"5 Angels!...This is powerful writing, honest emotions and a tale that brings real-life to the stage...the love scenes were hot and full of real emotions...readers will enjoy this wonderful book for great writing, in-depth characters, and the power of love."—Tracey West, Fallen Angels Reviews

"4 1/2 Blue Ribbons...A genuinely great read! Erica takes the reader through a whole gamut of emotions, but by the end of the book, she leaves you smiling. Well done."—Nadine St. Denis, Romance Junkies

"4 Stars!...Very well done!...With both main characters having dark pasts to overcome, the author guarantees a lot of tension and passion for her readers. Recommended!"—Detra Fitch, Huntress Reviews

"There is beauty after tragedy and Erica DeQuaya gives it to us gloriously in Backstage Affair. I recommend this book to everyone who loves their romances real, blazingly hot, and heart wrenching enough, as to leave tears in its wake..."—Joann Ruffen, Romance at Heart Reviews

"(DeQuaya's) characters are likable and believable with plenty going on to keep you turning the pages. Hot stuff with a very enjoyable storyline!"—Suzanne Coleburn, New and Used Books

"I could not tear myself away from this book. The intricacies of the story were woven together so well, that I didn't know the web was there until it was already spun around me. This is a truly satisfying read, and I can't wait for more!"—LindseyAnn Denson, Coffee Time Romance Reviews

"The question of whether these unlikely lovers can rewrite the life-script they've been caught up in and create their own happily-ever-after is a sizzler!"—Niniri Theriault, Karen Find Out About New Books Reviews

…Edward pulled a script out of the backpack he carried and began to study his lines while the onstage action resumed. Genera contemplated him thoughtfully. He was definitely well-built, with broad chest and shoulders narrowing down to a flat waist and stomach and muscular legs. But his face wasn’t much to look at, at least off camera. His nose was a little too large, his eyes a little too close together, his mouth a little too wide. Perfect for kissing, a sly part of her mind told her. Genera ignored the stab of desire at the thought of his lips on hers—all over her body, for that matter. She reminded herself he was still being a condescending asshole about her script; too much like Johnny for comfort.

Edward looked up suddenly and caught Genera staring at him. For a long moment, their eyes met and held. Genera felt her mouth turn dry and a sudden heat grow in her belly under his steady regard. She felt herself grow wet and thought she’d fallen into another erotic dream about Edward—a daydream this time—but no such luck. She was wide awake. As they continued to stare at each other, weakness coursed through her legs and a flush rose in her body. It didn’t take much to imagine his hands on her breasts, caressing the tips, making her nipples hard. Nor did it take much to imagine his firm mouth on hers, teasing her lips apart, and sliding his tongue over her teeth to ravage the moist softness. From there it was a small leap to imagine his cock slipping into her, herself ready and slick, waiting impatiently to receive him.

Then Edward smiled at her, nodded, and turned back to the rest of the cast. Something loosened in her chest and, still trembling, she took a long, slow deep breath. Can you have an orgasm just by thinking about it? Genera asked herself dismally. She’d come awfully close.

“We’ll be ready to get those lights strung up next week, Chicago,” Mel said behind her, and Genera jumped. Mel stared at her, amused.

“Did I wake you from your nap?” the production manager said sarcastically, and Genera mentally slapped herself.

“You’re a real wit, New York,” Genera said. “You ought to do stand-up.”