Moonlight & Moet by Madison Michael
Welcome to Mary's Garden. Madison Michael is visiting this week. First lets have a garden tip. I'm borrowing one from the Mother Nature Network.
Winter Do's:
Bring in houseplants. Spray both sides of the leaves with an insecticidal soap and water thoroughly with an insecticidal drench that is safe for people and pets to kill hitchhiking critters. Position plants indoors where they will receive indirect, bright light for at least five hours a day. Be sure to keep them away from drafts and heating vents and water sparingly because most houseplants do not actively grow in winter.
Welcome Madison.

Moonlight and Moet
B and B Billionaire Romance Series (Book 2)
By Madison Michael
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About Moonlight and Moet:

When her husband publicly cheats on her, Leigh Dobbs trades her humiliating reputation as an ice queen and a hometown that shuns her for the unknown of rural North Carolina. Taking over a small bed and breakfast, Leigh sets out to restore it, her dignity and her life. Excited at the prospect of adding more rooms and a full-service restaurant, Leighās big plans encounter the brick wall that is Caleb Rausch. Sparks fly even as Caleb votes no on the planning commission, crushing Leighās dreams.
Handsome powerhouse Caleb Rausch is a man on a mission, expanding his huge corporation without encroaching on the small town where it resides. His commitment to his products, employees and historic preservation are unwavering. Whatās lacking is his commitment to one woman. Caleb is the most eligible bachelor in three states, dating celebrities and models, but never settling down. Until now.
Even as Caleb forces Leighās expansion plans on hold, the couple moves full-steam-ahead on their relationship, unable to resist the mutual attraction. So why, after a steamy night together, does Caleb disappear for weeks? Has Leigh put her heart out there again, just to be played?
Will the magic of a moonlit night be enough to kindle their love or will Calebās constant disappearing act prevent him from melting this ice queenās heart?
Moonlight & Moet Amazon Buy Link: https://amzn.to/2DDXQm9

Excerpt:
Other Books in the B&B Billionaire Romance Series:
About the Author:
Madison Michael is an indie publisher, blogger and the author of the Beguiling Bachelor Series as well as the novella Desire and Dessert, from her sizzling B&B Billionaire Bachelor series.
Thank you, Madison, for dropping by and sharing.
Exhausted and anxious to return home, Leigh wasnāt paying attention as she stepped out the door of the small law office at the end of the row of storefronts. Leigh went down hard on the cement, her skirt flying up, her brochures flying. A shook-up Leigh assessed the damage and caught her breath. Her dignity was beyond repair.
Leigh was brushing the dirt from her palms, scraped from trying to break her fall when a shadow blocked the sun, and a large, dirty hand, attached to a long, strong arm reached down to assist her. Leighās gaze followed the flannel covered forearm up over a muscled bicep and continued until her scrutiny was arrested by a pair of coffee-colored eyes surrounded by the deep laugh lines of an outdoorsman. He was staring vast expanse of creamy thigh and more than a hint of her magenta panties. His expression told Leigh that he liked what he saw.
Leigh clumsily scrambled to lower her dress, gather the brochures fluttering in the breeze, and take the proffered hand all at once. Several pamphlets escaped down the sidewalk, but she quickly forgot them as she was lifted like a feather against her mountainās chest and too swiftly placed gently on her feet. She winced when the blisters made contact with the hard surface beneath them and the lumberjack buried behind a grizzly bear beard reacted.
āInjured, little lady?ā he asked with concern. āLet me help you get you to urgent care.
"That won't be necessary,"
Leigh responded, smoothing her dress to cover her embarrassment and interest.
Leigh responded, smoothing her dress to cover her embarrassment and interest.
"Then at least let me help you to your destination.ā
āI was just heading to my car, down the ways,ā Leigh tried to gesture with the arm the man still held. āBut, Iām fine. Really. I can take it from here.ā
āFine, indeed,ā Grizzly Adams replied in a sarcastic, deep baritone.
He was tall, covered in a subtle sheen of dirt and sweat, but Leigh quickly realized the shirt under her fingertips was the finest wool and his boots, caked in an inch of dried mud, were Scarpa Phantom 8000's. He was a very wealthy Grizzly Adams, and a dedicated hiker too. Those boots were featured in the mountaineering store up the road for over $1000, way too rich for Leighās blood.
He stood still, his smile twitching as caught Leigh checking him out. Then, without warning, he swept her into his arms, carefully adjusted her dress to modestly cover her behind while managing to slide his hand all along them. The man was a pro. Leigh couldn't fault his effort, even as she realized he was copping a feel. Carrying her easily, he began taking long strides in the direction she had pointed.
āThis is completely unnecessary,ā Leigh repeated more than once, interspersed with āput me down, pleaseā and āReally I can walk.ā
He ignored them all, speaking right over her repeated and flustered objections.
He ignored them all, speaking right over her repeated and flustered objections.
āYou took a nasty fall there. People are always missing that last step." His face was too close and too handsome. He smelled of the outdoors - pine, sweat and sunshine. It was intoxicating.
āAre you sure you wouldnāt prefer I took you over to the docās office or the urgent care?ā
āJust to my car, thanks,ā Leigh requested, done trying to argue with the hard-muscled man. Who was she kidding? It felt incredible to rest against his broad chest, his arms holding her securely and his minty breath blowing on her face. He may have been filthy, a bearded mountain man who was certainly not her type, but he was sexy as hell. Leigh wished her car was miles away.
āWill you be ok to drive, Missā¦ā
āLeigh.ā
āMiss Leigh,ā he repeated, caressing her name. āAre you sure youāll be alright to drive?ā
Leigh bobbed her head in the affirmative. She loved resting her head against the power of this manās chest, secure in his firm grip. Leigh looked up at him from under her eyelashes, admiring what she saw. She could tell that under the caked on mud and scruff, he was handsome, with a cocky smile and those laughing eyes. She wished she could see more.
āThis is my car,ā she finally motioned. āThank you, Mrā¦ā
āYouāre certain you can drive?ā he asked in his slow, smooth drawl, ignoring her question.
āIām not going far,ā Leigh reassured him. āIāll be fine.ā
The mountain man placed Leigh on her feet, holding her by the waist as if waiting for reassurance that she was solidly standing. Leigh looked down as if to assure herself both feet were there and with a deep breath made eye contact. The man was a head taller, broad and powerful, and staring at her as if he wanted to devour her. A hot flush filled Leigh's cheeks, and she extended a hand to shake his.
āWell, thank you again. You certainly turned out to be my knight in shining armor today,ā she jested.
āWell, Miss Leigh, then I guess I get my knightās favor,ā the man responded with a devilish grin. Leigh was still registering his warning when he lowered his head to hers and placed his warm lips upon her cooler ones.



A Chicago native and hopeless romantic, Maddy was raised on Chicago culture, fairy tales, great literature and swashbuckling movies. Maddy employs that history, writing steamy contemporary romance novels set against the sumptuous backdrop of Chicagoās elite society.
After receiving a BA in Journalism from the University of Illinois and an MBA from Loyola University of Chicago, Madison abandoned her writing to find her way in the corporate business world. Daughter of a librarian, it was inevitable that she would return to the world of books.
Maddy writes from high above Chicago where she can stare at its gorgeous skyline or the shores of Lake Michigan surrounded by feline assistants. When she is not writing,, Maddy can be found lost in a book, fighting for the rights of the mentally iil or dining on Chicagoās famous cuisine. Hot dogs and pizza, anyone?
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Thank you, Madison, for dropping by and sharing.
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