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\nIs it #WomanCrushWednesday yet? Don’t answer that! I know it’s Monday; it’s been Monday all day. It doesn’t matter, Milly is my #WomanCrushWeekday and I think I want to have her web-babies. They will look beautiful, all tawny skinned cherub babes with pink tipped kitten ears. They’ll be bilingual and speak feline and human; have Milly’s ability to get jiggy with it and the good part of my cray cray that makes happy chaos! Beautiful web-babies! #sigh<\/p>\n
Like all peeps with the mental capacity of a thirteen year old just as much as I crush on Milly-doesn’t-do-vanilli, I have a man crush on Grayson Green. C’mon now! You have to be a hundred and sixty, with dead genitals, and no pleasure centers in your brain, if Gray doesn’t turn your buttons with that dirty mouth and descriptive ability. I mean, holy mouse house, Catman! That man would make Wilhelm Wundt proud with his command of visualization and imagery. I have gone back and read some of the naughty bits when it’s cold at night, I’m a money miser and won’t turn on the heat and I’ve already bought the book; Gray’s motion of the ocean heats my apartment with “Green” energy. (You have to expect that if there is a place for a pun I will find it!)<\/p>\n
“A man who\u00a0likes pussy. Got it.”<\/p>\n
When Lyss has her friend Tally introduce her to the matchmaker that hooked Tally up with her two yummy pieces of manimal meat she is still skeptical and hesitant. After meeting Gerri she is a little overwhelmed and more hesitant but faced with Tally and Gerri as a double threat Lyss finds that her wish to find a person to\u00a0love her is greater than her fear of looking stupid. That is how she finds herself on a secluded mountain road, her car broken down, a tiger getting to know her way up close, and explaining to a man what the hell she is doing there. Lessons learned here: There is no municipal road service in catland and they don’t fill potholes. Do not run from a tiger. Cats are not mechanics. Fate and Gerri work together and when your car eats shit fate will see Gerri’s plans through. And lastly, Tynder may see Gray naked often but that doesn’t mean he likes to see him be pet as a kitten. Men are complicated.<\/p>\n
Alyssa Moran is a warped version of me if you made me more emotional and self destructive. Maybe me a few years ago if back then I wasn’t so frappin’ cray cray; like if you merged us and squinted. She wants a man who likes cats, loves her, and makes her tunnel of love ride a popular attraction on the day to day basis. She has a crap history of ex’s because she has zero–make that subzero self worth and a maternal streak wider than the Pacific Ocean. This is a woman, who in absence of a good man, needs a cat factory to fill the void of an enriching relationship; Lyss has had only indebting dependencies. She needs to euthanize her former lovers because they are all overpopulating the Lyss Boyfriend Rescue.<\/p>\n
“You already have. You’ve found my mate. Now let me claim her.”<\/p>\n
Grayson has a million reasons why he is cake and cookies but he also is a typical Book Boyfriend and he is Hero-like dumb! He holds onto his misconceptions until the measurements of his manhood supercede the total of his intelligence quotient. It’s the plague of Alpha males that their bodies are brighter than their brains and I just stopped listening to Gray’s mouth while it said, “No” and only turned the volume up for conversations with Tynder and Stripes where he wasn’t an idiot and when he was talking sin to Lyss. The rest of time I just tuned out and pretended that he was actually making love to my ears with some of that sextalk that he filled the book with most of the other time. This worked like pancakes and Gray became my most favorite character that Milly has ever written. EVER. I mean EVER. EVER. Do you know what I mean? EVER. You try it.<\/p>\n
Milly, thanks for making Grayson. Now, how bout those web-babies?<\/p>\n
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Purchase Herr Purrfect Match:<\/strong><\/p>\n Amazon<\/a>\u00a0| Amazon-CA<\/a>\u00a0| Amazon-UK<\/a>\u00a0| Amazon-AU<\/a>\u00a0|\u00a0B&N<\/a><\/p>\n Her Purrfect Match Excerpt:<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cRelax, Alyssa. Gerri really isn\u2019t as bad as you\u2019re thinking,\u201d Tally, her coworker, said to her.<\/p>\n Alyssa Moran added more sugar to her tepid coffee and winced. She didn\u2019t even like that much sugar, but her nerves were all over. Placing the spoon on the plate with a small clink, she moved her hands to her lap. Unable to sit still, she wiped the sweat off her palms on her suit pants.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not nervous.\u201d Liar! \u201cMrs. Wilder sounded like a lovely person over email.\u201d A very strange but nice person. She\u2019d asked some stuff Lyss had never been asked before. Ever.<\/p>\n \u201cI know.\u201d Tally chuckled. \u201cHer methods are unconventional, but they work. Look at me.\u201d<\/p>\n Yeah. Look at her. Before Mrs. Wilder had matched Tally with her two men, Lyss had sworn Tally was a man-hater. Nothing good ever came out of her mouth when it came to men. Especially if her ex-husband\u2019s name was discussed. Then one day she showed up with a glow and a smile. Ever since Lyss had seen the change in Tally, she wondered if maybe she wouldn\u2019t have to live the life of a thirty-five year old cat lady with an addiction to National Geographic and buying sex toys.<\/p>\n Unlike what her mother liked to say, Lyss was no prude. She loved sex. She liked it a hell of a lot, but she didn\u2019t want to keep doing it with the wrong men. Getting into a relationship with a loser just because he could rock her world didn\u2019t make sense anymore. Her last live-in boyfriend had the bad luck syndrome. If he got fired he blamed his eternal bad luck. She got so tired of it, she\u2019d finally snapped at him and yelled, \u201cNo you dumb fuck, if you don\u2019t go to work, you will get fired.\u201d<\/p>\n And that was the end of that relationship. At least from her end. The moocher had tried to prolong the agony by saying he had nowhere to go. Asking her to please give him another chance. That he\u2019d go find a job and make her proud. Then he went and tried to get her ATM card so he could \u2018borrow\u2019 some money.<\/p>\n If she was the kind of person who believed in bad luck, she\u2019d think she was destined to be alone. Lyss was too positive for that. She knew there was a man out there for her. At this point she would take him being human, shifter or dead. Fuck that shit.<\/p>\n \u201cSorry I\u2019m late girls,\u201d a woman dressed in an impeccable peach suit said, walking toward them.<\/p>\n Mrs. Wilder. Lyss stared, open-mouthed as the older woman winked at the waiter passing by.<\/p>\n \u201cTraffic was a bitch, but what can you do, right?\u201d She stopped next to Tally who jumped to her feet and hugged Mrs. Wilder. \u201cLovely to see you, Tally.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNow that I don\u2019t live in the same building I miss you more, Gerri.\u201d<\/p>\n Mrs. Wilder made a dismissive gesture. \u201cNah. You miss my cakes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat too.\u201d Tally sighed.<\/p>\n Mrs. Wilder turned to her, her gaze piercing and filled with interest. \u201cYou must be Alyssa.\u201d<\/p>\n She\u2019d stood at the same time as Tally, so she offered Mrs. Wilder her hand. \u201cMrs. Wilder\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNone of that. Gerri. Though Your Matchmaking Highness has a nice ring to it too. But no Mrs. Wilder. I\u2019m still very young for that.\u201d She pulled Lyss\u2019s offered hand and gave her a hug.<\/p>\n That shocked her. She wasn\u2019t used to public displays of affection. Her mother would complain over Lyss\u2019s choice of perfume or body spray so she\u2019d never given her hugs, kisses or kind words in general.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s nice to meet you, Gerri.\u201d She waited until everyone sat down again to follow suit. \u201cThanks so much for coming.\u201d Tally came around the table and gave her a hug. \u201cDon\u2019t worry, Gerri will take good care of you. If I know her well, I bet she\u2019s got someone in mind already.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThanks for sitting with me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBye, darling.\u201d Gerri hugged Tally as well. \u201cTell my nephew to bring you by tomorrow. I\u2019ll make some of his favorite cake.\u201d<\/p>\n Tally hugged Gerri again. \u201cI so love you. And your baking.\u201d<\/p>\n Once Tally had gone, Gerri ordered some tea and pulled out a notebook. \u201cLet\u2019s talk.\u201d<\/p>\n Lyss swallowed hard. \u201cWhat about?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy what you want in a man, of course.\u201d Gerri placed her elbow on the table and cupped her chin with her hand, tapping a finger on her cheek. \u201cI know you said you wanted a man that likes cats.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded quickly. \u201cHe has to. Or at least not be allergic and not be bothered by them.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA man who likes pussy,\u201d Gerri said as she wrote. \u201cGot it.\u201d<\/p>\n Lyss blinked. Then she burst into giggles.<\/p>\n Gerri gave her a side smile. \u201cYou got that, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHeck yeah. I definitely need a man who likes erm\u2026that. You know, Tally had said you were unique, but wow. I\u2019m so glad you decided to help me.\u201d<\/p>\n Gerri patted her on the hand. \u201cI wouldn\u2019t turn down a friend of Tally\u2019s. Besides, your letter made me laugh and that\u2019s not something that happens often.\u201d<\/p>\n She didn\u2019t remember what she\u2019d written to make Gerri laugh, but she was glad she had the matchmaker on her side.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat else?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m really sick of trying to be the savior. Fuck that,\u201d she said then slapped a hand over her mouth. \u201cSorry!\u201d<\/p>\n Gerri laughed. \u201cDon\u2019t mind me, I have my moments with words that would make you blush.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRight. So men. I\u2019m a big girl. But it seems like most of them I attract want to live off me because, according to some people, I can\u2019t get anything better since I\u2019m too big.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho said that nonsense?\u201d Gerri asked, her brows dropping in a fierce scowl.<\/p>\n \u201cMy mother, my exes. Don\u2019t worry, I don\u2019t believe them at all.\u201d She didn\u2019t. She knew that there were men out there that liked a bigger girl. So what if she had a tummy that was soft and big hips and thighs? Maybe her ass was larger than most but all that didn\u2019t faze her. She believed in her heart there was a man out there who would like a woman like her. Why? Because there were more women that were big than small. And she knew Tally was not the only one able to get herself a set of hot men that loved her curves.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m glad you didn\u2019t listen to them. There is someone or in some cases a few someones for everyone. It\u2019s just a matter of finding each other.\u201d Gerri put her pen down and pinned Lyss with a serious stare. \u201cYou\u2019re obviously aware that I don\u2019t match women with just any man. They\u2019re paranormals. Mostly shifters.\u201d<\/p>\n She might be a hopeless romantic, but she wanted a man to love her like her father had her mother. Except, she wouldn\u2019t treat him like her mother had her father. Lyss wanted to feel that emotional connection with someone and know he cared about her just as much as she did for him. Her hopes that every relationship would progress into the love she wanted was why she\u2019d lasted so long in them. And why she always ended up disappointed.<\/p>\n She sighed and stared at Gerri. \u201cMy mother says I\u2019m a fool. That love doesn\u2019t exist. That I should give up on the idea.\u201d \u201cI want love,\u201d she murmured softly. \u201cI want to be wanted for once. Not just for the troubles I can fix for a man. I want to be wanted for who I am and what I can give back. I want to be loved.\u201d<\/p>\n Gerri nodded. \u201cAnd we will get you love.\u201d<\/p>\n \u00a9 Milly Taiden. Her Purrfect Match. 2014.<\/p>\n Meet Milly Taiden:<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n New York Times<\/em> & USA Today<\/em> Bestselling Author Milly Taiden (AKA April Angel) loves to write sexy stories. How sexy? So sexy they will surely make your ereader sizzle. Usually paranormal or contemporary, her stories are a great quick way to satisfy your craving for fun heroines with curves and sexy alphas with fur.<\/p>\n Milly lives in New York City with her hubby, their boy child and their little dog \u201cNeedy Speedy\u201d. She\u2019s aware she\u2019s bossy, is addicted to shoe shopping, chocolate (but who isn\u2019t, right?) and Dunkin\u2019 Donuts coffee.<\/p>\n She loves to meet new readers!<\/p>\n Mistress Milly’s Cray Cray Giveaway:<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n![\"add-to-goodreads\"](\"https:\/\/i2.wp.com\/havecoffeeneedbooks.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/add-to-goodreads.jpg?resize=195%2C61&ssl=1\")
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\nTally grinned. \u201cOkay, now that you have some company, I\u2019m going home early. I\u2019ll see you tomorrow.\u201d<\/p>\n
\n\u201cDon\u2019t you dare! Love exists. You just need the right man.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/p>\n<\/p>\n