245 DAYS by Isabelle Peterson
Release Date: March, 7, 2017
**Pre-Order starts Feb. 14, 2017
Pre-Order price - $2.99 thru March 14, 2017.
Then up to $3.99.
Genre: MM Romance
Synopsis:
Ashley
Brennan, son of a luxury hotel chain billionaire, is happy consulting
and teaching business. Moving from California to an opportunity in
Connecticut at the prestigious New England University, Ashley takes it
to escape a string of bad luck in the romance department. Meeting Taylor
at the off campus bar, The Library, Ashley feels his luck may be
changing.
Taylor
Davis is nearing the end of his college career and looking forward to
moving out west, escaping the cold winters of the North and possibly the
judgement of his parents, who don’t yet know his sexual orientation.
After only a handful of brief “relationships,” Taylor’s not so sure love
is in the cards for him, until he meets Ashley. Everything with Ashley
feels so comfortable, so natural.
When
Ashley and Taylor put together that Ashley is Taylor’s professor, how
will they make it 245 Days to the end of the school year when Taylor
graduates and is no longer off limits? And even if they can make it to
the end of the year, will everything else in their lives still line up?
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Excerpt from 245 Days:
Just then, a familiar voice rang through the classroom and my attention was directed to the front.
“Good
afternoon and welcome to Business 101. If this is not where you’re
supposed to be, I won’t be offended if you leave.” I sat stunned and
eyes pinned to the man in front of the room; disbelief rushing through
me. “I’m Ashley Brennan,” he continued. “Before you go snickering about
my name, I like it.” The class laughed along with him (or at him), as I
sat stunned out of my mind, my heart pounded wildly in my chest, and my
dick reacting with an outrageous response all his own. Ashley? He was teaching this class? He was ‘A. Brennan’? I thought he was in business and marketing? Oooooh… Then it dawned on me. He teaches business and marketing.
I
felt like I couldn’t breathe, and I definitely couldn’t take my eyes
off of him. He looked fucking incredible in a green and blue checked,
button-down shirt with a blue tie. He wore slim fitting dark pants and I
was torn between wanting him to turn around so I could see his ass in
those pants, and needing him to stay facing me so I could take in his
drop-dead, gorgeous face again; the face—as well as other things—that I
couldn’t get out of my mind since leaving his house late last night.
Those serious eyes behind the horn-rimmed glasses. And how fucking hot
he looked without the glasses. And that jaw of his…that angular jaw with
a little less stubble than last night. I found myself wondering what
he’d look like with a few days growth, and what he’d look like freshly
shaven.
“A
little background about me,” he continued, his eyes sweeping the class
of nearly fifty students as he smiled. When his eyes landed on me, they
skidded to a halt and his cool appearance faltered. He licked his lips
and took a breath before pulling his eyes from mine and continuing. I
was simply riveted. This felt like an out of body experience. Like any
minute now I was going to wake up. “Um, where was I? Right. I’m new to
this school, but come to you with an MBA from UCLA’s Anderson School of
Business and a couple years of teaching at Stanford. I’m covering for
Professor Redding; some of you may have signed up for her class, but
she’s out on maternity leave, due in just a few weeks, but I promise to
do my best and honor her reputation. In addition to teaching this class,
I am teaching three other classes and I consult for a couple of
companies in the area. Why teach? Why not just consult and manage hedge funds?
you may ask. While there is big money there, and it’s exciting, well, I
have a knack for teaching, and I enjoy it.” When he said enjoy, his eyes flew right to mine, and I swear, I stopped breathing.
I quickly glanced to my right and left to see if anyone else noticed that Ashley…Mr. Brennan…was looking at me.
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➹⁀☆҉ ♥ ☆҉ ‿➹⁀ ☆҉ ♥ ☆҉ ‿➹ GIVEAWAY!! ➹⁀☆҉ ♥ ☆҉ ‿➹⁀☆҉ ♥ ☆҉ ‿➹
ISABELLE PETERSON be giving away an AWESOME Prize Pack!
There will be 3 winners!
• 1
lucky entrant will receive, a Signed Paperback Copy of 245 Days, a Blue
Kindle Fire, a $25 Amazon Gift Card, and my favorite lip balm - a
SoftLips Sugar Cube.
• 1st runner up will receive a Signed Paperback Copy of 245 Days.
• And 2nd runner up will receive a $10 Amazon Gift Card.
WINNER WILL BE DRAWN: MARCH 15TH, 2017
About the Author:
Isabelle
Peterson is a Chicago suburban girl living in coastal Connecticut with
her husband of more than twenty years, shih tzu, and is the mother of
two incredibly talented children. Isabelle has an associates degree in
Advertising Design and Illustration, and a Bachelors of Science in
Behavior Psychology. She has worked many jobs including, but not limited
to, waitressing, working in schools with special needs children, real
estate, mortgage lending, and even some time in a lawyer’s office, all
giving her unique insights into many walks of life and inspire many of
the characters she now writes about. Alongside being a novelist,
Isabelle is also a screenplay writer working on many exciting projects.
When she’s not writing, Isabelle can be found cooking…if she weren’t a
creative writer, she’d probably be a chef somewhere.
Author Links:
Website: www.isabellepeterson.
Facebook: www.facebook.com/
Twitter, Pinterest & Instagram: @izzykpeterson
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