RELEASE TOUR incl Guestpost: Shaken & Stirred by Lilly Atlas
EXCLUSIVE Q & A
What is your preferred book format? Ebook, audio, or print?
I’m an eBook girlie all the way. My husband gave me my first Kindle on our first Christmas together many years ago, and I’ve never looked back. Having access to any book I want at any time, and the ease of taking eBooks with me everywhere, makes them my number one book format. These days, I read on the Kindle app on my iPad or phone ninety-nine percent of the time. I do love the concept of audiobooks, but I’m not a fantastic audio learner. My mind tends to drift too easily, and I find myself missing large chunks of the book. I enjoy listening to audiobooks on car trips, but I almost always choose something I’ve already read, so when I get distracted, I’m not lost.
Do any of your friends or family read your books?
Yes! Friends read my books, which is a lot of fun. My husband has a bunch of sisters who also read my books. Not only do they read them, but they are my biggest cheerleaders and help me with plot points. I’ve also used most of their names for characters at some point. I’ll give my parents points for trying to read them, but I think I scarred them with my dirty mind. My dad has a copy of every book I’ve written on his bookshelf, but he refrains from reading them.
Length: 92,000 words Series: Bottle Service Boys Book 1 (of a duet) Prior Reading: n/a Genre: contemporary Tropes: Enemies to lovers, Opposites Attract, Family Drama, Grumpy/Sunshine Trigger/Content Warnings: n/a Designer: Leah Suttle
By midnight, my calves ached, and my head throbbed. The loud music might keep me awake, but it got old after a while. I only had five minutes to turn over table eight, so I wiped it down as quickly as I could, then ran from the staff room to the bar to chug a bottle of water. By the time I downed all sixteen ounces, Luke had guided a group of six guys to my table. This group looked like they came straight from the frat house to the club, slapping each other on the back and pointing out guys that caught their eye. They looked about my age, give or take a few years, with slick hair and slicker grins. Diamonds glittered from a few Rolexes, and an earring or two winked at me beneath the club lights.
If I dragged my feet a little, no one had to know. Luke seemed fine, entertaining them for a moment while I slow-walked my way there. These were my least favorite tables. I didn’t mind bachelor parties, couple groups, or men in their thirties and up, but single rich guys my age sucked. They were loud, rude, and entitled, and many acted like they’d never heard the word ‘no.’ Probably because they hadn’t.
“Ah, and here is your bottle service boy, Alex. I leave you gentlemen in his capable hands,” Luke said with a smile so fake I almost laughed. “Good luck,” he whispered as he walked by. “If they get out of hand, I’ll send Raphael your way.”
“Thanks, Luke.”
As he left, I turned to the table and smiled. “Hey, boys,” I said with the same flirty tone I used with all my tables. “As Luke said, I’m Alex, and I will be at your beck and call for the next few hours. So, are we celebrating anything special tonight?”
I scanned the faces around the table, looking for the ringleader. Typically, one guy ran the show in a group like this. I played a little game with myself I called Guess the Alpha Douche. I had a ninety-five percent success rate.
Not the first two guys—they seemed laid back. It could be the third, maybe. He had a bit of self-important energy, but—oh, shit. The only thing that kept my jaw from hitting the floor was two years of practice schooling my expression in front of customers.
There’s no way he was here. No way. I’d survived a summer program with him, made it through the same undergrad school, and finally found my freedom. What the fuck was he doing here now? He’d left the damn state for graduate school.
I blinked. Maybe I was seeing things.
Nope. The smug grin aimed my way belonged to the one person I truly hated.
My stomach sank.
Ryder smirked. “We’re celebrating all kinds of things tonight, Alex.”
Lilly Atlas is an award-winning contemporary romance author. She’s a proud Navy wife and mother of three spunky girls. Every time Lilly downloads a new eBook she expects her Kindle App to tell her it’s exhausted and overworked, and to beg for some rest. Thankfully that hasn’t happened yet so she can often be found absorbed in a good book.
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