei
Ling wasn’t sure where those words had came from, but once they’d left her
mouth, she knew there was no taking them back.
He smiled then,
a wickedly delicious smile that curled her toes and robbed her breath. “My
pleasure, ma’am.”
She could only
watch with a strange sense of anticipation as he moved toward her. While his
intent was unclear, one thing was for certain, his touch would be hotter than a
glowing branding iron, and she’d surely melt like a plastic spoon in a blazing
fire if he put his hands on her. When his fingertips brushed the side of her
neck, she knew she was about to find out.
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