Sunday, September 25, 2016

Wed by Wednesday (A Passion in Paradise novella) by Sarah O'Rourke *~*~*~*~* Release Day & Review





Wed by Wednesday

What happens when a naive city girl answers a personal ad to marry a bachelor farmer from the hills of Tennessee? Destiny! Read how Orla and Jethro's story started back in the 1960s...and find out exactly how deliciously naughty these two can be!   This insta-love 50,000-word novel is filled with humor, romance, and just enough erotica to keep you coming back for more. Wed by Wednesday is the prequel to Sarah O’Rourke’s Paradise series, and like all of her books, it can be read as a standalone.

“Listen, chaste kisses are fine for what they are. Quick exchanges of affection. An innocent way to tell somebody they mean something. When you wanna show a woman that she’s what’s lighting the fire in your gut, though… quick and innocent pecks just don’t do the trick. Nah, a man goes dark and dirty for that kind of lesson. He wants his woman wet and hot. And he wants her that way everywhere. Her mouth. Her core. Everywhere.”




 “Thirty- one?” Orla echoed faintly. “He’s thirty-one?” The longer Nellie talked, the less this man sounded like the one she’d been corresponding with for weeks.   Why, her Jethro, was sweet and soft-spoken, and certainly not as old as thirty-one. No. Her Jethro was nothing like the animal the older woman was describing.

 “Yes, ma’am.   He surely is. I changed that rascal’s diapers myself,” Nellie announced with a decisive nod, her eyes widening as she apparently noticed the surprise on young Orla’s face. “What?” You mean to say that you didn’t know how old your beau was?”

 “Well, not his exact age. I mean, his letters indicated he was older than me. I just assumed there were only a few years between us,” Orla confided in a strangled whisper. Hells bells! Her future husband had over a whole decade’s experience on her. What in the world about her would attract a worldly, well-off man like him? “Why hasn’t he wed before now then?” she asked without realizing she’d spoken out loud.

 Nellie was quick with an answer to her question, however. “Oh, many a girl around these parts have tried to lasso Jethro’s heart, but that surly demeanor of his runs all decent women right off his scent once they get a whiff of how crabby he is for two thirds the day.”

 “What’s he doin’ for the other third?” Orla asked shakily.

 “Oh, he’s sleepin’. Collectin’ his strength so he can keep his title as the world’s most boorish bachelor and all such manner of things. Truly, ‘bout the only time I’ve heard him stay civil for more than fifteen minutes is the hour long sermon we all sit through once a week at the church. And maybe once or twice a year when he’s paying his respects at his dear departed momma and daddy’s grave or something such. Otherwise, he’s blunt as a hammer and speaks with a tongue sharper than any knife you’ll ever come across.”


Wed by Wednesday (A Passion in Paradise novella) by Sarah O'Rourke
Review by Theresa Esterline
Stars:  5

The good ole days... ;)

As I've read all the Passion books, I always look forward to what Orla will do or say. Have you ever wondered what makes her tick? How someone with her experience can be so bold, brash, and brilliantly funny all at the same time... Well, now we get to find out! And now a bit about the story..

After a long day with a sour stomach on the bus, Orla arrives in Paradise to meet her fiance. Smelling bad and looking wrinkled she heads to the local cafe... not quite yet the I don't care cafe ;) to settle her stomach and freshen up. What she learns in the cafe almost has her heading right back to the bus station. Until in walks Jethro, 31 years young - handsome, but stubborn; oh and ornery, horny, and out of sorts as he has just learned his mother ordered him a mail order bride!!

Favorite passages:
- “I think we both know that I haven’t been a kid for quite some time, Mother McKinnon.”“And yet, when you open your mouth lately, all I hear is a spoiled little boy that’s determined to avoid his most important chore,”
- “Both make you pissy as a horny rooster that’s been locked out of the henhouse.”
- “You’ve eaten chicken, right?” he tried to reason with her. “Well, yes.  But never one I knew personally,”
- “You worry about pleasin’ me, and I’ll worry about pleasin’ you. The rest of the world can go to hell,”
- “Birds gotta fly, and cow’s gotta shit, Orla.  On a farm, it’s as natural as breathing for these animals,” Jethro returned... “Well, that was just plain rude!” she declared, feeling mildly traumatized… possibly more from the smell than the actual act itself. “I’ll register your complaint with the head heifer in charge. Until then, your delicate sensibilities will just have to take a backseat to the job at hand.”


 Who is Sarah?   Sarah O’Rourke is actually two besties who live three states apart and write at all hours of the day and night! Born and raised in the Southern United States, they are overly attached to their one-click accounts, can’t make it through the day without copious doses of caffeine, and spend way too much time on the phone with each other.  Between them, they have four children and twenty years of to a super soldier and the other to egomaniac engineer. They hate empty chocolate wrappers and writer’s block, love to talk to readers...and oh, by the way, they write about strong, kick-ass women and hot alpha heroes!

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