Round & Ravishing

I thought I had everything. I was living my dream life, but it all fell apart, and I had to crawl home with my tail between my legs. Working with my mom in her flower shop was not ideal, but with no job, no boyfriend, and no future in Hollywood, it was my best, ahem only, option.

Until a reporter shows up asking about the nude pictures of me online. Um, excuse me? Cue freak out.

I’d love to pretend they weren’t me, but those are definitely my curvy thighs. And all my other curvy parts. I remember the day they were taken. And who took them. Funny how his career took off and mine didn’t.

Before I can figure out what to do, another guy shows up. Noah’s sweet and funny and doesn’t seem to know anything about the pictures. Is it possible? He really seems too good to be true. As everything starts to feel like it’s crumbling, he’s there, supporting me. Loving me. Letting me forget.

But I can’t forget. And I can’t let go. I wasn’t the only one in those pictures. But I was the only one exposed online. Maybe it’s time someone else gets some extra exposure.

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Excerpt from Round & Ravishing

“Is that you?” Abby asked, gasping when she saw the photo.

I sat back and sipped my wine. “Yep.”

“Is this real?”

“Mmm hmm.” More wine.

“Who took these?”

I huffed a laugh. “My ex. He thought it would be sexy for us to take pictures of each other before sex one night. Too bad mine are the only ones that made it online.”

“Do you really think he’s the one who leaked these?”

I laughed mirthlessly. “Who else would have? It’s not like they were taken in a studio and the photographer could have published them.”

“Why would he do this?”

“How the hell do I know, Abby! I guess I shouldn’t be surprised though. The asshole thought it was okay to cheat on me and was perfectly okay with leaving me when someone better came along. He was probably having money trouble and decided to sell the nude photos he had of his barely b-list ex-girlfriend!”

“I’m sorry, Tara,” Abby said, sounding contrite. “I didn’t mean to upset you.”

I waved off her concerns. “It’s fine. You didn’t upset me. That stupid son of a bitch did.”

“What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to make him pay.”