#thefavor

[tastydelight]

DAMN FINE Elizabeth McGovern in The Favor 1994

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Need to see this movie .

[msmenna]

This is a great movie with a very young Brad Pitt, Elizabeth McGovern and Bill Pullman.

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Happy Thursday! . My first review for June is for The Favor by Nora Murphy. A riveting debut domestic thriller. . 📖📖📖📖📖📖📖📖📖📖📖📖📖📖 Book Review: . I just loved this debut novel. Nora Murphy is definitely the latest author I will be watching out for new books from. . I love the situation in the story because it exemplifies how anybody can fall prey to an abusive person, even intelligent, accomplished women. Domestic abuse victims are handled sensitively and with the utmost respect in this story. "I am someone like you." That quote says it all, doesn't it? The story gives a sense of "you're not alone" to victims in the best possible way. . The tale had me riveted. Discovering how the two women came to be linked and how the story plays out is utterly and positively compelling from the first page to the last. I found the plot, though not original, to be rewarding and fascinating and to fulfill every reader's innermost need in stories such as this. . I became confused early on as the story switched timelines and 1st person narrators rather frequently. But once the story settled a bit, I could follow much more effortlessly. There are three 1st person narrators: Leah, McKenna, and a detective, and each tells a tale as equally compelling as the others. . I don't want to say too much because I would hate to ruin the surprise of this story. Still, I can say that it contains exciting twists and turns, loads of suspense, and an ending that will have you contemplating how small the world really is. Also, the author's note is worth reading as it gave me an even greater appreciation for the story and how it is told. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ 📖📖📖📖📖📖📖📖📖📖📖📖📖📖 . What is your first read for the month? . Mine is a fantasy story called Son of Shadow by John Lenahan which is a story being published by a small publishing house based in the UK. It’s inspired by Celtic mythology and even includes leprechauns! . . . . #allthebooksjune22 #readingnow #thefavor #noramurphy #domesticthriller #thrillerthursday #thrillerbooks #thriller #thrillerreads #thrillerbook #thrillerbooksaddict #thrillerreader #tessatalksbooks #bookblogger #bookbloggersofinstagram #bookbloggerlife (at Lake Davidson) https://www.instagram.com/p/CeT4v48rrkN/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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#TheFavor Aedan and Sawyer {@ASmallTownDoc @JustOneMoreTmrw}

::After my talk with #Abigale at the print shop I felt so much better, she told me who to talk to and I could even begin to tell you how relieved I was. Of course once I got in the car I googled the infamous Doctor Aedan McLoughlin, reading what I could about him. I stuck to the papers here in town and his qualifications the remainder about his life growing up seem like I was invading his life or getting ready to run some article. I wasn't. I just needed the basics for an intro that was all. Once I had all I needed I grinned softly, turned the car over and headed towards his office hoping he could help me. Even just a little with my show. At this point if he didn't I would be running around like a chicken with my head cut off wildly handing out invites, maybe quite possibly clucking while I did so. I chuckled quietly to myself while I parked across the street from his clinic and let myself out of the vehicle to grab a few  invites before making my way across the street. I hummed quietly to myself before I pulled open the door and was greeted by the friendliest receptionist I have ever met.:: "Have a seat, Miss. Edwards and I'll let Dr. McLoughlin know he has a visitor." ::She even winked as I took a seat, I couldn't help but blush. There was something about her that made you feel completely at ease and I think that was one of the reasons he must have hired her. I pulled out my planner to take a few more notes while I waited, then pulled out my phone and added the millions of new requests from the copious amounts of emails #Diedre had sent to "check in"::

Aed: 

||It was a typical day for me, meaning nothing more remarkable than diagnosing and treating a poison ivy rash to explaining for the hundredth time to Old Man Iler that bacon if eaten in moderation is okay.

“You young whipper snappers change that every other month. It’s good. It’s bad. I’m 97 years old, if I keel over at the kitchen table then the good Lord saw fit to call me home.”

It was a losing battle that kept his daughter up to her eyes in worry and since she insisted that he not be placed in a nursing home it wouldn’t resolve itself until he passed. I was pulled from my thoughts when Mrs. Willmont poked her head into my office. “Aedan, your next appointment is here. General checkup to establish as a patient.”|| Thanks, Mrs. Willmont. Is she done the initial paperwork? ||Until that exact moment I’d never truly believed you could hear someone roll their eyes. I was wrong and my office manager/receptionist/godsend made a tsk noise.|| Sorry, ma’am. ||Her good natured laughter followed her out to the main area where I heard her direct someone named Sawyer to follow her to room 2.||

Sawyer:

::I was lost in emails, grumbling under my breath in reply to the nasty few Id gotten in haste of my lack of rushing to #Deidre's immediate attention. Did she really think I sat around all day and awaited her messages? My head lifted with a slight grin as I shook my head, I already knew the answer to that question. Of course she did.::

“Sawyer? Follow me please, Room 2 is ready for you.”

Thank you ::I flashed a smile the receptionists way before I felt her gently press her hand against my back, nudging me to get my full attention. I wasn't so much started as surprised.:: “Whoever that is on the phone that's got you so riled up, I wouldn't give them another thought. Erase and move on. You're far too beautiful to frown my dear.” ::I barely manage to open my mouth before she closed the door with a wink and vanished from view, if only the world was filled with more women like her. Not only would it be a better place but it would probably have a lot less anger in it.

My bag came to rest on the table I was probably meant to sit on while I took a quick look around, the office was simple which I enjoyed. Me being me, I couldn't help taking a look in a few of the drawers while I waited. I'm sure the doc would be a little while longer::

Aed: “All set, my dear.”

||The salacious wink that Mrs. Willmont gave me had me blushing. How a woman half my size and close to my mother’s age made me either feel like a teen boy caught looking at his crush or a recalcitrant toddler if I was cross with anyone, it was up for debate but it happened more than I cared to admit. Her husband said she was feisty and I wholeheartedly agreed, it only endeared her more in my eyes. Standing, I cleared my throat and went to the proper door, knocking softly. I’d been here nearly two years but I still had nerves when meeting a new patient. Old Doc. Moore didn’t just sell me his practice but his idea of small town medicine and why it was an art that shouldn’t die, I agreed. House calls had fallen out of fashion decades ago, not here and while people were refused at other offices for no insurance I was more than happy to take payments or car repairs, lawn mowing and so on. Being a doctor wasn’t about the prestige or lucrative salary for me it was caring about and taking care of people; it was a simple concept.||

Sawyer:

::I pushed aside a few of the samples that were in my way hoping to find some sort of picture of the doc I was about to meet, maybe an old newspaper clipping or business card. But I found bubbkiss. Absolutely nothing. I had no idea who was going to walk through that door, shit. My eyes widened instantly when I realized what was happening:: Oh crap. No. ::I meant to shut the drawer quietly and dash over to the bed, take a seat like I'd been there waiting casually all along. That wasn't how it went at all. I heard the knock, panicked then slammed the drawer proceeded to trip over my own heels and nearly knock myself out on the small stool that would have assisted me onto the bed where I would have sat. I groaned loudly and just sat there for a second fully aware by the pair of shoes now joining me in the room the doc had arrived. I laughed cause honestly it was all I could do before I found my feet then straightened myself out. It wasn't until my eyes lifted that my jaw nearly hit the floor, I was gonna need a moment.::

Aed: 

||Normal protocol was to wait for my knock to be acknowledged but from the sounds coming from behind the door I rushed in and nearly let my laugh slip at what I saw. On the foot stool sat a stunning blonde who apparently was a bit of a snoop and mildly klutzy. Just as I was about to offer my hand, she popped up from her seat and blushed from the top of her head to the tips of her toes.|| Ms. Sawyer, did you find the swabs to be in order? ||This time I did chuckle and heard a feminine snicker from down the hall, apparently Mrs. Willmont found it funny too.||

Sawyer:

::Two things popped into mind; First was, was I wearing skirt because at this point it may have been hiked all too high for the first meeting with the doc and second I was already thinking of a second meeting. Both hands drop to smooth out the fabric only to let out a small sigh of relief when I realized nothing was riding to far above the knee, still flushed I chuckled tucking a few strands of hair behind my ears focusing my attention on the good doc:: Swabs are in immaculate condition, I must say. Do you often keep them in size order? ::Dear lord I was flirting already, Sawyer stop. Work. Focus woman. Christ. I shook my head desperately trying to reign myself in all while trying to look professional. But then again I'm sure that look got tossed out when I kissed the stool moments ago::

Aed: 

||Professionalism is a concept that I pride myself on but with this woman it was a task.|| Of course, Ms. Sawyer. Chaos would ensue if the swabs were so much as a millimeter out of place. ||Humor danced in my eyes.|| How can I help you today? The stool will be punished for its transgressions, attacking patients is unacceptable after all. ||Closing the door on the sound of Mrs. Willmont’s laughter, I leaned my hip against the cabinet.||

Sawyer:

::Yup, this was a losing battle and he was on the conquering side. My eyes once again betrayed me as they looked him over before I bit down hard enough again into my lip to shake myself out of my reverie:: I was actually here to ask for your help, Dr. McLoughlin, I’m throwing a small party more like a gallery showing of some of my photographs. Since I’ve only been here barely over three weeks and know absolutely no one except for the fantastic woman at the printing shop and your receptionist, who by the way I swear thinks we are doing more than just meeting right now ::I chuckled softly, shaking my head while I shifted just enough to dig out my portfolio and an invite:: Basically you’d be helping me hand these out, I figure if you came along with me people would be more likely to show up and if you wanted to take a look to see what you’d be selling... ::I blushed instantly hating how I was making this sound, it wasn’t what I wanted to say at all:: This isn’t how I wanted to say it all. Just take a look my photos, and let me know what you think, then we can move on to the other stuff. ::And just like that my nerves hit me like a sack of bricks::

Aed: 

||I was instantly enchanted not just by the jumbled word vomit but by the blush that stained your cheeks. My fingers loosened their grip on the counter as you continued.|| I’d love to take a look and please call me Aedan. Doctor McLoughlin makes me look for my father and or my mother. ||Waving a dismissive hand at myself. I opened the portfolio on the examination table and flipped through a number of pages before closing it.|| You’re very talented, Ms. Sawyer. It takes someone special to evoke a response from a viewer when the image is of the mundane. I’d be more than happy to pass out fliers or invites to those that come in the office, is there more that I can do? ||A ruckus sounds from the reception area; the Peterson twins and their helicopter mother. That woman has been a thorn in my side since I started here. She sees a bank statement every time she looks at me, the epitome of a social climber and I would prefer to keep her claws and everything else far away from me in a social sense.|| Ignore that please.  

Sawyer:

Thank you, Aedan, I’ve spend majority of my life taking picture ::I chuckled softly tucking some hair behind my ears that stubborn blush seemed to be staying as I watched you flip each page:: I think it was something I was simply born to do, it comes naturally. If you could hand out invites and spread the word so the event is a success I would grateful. This was all just kind of dropped in my lap and if it..::I heard the ruckus and instantly started to move towards you, brushing against you while reaching for my things before pausing:: Are you sure you don’t want to at least go and see what the ruckus is? ::I lifted my gaze to yours, once I was sure I carried on with a smile:: This whole thing is all on me, if it isn’t a success then I fail and I don’t know what happens then. ::Actually I did know, what happens was I got stuck with the entire bill of the entire event, plus #Deidre's bill and all her commission.:: Anything you could do would be gratefully appreciated.

Aed: 

No, the noise is a set of rowdy 6 year old terrors that belong to a mother that….let’s just say the interest is more in me than anything else. Show your portfolio to Mrs. Willmont on your way out, I’m quite sure the word will be out quickly. ||Rolling my eyes as I hear Mrs. Peterson use a snippy tone with the boys.|| I know it’s not professional but would you like to have dinner with me? We could discuss more about the showing and about the prints I’d like to buy. ||Lifting a brow as my question hangs in the air.||

Sawyer: 

She sounds like a pure delight, I’m sorry you have to deal with women like that. I’ve had a few men who have more interest in what I can do for them then anything else.  ::There was that damn grin, the one that normally showed only when someone truly shocked me and Aedan just had. He wanted to buy my work already? I swore he like the color of my blush cause he seemed pretty damned determined to show keep it on my cheeks for the entirety of this meeting. I let my fingers brush his as I finally scooped up my things:: Dinner sounds amazing, Aedan, just name the time and place.

Aed: 

||Trailing the tips of my fingers along the back of your hand for a brief second made me smile.|| Tomorrow night, say 7:30 at the Station? They have the world’s best greens and mac-n-cheese. ||There is a crashing sound rapidly followed by crying.|| Get my number from Mrs. Willmont and I’m sorry to rush you out. It’s nice to meet you Sawyer and welcome to town. ||Opening the door, I stepping to the hallway to usher the hellions and their mother aka Satan’s mistress into an empty exam room.||

Sawyer: 

::It was the little touches that I longed for more of but they would have to wait till dinner tomorrow night and that had me a little more excited than I was willing to admit. I chuckled to myself while squeezing past Mrs.Peterson who seemed all too displeased to see me, so I tossed in a little grin as I turned:: It was 7:30 for dinner tomorrow right? And you wanted me to wear something tight and blue, was it? ::I spun on my heels after flashing a quick wink, the look on her face was priceless. I also caught the look of on Mrs. Willmont’s face and nearly blushed a neon pink, she was all smiles holding the good doctors number in her hand right along with his address. Just in case she said::

#TBC #TheFavor

[tastywordgasms]

I CAN'T WAIT TO READ THIS BOOK! ☆★ COVER REVEAL ★☆ You, Me, and the Memories – A Club Stigmata Novella Release Date: April 26, 2019 Author: Elle Luckett Cover Design: LJDesigns Promotions: Bare Naked Words We are excited to unveil the cover for You, Me, and the Memories, the first novella in a series of standalone novellas taking place in the same universe as The Favor. Add You, Me, and the Memories to your TBR here: www.goodreads.com/book/show/43668098-you-me-and-the-memories The Favor - a standalone novel by Elle Luckett is available to read here ➞ mybook.to/TheFavorElleLuckett Blurb: Rule number one: keep your past in the past, your heart locked away, but never say no to a little fun. That's what Kamryn Galvez lives by when she takes on her new role at the infamous Club Stigmata. Her life is going to plan until she meets the Dominant of her dreams; an intense cowboy with country charm, smooth hands, and rules of his own he expects his subs to adhere to. Tristan McMillan isn't like the rest of them, and despite thinking she has it all under control, Kamryn soon realizes she's playing a dangerous game. One that doesn't give a damn about her rules. To keep up to date with release news, follow Elle Luckett here ➞ www.facebook.com/elleluckett #CoverReveal #TheFavor #ClubStigmata #ACSN #AClubStigmataNovella #ElleLuckett #EroticaCoverReveal #CoverByLJDesigns https://www.instagram.com/p/BvmH95iAfMD/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=msy03bb9cjks

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☆★ COVER REVEAL ★☆ You, Me, and the Memories – A Club Stigmata Novella Release Date: April 26, 2019 Author: Elle Luckett Cover Design: LJDesigns Promotions: Bare Naked Words We are excited to unveil the cover for You, Me, and the Memories, the first novella in a series of standalone novellas taking place in the same universe as The Favor. Add You, Me, and the Memories to your TBR here: www.goodreads.com/book/show/43668098-you-me-and-the-memories The Favor - a standalone novel by Elle Luckett is available to read here ➞  mybook.to/TheFavorElleLuckett Blurb:  Rule number one: keep your past in the past, your heart locked away, but never say no to a little fun. That's what Kamryn Galvez lives by when she takes on her new role at the infamous Club Stigmata.  Her life is going to plan until she meets the Dominant of her dreams; an intense cowboy with country charm, smooth hands, and rules of his own he expects his subs to adhere to. Tristan McMillan isn't like the rest of them, and despite thinking she has it all under control, Kamryn soon realizes she's playing a dangerous game. One that doesn't give a damn about her rules.  To keep up to date with release news, follow Elle Luckett here ➞ www.facebook.com/elleluckett #CoverReveal #TheFavor #ClubStigmata #ACSN #AClubStigmataNovella #ElleLuckett #EroticaCoverReveal #CoverByLJDesigns  https://www.instagram.com/p/BvjdIp6ADlP/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ebyzhi92xyxw

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The Favor || Crowley & Faith

@the-rebel-you-know

               Faith's been driving for hours, through the night to be here because her boss is a cheapskate when it comes to using his demony magic. She texted, he knows she's coming but she's still having trouble getting out of the car and putting one leg in front of the other.

       It's a lot to ask. Too much, given his history with the Winchesters and they won't thank her for going to Crowley for this. Still, she figures this is an emergency and if anyone knows how to deal with it, it's Roly Poly Oly.

                                She sits in the car a good fifteen minutes before finally slipping out, making a walk past the gently snarling hounds that Faith, being damned, can barely make out around their edges. When she finally reaches the door she pauses and folds her arms across her stomach. Should've had a drink before she came, get her courage up.

                       It takes a few seconds and a deep breath for Faith to ring the bell and refold her arms. This is a really, really bad idea.