*~*Love Notes: Jake to Asha – Professor Feelgood by Leisa Rayven*~*

 

What’s a girl to do when a man who’s countless shades of wrong feels oh-so-right?

Ambitious book editor Asha Tate is a hopeless romantic. Despite her mediocre track record with men, she believes in swooning, sighing, and the everlasting love of true soul mates. Sure, sex is okay, but she’s not someone who’s ever been driven by her animal urges.

Until now.

When Asha stumbles upon the scorching hot Instagram feed of someone calling himself Professor Feelgood, she falls in lust for the first time. Not only is she left panting over the professor’s insane body, but his angst-filled poetry about losing his one true love speaks straight to her soul.

Desperately in need of a bestseller for her struggling publishing company, Asha knows the professor’s potential to sell to his millions of loyal followers could be the lifeline her bosses need. However, the ink is barely dry on a book deal before she realizes she’s made a terrible mistake. Sure, the professor is incredibly talented and sexier than any man has a right to be, but the man behind the persona isn’t at all who she pictured. In real life, he’s intense, arrogant and infuriating, and his uncanny ability to rub her the wrong way turns her dream project into a total nightmare.

Knowing that the professor is everything she doesn’t want in a man should help Asha ignore her occasional urges to mount him, but she quickly learns that explosive, unwanted chemistry can make even smart people do stupid things.

Don’t miss this sexy new standalone from the international bestselling author of Bad Romeo and Broken Juliet

Title: Mister Romance (Masters of Love Series Book #1)

Author: Leisa Rayven

Max Riley is the man of your dreams. Or at least he will be, for a price.

As his alter-ego Mister Romance, Max is a drop-dead gorgeous escort who makes romantic fantasies come to life. No sex, just swoon-worthy dates to die for, and the cream of New York’s socialites can’t get enough. Whether they want a dominating billionaire, bad boy with a heart of gold, hot geek, sexy biker, or best friend who loves them from afar, Max can make it all happen, but he’s careful to keep his real identity a secret.

Enter investigative journalist Eden Tate. Having caught wind of the urban legend of Mister Romance from a lovestruck client, Eden is determined to publish a scathing expose on Max and his ability to swindle lonely society women out of their fortunes.

Desperate to protect his anonymity and his clients, Max challenges Eden to give him three dates. If she doesn’t fall in love with him, she can run her story with his blessing. If she succumbs to his charms, the story dies.

Cynical Eden has no doubt she can resist his fake romance personas, but when the real Max admits he’s falling for her, she has to decide if the professional liar is telling the truth, or if the passionate man with the mysterious past is just one more character designed to con her out of her career-making story.

Don’t miss this sizzling new standalone from the internationally best selling author of Bad Romeo, Broken Juliet, and Wicked Heart.

 

Jake’s Note is PERFECTION!!!!  Gah, I love this man!

 

Keep reading to see the full Love Note!

 

To my beautiful Asha,

It’s our first Valentine’s Day together, and I wanted to write something meaningful about the exact moment I fell in love with you, but I’ve been sitting here for an hour now and realize I’ve set myself an impossible task.

Was it love the first time I saw you when I was three, and you were a red-haired angel staring at me like I was some wild, exotic creature you wanted to tame?

Or was it when we were four and you kissed my filthy foot better after I stood on a nail?

Or did my heart become yours the first time I crawled through your bedroom window after one of my dad’s regular beatings? I was five, and even though you must have already suspected what went on at my place after dad had been drinking because our walls were paper-thin, you still seemed surprised when I stood in front of you crying and wiping the blood from my busted lip.

I was embarrassed for you to see me like that, but by that point, you and your family had become my safe haven, and I was tired of dealing with his abuse alone.

I remember how red your face got as you took in every scrape and bruise. How your little hands curled into fists and your mouth pressed into a thin, furious line. You looked like Jean Grey from X-Men when she turns into Dark Phoenix; like you would have melted my father’s face off if he were in front of you in that moment.

Still with fire in your eyes, you walked over to me slowly, your expression softening with each step. And then, without saying a word, you put your arms around my neck and hugged me, and even though I wanted to be brave and show you I was as tough as I pretended to be, I ended up clinging to you as I let out years of hurt, loneliness, and frustration.

That was the first night I slept in your bed, our tiny hands intertwined, and in the morning, when you said I could sleep in your bed every night if it meant my dad wouldn’t hurt me anymore, I smiled so wide my lip started bleeding again.

That was the moment I knew that as long as you were beside me, I could deal with anything my shitty life had to offer, and since that day, I’ve fallen in love with you countless times in millions of different ways. Every time you smiled at me or touched me. Hell, even when you were yelling at me.

You’re my one and only, Asha. My love. My light. My reason for being.

As often as my heart has beaten since the day we met, it has beaten only for you, and that’s not going to change until the day it beats no more.

I was going to ask you to be my Valentine, but even if you refused, (which you won’t), I have no doubt my arrow-punctured heart is a perfect reflection of yours, and we have no choice than to live with that sweet, intoxicating reality.

I love you, Asha Tate. Always have. Always will.

Thank you for giving me the most precious thing I own: the gift of you.

I’ll treasure it forever.

Jake x

 

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Writing has always been a passion for Leisa, and even though she originally intended to be an actress, it wasn’t long into her time at drama school that she began writing plays.

Those plays were bad. Very bad. Well, her friends thought they were good, but that’s because they were always cast in them and any opportunity to be on stage was met with an obnoxious amount of enthusiasm.

Since then, she’s honed her craft, and several of her plays have been produced and toured throughout Australia.

These days, playwriting has given way to fiction writing, and Leisa’s debut novel, BAD ROMEO, will be available in a worldwide release through Macmillan Publishing in December 2014.

Leisa lives in Australia with her husband, two little boys, three cats, and a kangaroo named Howard.

(Howard may or may not be her imaginary marsupial friend. Everyone should have one.)