{"id":688,"date":"2018-12-10T13:23:48","date_gmt":"2018-12-10T16:23:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.twobooksinashelf.com\/?p=688"},"modified":"2018-12-10T13:23:48","modified_gmt":"2018-12-10T16:23:48","slug":"teaser-room-mate","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.twobooksinashelf.com\/index.php\/teaser-room-mate\/","title":{"rendered":"Teaser &#8211; Room Mate"},"content":{"rendered":"<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-40958 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.inkslingerpr.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/ROOM_MATE_BANNERPL-1024x379.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"451\" height=\"167\" \/><\/div>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<h2 dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\">Today we are sharing an excerpt for ROOM MATE by Katie Ashley. This is a standalone, contemporary romance title that will be releasing on December 17. Check out the blurb and links for the previous standalone titles in this series below.<\/h2>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Pre-order Now: <\/strong><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Amazon (live release!) | <a href=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/2PqTtw0\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Nook<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/apple.co\/2PtWFqA\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Apple Books<\/a> | <a href=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/2PsTu2H\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Kobo<\/a><\/strong><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/h3>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-40959 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.inkslingerpr.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/ROOM_MATE-683x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"451\" height=\"676\" \/><\/h2>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><b style=\"font-weight: normal;\"><\/b><strong>ROOM MATE by Katie Ashley<\/strong><\/h2>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">COMING DECEMBER 17<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Add it <a href=\"https:\/\/www.goodreads.com\/book\/show\/42182205-room-mate?from_search=true\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">to Goodreads<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Pre-order<\/strong><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Amazon (live release!) | <a href=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/2PqTtw0\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Nook<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/apple.co\/2PtWFqA\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Apple Books<\/a> | <a href=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/2PsTu2H\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Kobo<\/a><\/strong><\/h3>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Blurb:<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p>From the time I was a kid, I knew I wanted a job helping people. After serving in the Rifles regiment of the British Army, I focused my civilian career on becoming a bodyguard to the rich and famous. For a Cockney Brit, I never imagined a twist of fate landing me a position in the United States Secret Service and protecting the President\u2019s son. But then my boss made an unexpected request: leave my current placement to move in with his only daughter to give an added layer of protection against the threats she had been receiving. I\u2019d never lived with a woman who was off-limits to me. It wasn\u2019t just that Caroline had a boyfriend. She was my best friend\u2019s sister, and my boss\u2019s daughter. But the longer we\u2019re in such close quarters together, the greater the temptation grows, but I know I&#8217;ll lose everything if I pursue her.<\/p>\n<p>Growing up as the only girl and with two overbearing older brothers, I\u2019m no stranger to being overprotected. Just as I finished up college and prepared to truly dip my toes into the adult world, my father was elected President of the United States, which added a whole new level of protection with the Secret Service team attached to me. Just when I thought I couldn\u2019t possibly be more smothered, I began receiving threats, and my family decided it wasn\u2019t enough to just have an agent living down the hall from me. Nope, I was to have one <em>move<\/em> in with me, and not just any agent, but Ty Frasier\u2014my brother, Barrett\u2019s best friend, and my brother, Ty\u2019s, head agent. While most women would enjoy living with a sexy, buff Brit, having a roommate threw a wrench into all my plans. Especially when I began noticing Ty was so much more than a hot guy.<\/p>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left;\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-42911\" src=\"http:\/\/www.inkslingerpr.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/ROOMMATE_1WEEK-1024x683.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"449\" height=\"300\" \/><\/h2>\n<h2><strong>Excerpt: <\/strong><\/h2>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">After we spent a considerable amount of time perusing the aisles of the Piggly Wiggly, Caroline was finally finished, and we made our way to the checkout. In true small town fashion, she struck up a conversation with the middle-aged cashier. While she appeared utterly charming, I probably came off as an ass because I kept looking around and narrowing my eyes at anyone who might look suspicious. Especially the <i>male <\/i>middle-aged cashier who seemed utterly enthralled by Caroline. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">At the sight of us coming out the mechanized doors, Stuart began easing the SUV closer to our place on the curb. After popping the hatch, Caroline wheeled the cart over to the back of the SUV. Just as I was about to start helping her with the bags, I heard a shout behind me. \u201cHey! Come back here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Whirling around, I saw a man waving wildly at Caroline. \u201cFuck! Assailant!\u201d Stuart shouted. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">I shoved myself between the man and Caroline, shielding her from him. Grabbing her by the waist, I hoisted her up and threw her in the back of the SUV. \u201cOmph!\u201d she cried as her body bounced on the carpeting of the hatch. After slamming the door, I stepped back just as Stuart screeched away from the curb. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Now that I knew Caroline was safe, I turned my attention back to the man. Hurling myself at him, I took him down to the curb. \u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d he demanded. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cStay down. I\u2019m calling the police.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cThe police? But what did I do?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cYou\u2019ve been harassing the President\u2019s daughter.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cI just came out to give her the coupons she forgot.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">He nodded. \u201cLook in my right hand.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">After rocking back on my knees, I grabbed his arm and pried the contents out of his hand. Once I unraveled it, I grimaced. \u201cSon of a bitch.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">I had completely and utterly misread the situation. Speaking into my microphone, I said, \u201cStuart, it\u2019s a false alarm.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cAre you fucking kidding me?\u201d he blared into my ear. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cNo, I\u2019m not.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cWe\u2019re headed back.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cRoger.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">I figured then it was past time for me to get off the man. I rose to my feet before reaching down to help him up. I brushed off his white shirt I had accidentally dirtied when I knocked him to the ground. Upon closer inspection, I saw the nametag on his shirt. \u201cSheldon, I\u2019m terribly sorry for my actions.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">He narrowed his brown eyes at me. \u201cI think it\u2019s me who needs to be calling the police.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cThat won\u2019t be necessary.\u201d Reaching into my pocket, I fished out my badge. As I flashed it at him, I said, \u201cAgent Fraser with the U.S. Secret Service.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">His eyes bulged before he gasped. \u201cWait, that was President Callahan\u2019s daughter?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cYes, sir, it was. I hope you can understand that we take the safety of the president\u2019s children very seriously, and upon first reflection, it appeared you might\u2019ve been preparing to harm Ms. Callahan.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cOh, no. I would never want to do that. I voted for her dad. Never thought I\u2019d vote for an Independent, but he won me over.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cI\u2019m happy to hear that, sir. I certainly hope this unfortunate incident won\u2019t in anyway skew your views on him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">He waved a hand dismissively at me. \u201cNo, no. I understand. More than that, I can\u2019t wait to go home and tell my wife that Caroline Callahan came into <i>my<\/i> store today.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">For my sake, I hoped he left out the part where a Secret Service agent mowed him down because he thought Piggly Wiggly coupons were a weapon. Once the other agents found out about this, I was going to catch hell in the form of their constant ribbing. At least Stuart would be going down with me. He\u2019d made the assumption to start with. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">After Stuart drove up, he made quick work of putting the SUV in park and opening the hatch. I hopped off the curb and went over to the back. Caroline sat with her knees pulled against her chest. When she pursed her lips at me, I held up my hands. \u201cI\u2019m sorry. It was a false alarm.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cThat\u2019s what Stuart said.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cWe can never be too careful.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">An amused look twinkled in her blue eyes. \u201cApparently not when we find grocery cashiers a threat to my safety.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cHe appeared to have a weapon in his hand, and he was shouting at you,\u201d I argued. <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cI believe the weapon turned out to be coupons.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Man, she was really on my dick about this one. Shit. I should never think of Caroline on my dick in any form or fashion. It was just too wrong. \u201cYes, the weapon turned out to be your coupons.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cRight.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">I extended my hand to her. \u201cCome on and get out, so we can load the groceries up and get the hell out of here.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">After I helped Caroline slide out of the back, she started helping me load the bags. \u201cShould I go inside and offer an autograph to smooth things over? This is the closest grocery store to the apartment, so I\u2019d hate to not ever be able to come here again because you clothes-lined a guy.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cI didn\u2019t clothes-line him. I merely took him down as part of protocol.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">\u201cI\u2019d say you lost your calling in football, that\u2019s for sure.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/h2>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><strong>Previous titles in the series<\/strong><\/em><\/h2>\n<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: justify;\"><\/div>\n<h2 dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><\/h2>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-37700\" src=\"http:\/\/www.inkslingerpr.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/31836895.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"200\" height=\"276\" \/><\/div>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<h2 dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\">Read it for <a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/2NAR7uY\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">FREE on KindleUnlimited<\/a><\/h2>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-40943 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/www.inkslingerpr.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/10\/OFFICE_MATE-1-683x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" \/><\/p>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\">Read it for <a href=\"https:\/\/amzn.to\/2NBOp8z\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">FREE on Kindle Unlimited<\/a><\/h2>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<h3 dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\">&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/h3>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<h2 dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><strong>About the Author<\/strong><\/h2>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-34102 alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/www.inkslingerpr.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/03\/15417989_10155525910613835_2009716100_o-1-671x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"165\" height=\"252\" \/><strong>Katie Ashley<\/strong> is a New York Times, USA Today, and Amazon Best-Selling author of both Indie and Traditionally published books. She lives outside of Atlanta, Georgia with her daughter, Olivia, and her spoiled mutt, Duke. She has a slight obsession with Pinterest, The Golden Girls, Shakespeare, Harry Potter, Star Wars, and Scooby-Doo.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With a BA in English, a BS in Secondary English Education, and a Masters in Adolescent English Education, she spent eleven years teaching both middle and high school English, as well as a few adjunct college English classes. As of January 2013, she hung up her red pen and expo markers to become a full-time writer. Each and every day she counts her blessings to be able to do her dream job.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Although her roots are firmly planted in the red Georgia clay, she loves traveling the country and world to meet readers and hang out with fellow authors. When she\u2019s not writing or chasing down her toddler, you might find her watching reruns of The Golden Girls, reading historical biographies, along with romance novels, or spending way too much time on Facebook.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><span style=\"background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; font-size: large;\"><span style=\"font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;\">Author Links<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<h3 dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><strong>Join <a href=\"https:\/\/landing.mailerlite.com\/webforms\/landing\/o2q1g7\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Katie&#8217;s Newsletter<\/a><\/strong><\/h3>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<h3 dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/katieashleybooks.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Website<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/KatieAshleyLuv\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Twitter<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/katie.ashleyromance\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Facebook<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/www.instagram.com\/katieashleyluv\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Instagram<\/a> | <a href=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/2G8oe4B\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Goodreads<\/a> | <a href=\"https:\/\/www.bookbub.com\/authors\/katie-ashley\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Bookbub<\/a> | <a href=\"http:\/\/amzn.to\/2o0YH62\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Amazon<\/a><\/h3>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div dir=\"ltr\" style=\"line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><b style=\"font-weight: normal;\"><span style=\"font-family: 'arial' , 'helvetica' , sans-serif; font-size: large;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-33481\" src=\"http:\/\/www.inkslingerpr.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/InkSlinger-Blogger-Final-1-1024x422.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"337\" height=\"139\" \/> <\/span><\/b><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today we are sharing an excerpt for ROOM MATE by Katie Ashley. This is a standalone, contemporary romance title that will be releasing on December 17. Check out the blurb and links for the previous standalone titles in this series below. 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