Cirrus@Austlit

'Plight [plahyt]

'Noun: a difficult, or otherwise unfortunate situation.

'Verb: pledge or solemnly promise. Be engaged to be married.

'I promised myself to a man. Well, technically, I promised myself to a boy. We were eight years old. Neighbours. He gave me a Cheezel, pushed it onto my finger, and asked me to marry him.

'I ate the Cheezel.

'I also said, “Yes” but that we’d have to wait until we were thirty.

'It was my thirtieth birthday last week, and now he’s calling in that promise.

'Seriously, Elliot Parker is insane if he thinks that an out of the blue private Facebook message stipulating the binding law of an oral contractual agreement is going to seal our twenty-two-year bullshit engagement. Insane.

'I wonder if he really does look like his profile picture, though.'

Source : publisher's blurb

'Natasha Jones loves her life, her husband and their two young sons. She works hard both at home and as an Events Supervisor at City Towers. But when a relationship with her work colleague unexpectedly progresses, Tash begins to question whether or not her marriage has passed its ‘Use by’ date.

'Dean Jones is a numbers man but has no idea that his number could be up where his marriage is concerned. Never one to really speak his mind, he has always opted to just go with the flow in order to keep his wife happy.

'Passion, intimacy, and communication have taken a backseat to demanding careers, a mortgage and family life, and it’s not until Tash and Dean stand to lose everything they have built together that the spark between them begins to flicker again.

'And boy does it flicker ...

'and ignite ...

'and nearly burn the entire neighbourhood down!

'Can Tash and Dean keep this newly lit flame alive and save their marriage? Or will temptation make the commitment seem too much to bear?'

Source: Publisher's blurb.

'He was on a collision course.

… I had paved my way

He answered to no one.

… I respected authority

He wanted me.

… I despised him

He didn’t take no for an answer.

... NO!

'When freelance photographer, Corinne Lee, is required to visually document the nationwide tour of Wild Nights Male Revue, she finds herself in a world of near-naked, testosterone-fuelled men on stage—not her photographic muse of choice. She also finds herself in the arms of Josh, the revue’s star performer.

'Josh Adams thrives on the limelight, the stage and, most of all, the attention of women who endlessly throw themselves at him. He dances sex, speaks sex, breathes sex … is sex! Josh lives for sex, but never with the same woman.

'When both opinionated and headstrong characters are closely thrust together in a lust-ridden and sexually-charged environment, which of the two will break first?

Will Josh realise that Corinne could be the exception to his ‘no strings’ rule? Or will Corinne let go of the fantasy of finding Mr One and Only? ' (Publication summary)