Laid in Show

By Tuesday Morrigan

During one scintillating weekend, best friends River and Lark discover that there's more to dog shows than ribbons and some of the best performances happen outside the ring.

Lark Burk is horrified to find that she is going to go into heat the first day of her dog's first big show. But she realises that there won't be a single eligible bachelor at the show, every male there will be gay and immune to her pheromones, right? Knowing she cannot turn down the opportunity to showcase her dog, Marilyn Monroe Burton, she bets that she'll be safer at the dog show than anywhere else in NYC during her time of heat.

River Stone has been friends with Lark since college and wouldn't dare miss the chance to support his best friend and her pet at the Westminster Dog Show. The moment the two are reunited, there is no denying the sexual chemistry between them. The sparks are intense and oh so pleasurable.

But when her time of heat is over, Lark is left to wonder if there is something more between them.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Totally Bound Publishing
• Release date: Apr 13, 2009
• ISBN: 9781907010194

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Laid in Show

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©Copyright Tuesday Morrigan 2008

Cover Art by Lyn Taylor ©Copyright April 2009

Edited by Christine Riley

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LAID IN SHOW

Tuesday Morrigan

Dedication

To Piper, my beta reader, and my editors. You all make me want to be a better writer.

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Westminster Dog Show: WESTMINSTER KENNEL CLUB CORPORATION

Madison Square Garden: MSG Eden Corporation

Chapter One

Show Time

You’re sure—like three thousand percent sure—that I won’t have any problems if I go to the dog show? Lark followed the question with a look meant to convey the importance of her sister’s response.

Robin simply glared back. Unperturbed, she replied slowly. You have nothing to worry about.

Lark got the distinct impression that Robin believed if she said the words enough, Lark would stop questioning her declaration.

Lark snorted. She wasn’t mentally handicapped. She was cautious.

Robin pointed to the computer screen behind her, all the while holding Lark’s gaze. Read it for yourself. Again. According to every credible biological experiment, homosexual males are not attracted to heterosexual female pheromones. There are several experiments that point to the fact that homosexual men and heterosexual females excrete the same pheromones. Thus, not a single one of the legion of gay men at the dog show will be attracted to you as a result of your pheromones. Plus, you must remember that as an Ipele descendant you are only going to be irresistible to men in their prime who are heterosexual. Robin smirked. And from what I’ve seen of the pictures from the last few shows, the men are neither.

Oh shut up, Robin. This is Marilyn Monroe Stone’s time to shine. I don’t care who or what those men are as long as they pin her with a ribbon.

Here, Robin said as she handed Lark a small perfume bottle. It’s a pheromone blocker. It only works for a short period of time, but it should be enough to get in and out of the dog show.

Have I told you how much I love you? Lark asked with a smile.

Robin watched her for several moments. You and that dog are sick, she declared before turning back to her computer.

Lark barely stifled the urge to stick out her tongue at her sister’s back. There was something about her older sister that brought out the worst in Lark. You just don’t understand our relationship, she murmured as she grabbed her suitcase.

You’re damn right I don’t. I do, however, understand that you need a man.

* * * *

Eight hours later, as Lark drove into the public parking lot with the outrageous per hour rate, she was still pondering her sister’s comment. The fact was her sister had hit her biggest problem