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Jackie Lau Biography

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“At the liquor store, we select a bottle of wine based on one very important factor: price. The cheaper the better. Then we head home, change into comfier clothes, pull out our plastic wineglasses (very classy), and start up a K-drama that we've been meaning to watch for ages. See? This is the great thing about being in your thirties, childless, and living with a roommate. You can do things like this, whereas Allison is probably wrangling her children into bed, trying to reason with them about monsters under the bed or similar.”

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Book:Love, Lies, and Cherry Pie
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“Now we need to put buttercream on the sides, since we're not doing a naked cake..." She put a hand to her mouth. Oh, hell. He'd---barely---managed to keep quiet when she found excuses to touch him, but he wasn't going to let that go. He put down the spatula. "Did you say something about naked cakes?" Yes, Lindsay had mentioned naked cakes. clearly, she hadn't been thinking straight. This wasn't the best topic of conversation around Ryan Kwok, but it was difficult to think clearly in his presence----especially when he was wearing that dark T-shirt that clung to his muscles----so she just opened her mouth and words came out. "Naked cakes are...well...they've become popular in the past several years. You don't put frosting on the outside, so you can see all the different layers. There are also semi-naked cakes, which are..." To her horror, she'd forgotten. She wasn't even sure she'd be able to make chocolate ganache right now. Ryan's lips quirked in a way that said, I know exactly what you're thinking. "What are semi-naked cakes, Lindsay? Is that what happens when I take off my shirt before I eat some cake?" He reached around to the knot he'd tied at the back of his apron. Oh God. Did he intend to get semi-naked in the kitchen?”

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Book:Donut Fall in Love
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“You taste like chocolate buttercream," he murmured against her lips. "I had to taste it to make sure you did an adequate job." "Mmm. I think I did a more than adequate job." "Cocky." He smiled against her lips before kissing her again. He swirled his tongue into her mouth and she gasped, pressing herself more firmly against him, wrapping one leg around his. His hands moved to her hips to keep her steady, and hers moved up to his neck. He pressed her against the edge of the counter, and she almost bit him when she felt his erection at the apex of her legs. It made her greedier, and it made everything a little sloppy---but in a good way. Because it was Ryan, and she'd wanted him for a while now.”

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“I want to take ten gazillion photos and put them on Instagram, since I'm proud of myself for baking and decorating this cake when I was horny as fuck." "Did you just say...?" "Did I just say what, Lindsay?" He wanted her to repeat his words, damn him. "That you're horny as fuck?" she said. "Might have done," he said innocently, as he started removing his clothes. No, his apron. He was only removing his apron. She did the same and hung it on a peg, bumping into him in the process. An accident. She hadn't done that on purpose. But then she was in his arms again, and he was kissing her, and God, why was he so good at this? His hands slipped beneath her T-shirt, touching her skin above the waistband of her jeans. It was enough to nearly make her combust, and at the same time, it frustrated her. She wrapped a leg around him and tried to climb him like a tree. He laughed softly, in a way that made her insides turn into runny strawberry filling”

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“Sunday morning, I make a few posts on social media, something I'm supposed to do as an author to promote myself, but I'm rather unconvinced of the efficacy of posting things like cherry pie milkshake pictures to sell a book that's partially about generational trauma. Not that I have a photo of that milkshake, but it did sound delicious. I can't justify the cost, though if I'd ordered it, I would definitely have posted the picture. Just like I posted a picture of the "chocolate cake" donut I bought a few weeks ago. It wasn't a cake donut but a yeast donut, dipped in chocolate ganache and chocolate cake crumbs, then topped with an actual piece of chocolate cake.”

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Book:Love, Lies, and Cherry Pie
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“Holy shit! Fifteen bucks for a milkshake!" I exclaim, looking at the poster for the special of the month: cherry pie milkshake. I, personally, consider fifteen bucks to be too much for a drink that doesn't have alcohol. But as I study the photo, the price point starts to make sense. The milkshake is literally topped with a slice of cherry pie, which is then topped with vanilla ice cream. And it's, like, a full slice of cherry pie, not some itty-bitty version. "It's two desserts in one," Paige says. "Really stretching the definition of a milkshake.”

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Book:Love, Lies, and Cherry Pie
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“I was clear from the very beginning that I didn't want kids, so it's not like I misled him. But then I realized he thought I'd change my mind." "Ugh. I hate when men think you don't know yourself." "Occasionally, people do change their minds, but I've known since I was sixteen." Vivian paused. "With all the time I spent looking after my younger brothers and sister, I realized I didn't want to go through that again. And I'm really not a fan of the baby and toddler stages. Toddler logic and tantrums?" She shuddered.”

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Book:Donut Fall in Love
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“I wanted him to point to something in particular; I wanted to know exactly what the problem was so I could fix it. I wished it could be like a difficult question on an exam. If I'd studied hard and prepared for it, I could solve it. Except people's feelings don't work that way, and my long-term relationship had gone up in smoke, even though, as far as I knew, nothing had started the fire.”

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Book:Love, Lies, and Cherry Pie
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“They'd eaten dinner in bed, and Lindsay had accidentally dropped an edamame bean down her towel dress, which he'd needed to fish out. With his mouth, naturally. "Ohhh," she moaned again. Was she trying to kill him? "My dick is hard enough to hammer nails," he said, gritting his teeth. 'I could be a proper handyman now." She didn't seem to hear him. She was too busy moaning as he rubbed her foot, using one of the techniques he'd discovered using Google. This would be the end of him. When she shimmied a little to adjust her position, her towel dress split apart, and fuck, it was a beautiful view. Her skin was so dewy, but her nipples were tight buds... He could be a fairly patient man at times, but this was testing his limits. "That's it," he growled. "I'll do the other foot afterward." "After...?" A moment later, he was on top of her. He slipped his hand down her body, cupping her mound as his middle finger slid inside her. She made some noises that were even better than the ones she'd made earlier, and she certainly squirmed more than she had during the foot massage. He grinned down at her. "How does that feel? Am I hitting the right spot?" "Yeah, that's a good...spot," she said in a strangled voice. He thrust a finger inside her before bending down and bringing the peak of her nipple into his mouth. She jerked beneath him. "What about that spot?" he asked, raising his head. In response, she cupped the back of his head and brought it down to her other breast. He tugged the brownish pink tip into his mouth as he continued to pleasure her between her legs. "Ryan," she moaned, raking her nails over his back. He didn't care about anything but making her feel good right now. He slid down her body and circled his tongue over her clit before feasting on her. "Is that the right spot?" Her inarticulate response was certainly gratifying, and when he looked up, she shoved his head back down. He chuckled. It didn't take long before she was coming apart, bucking against his face, twisting the sheets in her hands. He moved up her body and kissed her slowly, reverently on the lips as he fumbled for a condom. When he finally managed to roll it on, his hands shaking, he positioned his erection at her entrance and pushed inside. Sex was different with her than with other women. Not that sex had been bad for him before, and not that his partners hadn't enjoyed themselves---he always made sure of it. But. This. This was something else entirely. She ran her foot over the back of his leg, and he groaned as he pumped inside her. Her lips were parted, and he needed to kiss them. So, he did. She met him greedily, and that spurred him on. He didn't move faster; rather, he moved deeper. Filling her up, pulling back... again and again... When he stopped kissing her, he watched every little change in her expression, and then her face contorted in the loveliest way, and she cried out.”

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“Yes, they got along and maybe he was attracted to her. It was within the realm of possibility. And if he propositioned her, she'd sleep with him. She couldn't imagine him wanting more than that, but maybe he'd want to have some fun, and she trusted him to treat her well. Yep, she could have a little more fun before she tried to have a real relationship. She recalled seeing him with wet hair yesterday, and she pictured him wearing just a towel slung low on his hips, like in that one scene in That Kind of Wedding. And then he'd go to her. She'd be naked in a four-poster-bed----this was her imagination, after all----and he'd slip under the covers and slide his hand between her legs... No, she had to stop fantasizing before she got carried away. She'd leave that for later, for when she was in bed with one of her trusty toys.”

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