Jul 10, 20195 min read

Spotlight New Release | DIRTY DAMSELS by Peggy Jaeger

I'm delighted to welcome back Peggy Jaeger to the Tavern today! We're celebrating her new release, Dirty Damsels! Grab a glass of champagne and lets take a peek at her new book!

5 tried and true cleaning hacks from Ella Jones, CEO of DIRTY DAMSELS

1. Straight VODKA can remove carpet stains – even red wine – fast. Pour a good amount of vodka from the bottle immediately onto a red wine carpet stain. Let sit for 15 minutes. Rinse with cold water, or with a portable carpet stain remover machine. 2. Use whitening toothpaste to clean the sidebars on refrigerators. Mold and other debris can get stuck in those little grooves on the doors of refrigerators. Put some whitening toothpaste on a wet toothbrush, scrub the grooves a few times then wipe clean with dry paper towels. The groove is now clean and once again white. 3. Clean the microwave with a bowl of lemon juice and boiling water. This is my favorite cleaning hack. Microwaves are a depository of stuck on food because people always forget to cover what they are heating. Fill a glass or microwave bowl with 3 cups of warm water and 3 tablespoons lemon juice. Place it in the microwave and hit “cook” for 7 minutes. The water will boil and the steam released softens the stuck-on foodstuffs. After 7 minutes, remove the bowl using oven mitts ( it will be hot!) and wipe down the interior of the microwave with a wet cloth or damp paper towels. The machine is now clean and smells great! 4. Clean wooden cutting boards with Kosher salt and half a lemon. Cutting boards are notorious for keeping odors and bacteria embedded within them. After using one, rinse it in warm water ( no dish detergent, please!) then spread about 2 tablespoons of Kosher salt over it, and using half of a cut lemon as your scrub brush, scrub the salt over the board. The lemon juice activates the salt to act as an abrasive, and scrubs out all the bacteria and odors. Rinse with warm water and let air dry. 5. Use Playdough to remove spilled glitter. Anyone with a 2-6 year old has Playdough in the house. And glitter! If any spills, you know what a nightmare it is to get out of a rug or off the floor. Get some Playdough, roll it into a ball and then roll it around and over the glitter. Instant clean up!

Backcover blurb from Dirty Damsels:

When I first saw Cynderella all covered in soot in that sexy maid uniform, I knew I wanted to be her Prince.

She’s a small and savvy businesswoman who’s built her cleaning company from the ground up. But now that Dirty Damsels is booming, I’ve been hired to arrange a hostile takeover.

But the temptation of having her was too much to ignore… We ended up spending one night together—a night neither of will forget. Now, I want more. I need more. I want to spend every night, skin-on-skin, with my beautiful Ella.

Problem is, when she finds out who I really am, she’ll never forgive me.

Excerpt:

I turned and there he was, in all his life-sized magnificence, coming towards us.

Dressed again in an unbelievably well cut and fitted black pinstripe suit, baby blue shirt and deep, deep blue tie, his stride ate up the floor beneath him. Shoes polished to a high, buffed sheen peeped from under trouser legs hiding what I knew personally were well-toned, corded calves. Calves I’d run my fingers, toes, and tongue up and down.

His gaze was trained on his aunt, but as he got within touching distance it shifted to me. Recognition bloomed in a nano-second, as I heard Calista say, “Buddy, come meet someone very dear to me.”

Without speaking, his eyes widened and his hands reached out. It looked as if he were going to take me in his arms. While his smile broadened, I did a quick half turn, stuck out my hand and pulled one of his into it, stopping him mid-stride. “Ella Jones.” I pumped his hand and squeezed. “Your Aunt mentioned you were in town, visiting, for a few days. It’s nice to meet you. I adore your aunt.”

I’d plastered what might have been a maniacal looking smile on my face as I rushed through the greeting, hoping against hope he’d get the hint and not give away the fact we’d not only met, but had done the horizontal nasty together.

His brown furrowed a little over those gorgeous dragon eyes, but he – thankfully – got my intention. He squeezed my hand back and nodded. “It’s nice to meet you.” After a moment he added, “Ella.”

Hearing my name spoken through those thick, full lips, lips I wanted desperately to press against my own, was almost my undoing. This was a man who’d I’d broken my self imposed celibacy for, and who’d made me remember why I was glad I was born a woman. He was also a man who might be instrumental in the possible downfall of my business.

But Lord, having him stand so close I could inhale the spicy tang of his aftershave, feel the natural heat he exuded waft over and engulf me, was too much.

I needed to get away before I either kissed him silly or slugged him senseless with a left hook. Before he could say anything else I dropped his hand and turned back to Cal.

“I don’t want to be late,” I told her with another quick buss to her cheek. Before I sprinted away from them, I stole one more quick glance at Buddy and said over my shoulder, “It was nice meeting you. Enjoy your stay.”

“I intend to,” was the response I heard. “Thanks.”

Dear Jesus, how I made my way out of the hotel without falling flat on my face I will never know.

Buy Links:

Amazon: Exclusive to KU readers for free

Kindle version: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07TBBPHM8

Print Version: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1640348409

About the Author:

Peggy Jaeger is a contemporary romance writer who writes Romantic Comedies about strong women, the families who support them, and the men who can’t live without them. If she can make you cry on one page and bring you out of tears rolling with laughter the next, she’s done her job as a writer! Family and food play huge roles in Peggy’s stories because she believes there is nothing that holds a family structure together like sharing a meal…or two…or ten. Dotted with humor and characters that are as real as they are loving, she brings all topics of daily life into her stories: life, death, sibling rivalry, illness and the desire for everyone to find their own happily ever after. Growing up the only child of divorced parents she longed for sisters, brothers and a family that vowed to stick together no matter what came their way. Through her books, she’s created the families she wanted as that lonely child. When she’s not writing Peggy is usually painting, crafting, scrapbooking or decoupaging old steamer trunks she finds at rummage stores and garage sales. A lifelong and avid romance reader and writer, Peggy is a member of RWA and her local New Hampshire RWA Chapter. As a lifelong diarist, she caught the blogging bug early on, and you can visit her at peggyjaeger.com where she blogs daily about life, writing, and stuff that makes her go "What??!"