My Bare Lady, a funny and heartwarming romantic comedy standalone from
Piper Sheldon and Smartypants Romance is available now!
Piper Sheldon and Smartypants Romance is available now!
Suzie Samuels is the only thing standing between Clifford and his life’s work. All he has to
do is change everything about her. Perception creates reality and Clifford Rutledge needs the
irascible stripper to prove it.
do is change everything about her. Perception creates reality and Clifford Rutledge needs the
irascible stripper to prove it.
Suzie Samuels is set to prove once and for all she’s more than Short Fuse Suze, stripper for
the Black Demons and renowned motorcycle arsonist. If all it takes is hard work, then Suzie
knows how to work it hard.
the Black Demons and renowned motorcycle arsonist. If all it takes is hard work, then Suzie
knows how to work it hard.
But Suzie’s scandalous spirit tests Clifford's resolve. And Clifford’s buttoned-up bullying is
driving Suzie bonkers.
driving Suzie bonkers.
Can Clifford move past their differences long enough to pull off the impossible task of
changing the bare lady into a fair lady?
changing the bare lady into a fair lady?
More importantly, as perceptions shift and priorities change, will he want to?
'My Bare Lady' is a full-length contemporary romantic comedy, can be read as a standalone,
and is book #1 in the Scorned Women's Society series, Green Valley World, Penny Reid
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Excerpt
I was transfixed. It wasn’t just the way she mastered the room. It wasn’t just how her
choreography perfectly correlated with the entrancing music. It wasn’t just her sex
appeal. It was that unwavering gaze and focus on her task. To the rest of the room,
staring blatantly at her admirable—ahem—assets, she was an object, but I recognized
the barely controlled passion roiling under her skin. What would it be like to be that
strong? Not just physically, but strong in a way that allowed her to bare her soul to a
group of greedy strangers. My passions were locked away safely inside me and yet
she put it all out there. Such bravery and passion.
choreography perfectly correlated with the entrancing music. It wasn’t just her sex
appeal. It was that unwavering gaze and focus on her task. To the rest of the room,
staring blatantly at her admirable—ahem—assets, she was an object, but I recognized
the barely controlled passion roiling under her skin. What would it be like to be that
strong? Not just physically, but strong in a way that allowed her to bare her soul to a
group of greedy strangers. My passions were locked away safely inside me and yet
she put it all out there. Such bravery and passion.
In certain moments, I swear she looked right at me—quick stolen glances that shot a
bolt of adrenaline down my spine. Perhaps this was a skill she learned to earn more
tips, as the money was out in droves now, peppered over the stage and her sweating
skin. But I swore she saw me. Saw through me. To the things I didn’t want seen. I
stepped back further into the darkness knowing my concerns were irrational but
unable to tear my eyes off hers. I was stronger than this. I was thoughtful, pragmatic,
and not a victim of animalistic natures and poetic fantasies.
bolt of adrenaline down my spine. Perhaps this was a skill she learned to earn more
tips, as the money was out in droves now, peppered over the stage and her sweating
skin. But I swore she saw me. Saw through me. To the things I didn’t want seen. I
stepped back further into the darkness knowing my concerns were irrational but
unable to tear my eyes off hers. I was stronger than this. I was thoughtful, pragmatic,
and not a victim of animalistic natures and poetic fantasies.
Though she occasionally snapped the thin strips of material that made up her outfit in
a playful tease she never took any clothes off. She didn’t need to. She’d managed to
capture the attention of every person in that room with her movements alone.
a playful tease she never took any clothes off. She didn’t need to. She’d managed to
capture the attention of every person in that room with her movements alone.
My body reacted despite my rationale; heart pounding, skin aflame. I needed to leave.
I wouldn’t be like the rest of these people.
I wouldn’t be like the rest of these people.
The song crescendoed and in a show of strength, she launched herself back to the top
of the pole once again. A small gasp escaped from me but the music drowned out all
noise. She performed a trick that made her appear to fall down the entire length of the
pole, tumbling over and sideways, limb over limb, only to catch herself at the bottom
using only her thighs. She hung upside down, panting, dark hair sprawled out around
her and her gaze set on me. Her eyes were a brilliant emerald, unlike any color I’d ever
seen. They were luminescent in the stage lighting. Even across the hazy bar, they
were transcendent. Glowing. Fixated on me.
of the pole once again. A small gasp escaped from me but the music drowned out all
noise. She performed a trick that made her appear to fall down the entire length of the
pole, tumbling over and sideways, limb over limb, only to catch herself at the bottom
using only her thighs. She hung upside down, panting, dark hair sprawled out around
her and her gaze set on me. Her eyes were a brilliant emerald, unlike any color I’d ever
seen. They were luminescent in the stage lighting. Even across the hazy bar, they
were transcendent. Glowing. Fixated on me.
Nobody else.
I swallowed but it wasn’t easy. The song ended and the lights went out. The crowd
went wild. Several moments passed before I gained control of my faculties again. With
that control came the shame of watching her. The understanding that just seeing her
perform was enough to make me forget who I was. That couldn’t happen.
went wild. Several moments passed before I gained control of my faculties again. With
that control came the shame of watching her. The understanding that just seeing her
perform was enough to make me forget who I was. That couldn’t happen.
I got out of there as fast as I could. The entire drive back to Knoxville my chest heaved
at an alarming rate; my body remained a mass of tension. Her hypnotic gaze flashed
repeatedly in my vision no matter how often I tried to shake it loose.
at an alarming rate; my body remained a mass of tension. Her hypnotic gaze flashed
repeatedly in my vision no matter how often I tried to shake it loose.
Thankfully, I’d never see her again.
About Piper Sheldon
Piper Sheldon writes Contemporary Romance and Magical Realism books that hope to be
New York Times bestsellers when they grow up. For now, she works as a technical writer
during the day and writes about love the rest of the time. Of course she also makes room
for her husband, toddler, and two needy dogs at home in the Desert Southwest.
New York Times bestsellers when they grow up. For now, she works as a technical writer
during the day and writes about love the rest of the time. Of course she also makes room
for her husband, toddler, and two needy dogs at home in the Desert Southwest.
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