Genre: Erotic Romance
Series: Husband Series book 1
My kid sister has pushed me into some tough corners in the past, but this Bangkok debacle takes the cake. What’s worse, I have to keep my desperate need for a hundred and twenty grand secret, so I can’t even rely on my three girlfriends to help me get her home.
Luckily I’ve found a well-paying job, Husband Sitting, but there’s a downside. The husband I’m living with while his wife is on holiday is totally, irresistibly, have to put my hands behind my back *hot* and not only that, I think he likes me, despite his “I’m not cheating on my wife” disclaimer.
So…do I work for the bedroom bonus she offered so she’d feel less guilt about her own affairs? Or do I try to keep it all platonic so I don’t fall in love, because love is definitely not in the contract.
I know my wife is on vacation with a lover, but it’s a girl. That doesn’t count as cheating. So I don’t understand why she’s booked me a Husband Sitter. It’s not like we have an open marriage. I’ve never even looked at another woman…until Jill sauntered in the door. Having her in my house has added a degree of difficulty to faithfulness that I’d never anticipated. The longer she’s here, swimming in my pool, spilling wine on my carpet, the more I realize she’s everything I want in a woman. Sexy, funny, a klutz. I even love her potty mouth. Did I say love? I’ve got to get that out of my head, because she sleeps with other men for money. I don’t know why. Her job drives me stone-cold-crazy with jealousy, but I’ll give up everything to win her—my failed marriage, my pride, even my self-respect.
The only thing I’m holding onto is love, and that tells me not to let her go.
Note: HUSBAND SIT is a standalone, happily ever after story, but it isn’t your regular erotic romance. Jill does sleep with other men and she enjoys it (it’s her job!) because the wives book and pay for her services. So there’s no “infidelity” to speak of. The only one complaining about her job is Finn, because he’s outrageously jealous and determined to win exclusive rights. The sex is explicit, however, and the language is adults-only, so this book is not intended for anyone under 18 years of age.
Have you ever had a moment where you had to admit, I’m not as smart as I thought I was?
Well, welcome to my world, of standing in the foyer of a multi-million dollar Sydney apartment, staring at the front door, waiting for a locksmith to arrive and let me out. Yes, out. I haven’t lost my keys. This isn’t my apartment. I’m a husband sitter, and the husband I’m currently sitting has not only fucked me and whipped my ass until it burned, he’s locked me into his apartment.
The money, I need. The danger, not so much.
I should have told one of my girlfriends what I was doing before his wife went on holiday and I moved in with him. Then I wouldn’t be waiting for a locksmith with my teeth chattering and my heart thudding in dread, hoping like hell that Mr. Domination didn’t arrive home before I got out.
If I was lucky, I’d live to regret that.
Not that I could regret the sex. It had been mind-blowing, and I’d had the sharpest orgasms of my life. But when it was over, I was aching and sore and I wanted time-out. Instead, he’d decided he wasn’t ready to stop, so he’d locked me in, and there was nothing erotic about that. It was stone-cold scary.
In my moment of terror at realizing I couldn’t escape, I’d rung the last person I should have—lickable Finn with this sexy green eyes, his clever hands and his gigantor cock. I’d promised myself I’d never see him again. He was married. Our husband sit was over. It didn’t matter that his wife was a cheating bitch who’d only hired me so he could feel guilty too. I liked him too much. I should have left him alone.
But I knew he wouldn’t judge me for my current predicament. My girlfriends would see things differently. Two of them were married and, much as they loved me, they’d never condone adultery even if the wife was paying for it. Fritha was single but she’d try to stop me if she heard about this, because she’d think the money wasn’t worth the risk.
But it was.
I might be scared now, but I wasn’t going to let that deter me from my purpose. Finn would get me back on my feet and I’d be more careful, because I wasn’t stopping. The consequences of not making that monthly payment were unthinkable. So I stood in the cold marble entry foyer beside my suitcases, hands clutched together at my waist, staring at the door, giving myself the only comfort I could—remembering Finn’s warm, slightly-rough voice.
Go and pack, Jill. I’ll text you when the locksmith is on the way. Ring a taxi when he gets there. With luck, you’ll get out quickly and I’ll see you at the airport.
Finn was flying in to help me. We’d work this out together, although, I’d probably be an emotional basket-case when it was over and we parted again. Funny how ditching Doug after ten boring years had been easy in comparison. But then trouble had caught up with me and I’d been desperate for cash.
My brief shining window into normality had slammed shut, and then a single conversation was all it took to turn my whole life into a sex tape…
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Louise Cusack lives in Australia, in a tiny fishing village on the southern tip of the Great Barrier Reef. She’s a long-time vegetarian and caffeine addict with an obsession for finding the tiniest shred of romance in any story (and wallowing in it) alongside an unholy ddiction to any franchise that begins with the word Star (Wars/Trek/Gate – you get the idea). There’s something about a man in uniform… in space.
Her own novels are about curious women who get themselves into unlikely situations – whether that’s an everyday woman from our world falling through a portal into a sepia kingdom, an amorous mermaid who gets herself stranded on dry land, or more recently, a perfectly ordinary house-sitter who finds herself husband sitting instead! You’ll have to read her recent release ‘Husband Sit’ to find out why…
Louise doesn’t care what genre she writes in so long as the characters are endearingly real, the heroes are scorching hot and the sex is good!