"Very hot, sensual read!"
Mei Ling Zhao has decided to celebrate now that the
Chinatown Square project she is the head of is finally
moving forward. Since moving to Chicago, she really hasn't
met many people she considers friends and doesn't want to
sit in a bar by herself, so finally, she decides to crack
the bottle of champagne she's had chilling. Inheriting her
business acumen from her father, she's managed to do well
in the business world and left Texas for this position with
the Chinese American Development Corporation.
Beginning to feel the effects of the champagne, she starts
to reminisce. She knows everyone calls her "The Iron
Bitch". Most of the men under her think she's gay, however,
she's far from that. She just hasn't found any men who
interest her since moving to Texas. Now in Texas, there was
Travis Marshall. Of course, the fact Mei Ling has a thing
for tall Texan men, wearing Stetsons doesn't play into this
at all. Never having met Mr. Marshall, Mei Ling believes
him to be an old man. By this time, she's pretty hungry and
decides to order delivery and finds the number for the
CHINATOWN BUFFET in the phone book. So imagine her surprise
when more than an hour later, Mei Ling is awakened by
someone knocking at her door and when she opens it, there
stands her idea of the perfect man, right down to the
Will Mei Ling accept the man's version of "special
delivery"? Does she regret leaving Texas and the mysterious
Travis Marshall? Who is this tall Texan at her door?
CHINATOWN BUFFET is a very hot, sensual read. Shannon Leigh
does a wonderful job of portraying the life of a female in
a position of authority, right down to the loneliness. The
action in this story will definitely warm you up on a cold
winter night. Don't read this one alone!
Reviewed by Chere Gruver
Posted November 17, 2006
They say the road to success is a lonely one. Newly named corporate executive of the Chinese American Development Corporation, Ms. Mei Ling Zhao, can attest to this. Hated by her subordinates, her acquired status has truly left her friendless and in need of some male attention. After a long week of dealing with spiteful employees, threatening letters, and one headache after another, she treats herself to a much-needed drink and an order of fast-food--Chinese takeout, via "special delivery." While she expects her meal to arrive smoking hot and in a timely manner, she doesn't anticipate her delivery boy to be tall, tanned Texan with a black Stetson, levis that cling to all the right places, and seafoam eyes that remind her of ocean water pooling on the shore. And yet, when she opens her door, that's exactly what she finds standing on her stoop... Seems the Chinatown Buffet is in the business of delivering more than just a tasty meal, and Mei Ling is about to find out what "special delivery" really means...