“With a lot of heart and heat, this book will have you on the edge of your emotional seat.”
High school teacher Erica Shannon isn’t a one-night stand kind of girl. Pair that with an aversion to relationships, and she’s resigned to no love life at all. Then one horrifying discovery propels her off her take-no-risks path, and into the arms of the stars of her midnight fantasies.
When his friend and fellow firefighter threatens to make a move on Erica, Corey figures he’d better get over the notion that she’s way out of his league—fast—before he has to get in line.
Griff never thought he’d get the chance to introduce Corey to the combustible delights of multi-partner play, until he senses the sheer volume of sexual energy surging beneath Erica’s repressed exterior.
A blazing night of passion has unexpected consequences. Corey is surprised to discover the woman of his dreams, and that he doesn’t mind sharing her—or himself—with Griff. But Griff finds his heart pulled down a romantic path he vowed he’d never venture again.
Erica? She’s got a problem on her hands. Hold two, hardwired-to-rescue firemen at arm’s length—and away from her heart—until she’s fought and won a battle that may well destroy her.
Warning: One tortured woman and two hunky Aussie firemen indulging in three-way love. Scenes of the male/female, male/male, male/male/female and the male/female/male variety (whew!). Also includes anal sex, mild spanking, cussing, phone sex, fire trucks and tearjerker moments.
“This story was a pack of emotions from beginning to end… The level of emotions, the connection between the reader and the characters was constant, credible and felt real.This story is the kind that you start reading and do not wish to put aside.” 5 Stars & Top Pick, Mary’s Naughty Whispers
“… another fine example of a ménage book that has a compelling story to tell… this tale deserves all the recognition it is getting. It’s a little gem waiting to be mined by more readers. Sami Lee is an author to watch.” 5 Couples, Confessions from Romaholics
“This book was truly an incredible read. It had everything that I was looking for in a story: great storytelling and writing along with wonderful characters and an engaging plot. I’ve read quite a few of ménage stories, but this one really stands out from all the rest.” 5 stars, Nina’s Literary Xscapes
“The characters are perfect, outstanding, and awesome…Terrific romance with every element you could ever ask for; caring, loving, loyalty, friendship and much more. Things beyond anyone’s control threaten to tear them apart yet these things end up bringing them even closer. Powerful emotional tugs at heart strings kept me reading without wanting to stop… Pick this book up immediately and start reading.” 5 Stars, Rare Top Pick, Night Owl Erotica Reviews
“This book, featuring a fascinating look into a polyamorous relationship, is hot! The characters are distinct and interesting… With a lot of heart and heat, this book will have you on the edge of your emotional seat.” 4 stars, Romantic Times Magazine
“Erica’s Choice is a sexy, heart wrenching story about love, self acceptance, and honesty that will have you falling in love with each turn of the page… With raw emotion, tender kisses, hardcore sexual tension, and a three way relationship that will make you melt, this story is a must read!!!” 5 Stars and a Purest Delight award from Ayln, Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews
“I read this book in one sitting, because I couldn’t make myself put down my ereader! This book not only is smoking hot, but it emotions that grab onto your heart! I hope y’all enjoy this one as much as I have!” 4.75 stars and a Purest Delight award from KCLu, Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews
“I loved seeing how the relationship between Corey, Griff and Erica developed over time even though it was sometimes difficult for all of them. Ms. Lee incorporates the perfect amount of angst, passion, friendship and suspense to make ERICA’S CHOICE a story that will reinforce your belief that love conquers all.” 5 Ribbons, Chrissy, Romance Junkies
Corey Wachawski watched as the woman of his dreams took a book out of her large black shoulder bag, opened it to a dog-eared page and began to read. It was a big book, the kind he’d never get through if he had a year to kill, which only reminded Corey how out of his league the pretty redhead with the big brown eyes truly was.
“Are you sure you don’t want to come out with us, Corey?” Madison purred the invitation into his ear while she stroked a fingernail up and down his forearm. “Vibe is the hottest club in the Valley right now. We’re going to have the best time.”
It was clear from her tone that the club wasn’t the only thing offering a good time. It would be easy enough to take Madison up on it, but Corey found girls like her a little intimidating—and a lot scary. He got the feeling if he went home with her he’d wake up naked, tied to a bed and minus the one credit card he owned. “No thanks. I’m going to have an early one tonight.”
Madison stuck out her bottom lip in an exaggerated pout. “They work you boys way too hard.”
Corey wasn’t about to tell her work had nothing to do with his refusal. He simply didn’t want to spend the night with Madison.
The woman he did want to spend some quality time with was sitting across the pub right now with her nose in a book, her silky straight red hair sweeping down to conceal her face, as out of reach as the moon. She probably thought he was some kind of man-slut because every time she came in here some random woman slipped him her phone number, or even her panties. Jeez. What did girls think he was going to do with a silky pink G-string?
Madison finally gave up and left. Corey’s sigh of relief was audible and beside him Griff laughed. “That was piss weak.”
“She isn’t my type.”
Griff remarked with a lopsided smile, “With an ass like that she doesn’t need to be. Besides, you might as well dip your wick somewhere. You won’t do anything about the girls who are your type, either.”
Corey didn’t pretend ignorance. His gaze once again strayed to the corner booth and the woman sitting there. She wore an ordinary grey skirt, black heels and a plain white blouse, the collar trimmed in lace. Her haircut was of the sensible, I’m-not-the-type-to-primp variety, a chin-length bob that framed her high cheekbones and wide brown eyes. She exuded none of the glamour of a woman like Madison yet she fascinated Corey on a level that went beyond appearances. He wanted to get to know her better, had since the first time she’d come in a few months ago.
But the idea of approaching her made his palms sweat, so he’d settled for watching her from across the room, waiting for… something. A sign maybe. Some kind of magic that would make everything click into place.
He offered Griff his excuse. “She’s really into that book.”
“She’s alone. Nobody comes to a noisy pub to read. She’s probably dying for you to go over and talk to her, dickhead.” At Corey’s skeptical look, Griff insisted, “Look, she doesn’t even have a drink. Go buy her one before somebody else does.”
Corey scowled. “Who’s going to buy her a drink?”
“Maybe I will.”
Corey wouldn’t have been more surprised if Griff had punched him in the gut. “You wouldn’t.”
“She’s not your type.”
Griff laughed. “And that means?”
Corey didn’t know how to express what he meant without dissing his friend’s usual taste in women. Eventually he settled for, “She’s delicate.”
Griff raised a brow. “I like delicate. I like soft women. Hell, I just like women. Matter of fact, I’m talking myself into it. I’m going over there.”
“No.” Corey stood at the same time Griff did. They met eye to eye, Griff’s hazel irises twinkling with amusement. Corey figured his own expression was less jovial. His voice came out sounding threatening, which surprised him more than it seemed to surprise Griff. “I mean it, Griff. Don’t you hit on her.”
“What’s to stop me?”
“The guy code,” Corey said. “I saw her first.”
Griff chuckled. “You’ve gotta actually do something about it in order to activate the guy code. Sitting here with your thumb up your ass does not constitute staking a claim, so stand back and start taking notes. I’m about to show you what a move is.”
Griff strode past him with ease. Corey was bigger physically but Griff was more brazen. And Corey knew the second Griff introduced himself to the mystery woman his own chances would be all shot to hell. Females usually proved susceptible to Griff’s particular type of brash charm. And if Griff found out her name first he’d probably insist the guy code privileges reverted to him or something like that. Griff would find a way to get what he wanted. He always did.
Damn it. It was do or die time. Corey had to get over to that booth before Griff did or he was going to lose his fantasy woman before he ever caught her.