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Friday, May 22, 2015

The Distinguished Rogues Series By Heather Boyd ~ Spotlight


The Distinguished Rogues Series
By Heather Boyd

Book Blurbs:

Chills
Book 1 

Jack, Marquess of Ettington, is at his wits end dealing with his twin sister's distress. Under her name, he's summoned Constance Grange, his vexing former ward, to London to act as his sister's companion for the season. Although Pixie's debt-ridden state comes as a complete surprise, what disturbs him more is his sister's plan to find her a wealthy husband to pay off her overwhelming debts. And--despite his availability, wealth and title—he's shocked to be overlooked for the position of Pixie's husband. 

With a nickname like Pixie, Constance Grange should be used to disasters, but debt collectors pounding on the Marquess of Ettington's door demanding payment is beyond mortifying. Given the precarious state of her finances and the previously unknown loss of her family estate, her choices are either incarceration in debtors' prison or turning fortune hunter to secure a wealthy husband. Yet the man that comes to her rescue more times than she cares to think about is unavailable, betrothed, and her former guardian Jack.

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Broken
Book 2 


Unrepentant rogue Giles Wexham, Earl of Daventry, wrings pleasure from every moment and likes his carefree life exactly as it is. During his summer retreat to the country, he becomes reluctant host and nursemaid to his former betrothed, a woman he’d thought long dead, a woman Giles had mistaken for a ghost while he'd found pleasure in another woman's arms. 

Unbearable pain has kept Lillian Winter apart from society since the accident that ruined her life. She's endured six years of agony at the hands of incompetent practitioners and longs for an end to her suffering. Finding herself in the Earl of Daventry's care brings surprising relief from her injuries, and a longing for the life denied her. Yet as new-found pleasures lower Lilly's resistance to the wicked earl, a long-forgotten danger returns to stalk her. 


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Charity
Book 3

All of London is agog for the wedding of Oscar Ryall, the charming Lord Carrington, to this season's diamond of the marriage mart. Yet Oscar himself is less than happy with the circumstances that brought about his match to the coldest woman he's ever met. A woman he'd schemed to capture from the start, but who trapped him by scandal instead. Although bred to do his duty and wed as arranged, he's plagued by doubts about marrying the girl.

Agatha Birkenstock was devastated by Oscar's betrothal and his offer of carte blanche broke her heart. Granddaughter to a wealthy cit, Agatha could never be happy as Oscar's mistress and vows to protect her heart. But when they're forced to work together to save her beloved orphanage from closure, she's hard pressed to keep a proper distance. Although few in society seem to notice, Agatha glimpses the suffering in his eyes and against all sense, risks her heart again.

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An Accidental Affair
Book 4

Widowed beauty, Arabella Lawson, Lady Farnsworth, knows the value of independence after being trapped in a marriage that left her unfulfilled. Although she longs for a lover at last, she’s expected to chaperone her flirtatious niece during her first season. However, given the way the girl keeps disappearing every chance she gets, there is little hope of a good or speedy result. While searching for her charge yet again, she blunders into one of Lord Rothwell’s scandalous assignations. This time it’s Arabella’s turn to be on the receiving end of his hungry kisses, and she’s far from prepared to make the most of the opportunity.

Gossip may paint Merrick Bishop, the Earl of Rothwell, as a notorious scoundrel when it comes to women, but this season his intentions are honorable. Duty bound to marry, he’s determined to discreetly court an open-minded bride and prove the gossipmongers wrong by being on his very best behavior… until in his frustration, he mistakenly kisses the wrong lady and discovers that everything about the encounter feels so very right. Merrick never once believed he had a chance with shy Arabella, and when the unthinkable happens, she turns to him not for an affair or hopes of marriage but for his friendship and protection from her own family.

Can a rogue with a reputation for breaking hearts convince a widow who only hopes for an affair that their feelings are not only the stirrings of desire but the beginnings of the deepest and truest love?

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Keepsake
Book 5

A BATTLE OF WILLS…

When the Marquess of Taverham married at eighteen, he was certain his life would be smooth and well ordered—right up till the moment his exuberant bride ran away on their wedding night, never to be seen again. Ten years later, when Kit is finally prepared to set his rash marriage aside by having his wife declared dead, she makes a shocking return, still beautiful but distrustful, and once more throws his life off-balance by refusing to live with him and resume their marriage.

…A WAR OF PASSION

Despite some lingering attraction, Miranda Reed has no love left for the heartless rogue she married. Older and wiser, she refuses to be a convenient wife for a man who expects everything to be his way with no care for her feelings. Keeping her husband at arm’s length is essential; her secrets will bring him to his knees. But in a battle of wills where hope and trust are both the prize and the casualty of war, the victor isn’t always the winner. Sometimes it takes an act of rebellion to recapture a fragile love.

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An Improper Proposal (Release Date June 9)
 

Book 6

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In life there are choices…
Spinster Iris Hedley was once the darling of the ton until her father lost his fortune through an  illness of the mind. Reduced to living as a penniless guest while her father rots in debtors prison,  she’s determined to escape unscrupulous robbers who’ve set her to spy on the ton by the only
means possible—by becoming a wealthy mans mistress. Unfortunately for Iris, her proper  upbringing never covered intimacy or seduction so she asks the one man she trusts for help with  private lessons in the duties of a mistress.

…in love there is but one
Martin Andrews, the Earl of Louth, may have a soft spot for tiny Iris Hedley, especially after her  father fled London with a horde of debtors nipping at his heels. Her request for lessons in  seduction leaves him reeling and although tempted it’s an offer he must refuse for her own good.
Convinced she’s headed for heartbreak, he sets out to prove that surrendering to wicked pleasure  is not worth the sacrifice of her future only to discover that her problems are more complicated  than his own.

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Author Bio:

Bestselling historical author Heather Boyd believes every character she creates deserves their own happily-ever-after, no matter how much trouble she puts them through. With that goal in mind, she writes sizzling regency romance stories that skirt the boundaries of propriety to keep readers enthralled until the wee hours of the morning. Heather has published over twenty novels and shorter works. Catch her latest news www.heather-boyd.com. She lives north of Sydney, Australia, and does her best to wrangle her testosterone-fuelled family (including cat Morpheus) into submission.

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50 Acts of Kindness By Ellyn Oaksmith ~ Giveaway ~ Guest Post


50 Acts of Kindness
By Ellyn Oaksmith


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Guest Post:

How Writing Fifty Acts of Kindness Changed My Life by Ellyn Oaksmith

“How do you come up with your ideas?” is the most oft repeated question I get from readers, including my own parents. (I’ve written some pretty horrible mothers in my time but thankfully my own has nothing to worry about  -- the mother in 50 Acts of Kindness is a good egg.) Perhaps it’s my screenwriting background but the plot always comes first, every time. What fascinated me about 50 Acts of Kindness was the idea of how to transform a truly selfish woman into someone with empathy, who truly cares about the plight of total strangers. The trick was to make her just horrible enough to need the change but not wicked enough to have readers disengage because, hey, this woman is a dud.
I’d love to say that right off the bat I knew that this character was too narcissistic and needed more of a back story but that didn’t happen in the first draft. To be honest, I fell in love with this character who unapologetically clawed her way to the top. She was everything I am not: rude, opinionated, bossy and narrow minded. (Although my kids might argue otherwise.) Everything my mother taught me not to be. She was an absolute ball to write. Until an editor pointed out that she was too much, too soon and we needed to know how she’d become this way.  Writers always know the end of the story but readers have to be pulled along. If you start out of the gate with Little Miss Awful, well, who wants to spend hundreds of pages with her?
So I layered in more back story about her past, which was incredibly relevant because once she gets to North Carolina, where the bulk of the story takes place, her past comes rushing up to confront her in the form of her mother, who is demanding these fifty acts of kindness. Who had her own reasons, we find out, to write a book called Fifty Acts of Kindness.
Oddly enough, I didn’t personally reflect on my own behavior  until one of my alpha (first) readers contacted me to tell me she loved the book and had started doing her own fifty acts of kindness. She was treating her husband with more kindness. Not only was I happily surprised, it led me to create the social media movement #fiftyactsofkindness where people report their kind deeds. (Facebook, Twitter, Instagram) I undertook my own campaign of kindness. I discovered that when you go out of your way to be nice, people usually respond in kind.
My latest act of kindness was tipping people on a recent trip to Manhattan. Not just waiters, who I always tip, but tour guides, street performers, cleaning people and doormen.  I brought lots of five dollar bills, determined to reward people for their extra effort. Typically I’m frugal, so I gave a bit more than I would have in the past. I looked people in the eye and said, “thank you” and told them specifically how they’d made a difference. People were slightly shocked and extremely gratified. For a relatively small amount of money, I put a tiny bright spot in their day. Most of all, it was fun.
Although the idea for Fifty Acts of Kindness came about from wanting to see a fictional character transform, the final result of this book was that I changed. Although it’s not apparent to the people I know best, I’m finding the rewards of slowing down, listening and being patient. Not to mention the joy that comes from offering a smile to random strangers and getting a smile in return. Maya Angelou once said that a philanthropist doesn’t have to be someone who gives away large sums of money. The Latin root, philathropia, means “love of mankind.” And what better way to love mankind than to be kind?

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Being overly kind isn't in Kylie Harrow's nature. This has never been more evident than when Kylie vents her frustrations to an innocent employee—and the whole scene is posted online, tanking her career and earning her the dubious distinction of "World's Worst Boss." But when she flees home to the South, Kylie finds her
childhood home has changed. The high school quarterback is now the hot and handsome sheriff. Her mother has turned her home into a nudist colony. And worst of all, having heard about her daughter's exploits, her mother won't let her in the door until Kylie completes fifty kind acts in fifty days.

The task seems easy enough at first—and may even help repair her media image—but it quickly turns into a hilarious quest that leads Kylie down a bumpy road filled with new challenges. What started as a gimmick to save her career evolves into a mission to save a spunky old woman and her little dog from homelessness. As Kylie learns about the nature of kindness, she finds the path to happiness and, for the first time ever, maybe even love. 

Romantic Comedy/90k

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"We are a technology marketing company. People don't want to see our underwear or ultrasounds or try to run a meeting while you jump up to pee."
"I'm due in two weeks."
Her whine was still grating on my nerves, but my recorded words sliced like knives. Was I the equivalent of that rooster my mom had that pecked at the hens? One morning mom found him dead, pecked to death. I thought, "Please do not let this be my barnyard reckoning," even though things were clearly sliding in that direction.
On screen I plowed forward.
"I cannot do your job and mine. It's killing me. I need you on the ground running. Oh no wait, you can't run. Which is why you missed the flight to Miami where you got 'dehydrated.'" I did air quotes around "dehydrated."
Holy cow. I was so angry it blinded me to very fact she was recording.
"I was dehydrated."
We were both so very tired.
"Which is why you ended up lounging in Miami while I ran yet another meeting solo. I
stayed up until three a.m. doing the PowerPoint you'd forgotten."
"I ended up in the hospital."
"And missed the flight back to New York and yet another day of work. If you are dehydrated, drink water. It's not rocket science!"
I remembered this day clearly. Sleep-deprived from a red eye, I'd left Betsy in New York, begging her to prep for a meeting the following day. When I got back, the slides weren't ready. She'd gone home. I'd miss another night's sleep to finish them.
It was the perfect storm, and she'd caught it.
I leaned forward to downsize the screen. "2.7 million views?" She'd titled it "World's Worst Boss?!" There were lots of comments, many expletives, and a passionate, nine exclamation points in a row.
Bob dug a crust from his eye.
"It's not something to be proud of."
My mind raced. How to spin this before he threw something out? I managed a casual shrug. "I'm in marketing. I can't help it."
"This makes us look so bad."
It was crunch time. There was no room for complaints or excuses. "Does it though? Does it? What I see is that we expect a certain professionalism and energy from our employees, a requirement that, pregnant or not, they perform to the best of their abilities." My delivery was very rough, but it was a message she needed to hear." He
wasn't buying. I grabbed for a straw. "Isn't posting this on YouTube a violation of my privacy?"
"I don't know," Bob said wearily. "That's 2.7 million negative hits with MLJK's name
attached."
My heart clenched. I needed a cigarette. Now. "Whatever happened to 'any publicity is good publicity'?"
He ignored my lame joke.
"She's threatening to file suit. I checked with legal. We can tie her up in court, but the claim is legit."
I inhaled sharply, forgetting, in my growing panic, to exhale.
"Breathe, Kylie."
"S-s-suing us?"
Great, now I was stuttering.
"You called her fat. She says you created an unhealthy work environment."
My jaw dropped. This was not the time to point out that, as a former chubette, I never, ever use the F-word.
"The operative word here is work. I was running on vapors."
Bob got up and looked out the window at his fabulous view. "Stella, by the way, corroborates everything you've said." My eyebrows shot up in alarm. "Yes, I've talked to her. I've talked to a few people, but the point is that sooner or later we all have
to deal with this. Pregnant women deserve…" He stared off into the silver buildings and cloudless sky. When I'd entered, the view had felt empowering. Now it was an invitation to jump. "Latitude. We are a family-friendly company."
I snickered bitterly. MLJK years were dog years. Most of the senior partners were divorced. "And what about women who aren't ever going to have children? We just put up and shut up?" I knew this sounded whiney, but I couldn't help myself. I felt like a
tightrope walker studying the tiny figures below, waiting for me to fall. Then it struck me. I felt like this most of the time.
He gazed at me, his eyes weary. "Come on. You're what, not even thirty? You don't know that."
Bob was still in his marriage of origin.
"Look at me Bob. My relationships have the longevity of a fruit fly. I have nothing left at the end of the day." I have nothing left right now.
"Maybe it's time to branch out."
Clearly he pitied Betsy. It was time to grab the controls. "I can fix this. I can smooth things out.
Get my assistant her own assistant. At least until she's had it."
"Her baby is not an it," he snapped.
"Did I say 'it'?"
I'd been talking so quickly. It? Good move Kylie.
"Yes," Bob said quietly, losing his starch. Crossing his arms he glanced at a framed photo: a gap-toothed, pig-tailed toddler on a swing, pushed by his beaming, very
pregnant wife. "You're going to have to leave until this dies down."
For a second I felt nothing but a weight pressing on the top of my head, a dull ringing in my ears.
"This isn't Survivor. You can't let random strangers on YouTube vote me off because I lost my temper."
"They're not. Lance is."
The CEO? I was in a tippy canoe, and by golly, there went my paddle.
I made a tiny bubble of an objection as I sank. "She wasn't doing her job."
"Effective immediately," he said. I knew what preceded those two words. Terminated.
This wasn't a break.
This was permanent.


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About the Author:

Ellyn Oaksmith is an award-winning writer who began her career as a screenwriter in Los Angeles. Her first book, Adventures with Max and Louise, was published in 2012. Fifty Acts of Kindness is her third book. She's currently at work on her first YA novel, Chasing Nirvana. The best part of her work day is spent watching vintage YouTube footage of Nirvana concerts and calling it research.Ellyn is part of the Girlfriends Book Club which has been featured in The New York Times and USA Today. She lives in Seattle with her family, a rescue dog and a rather rotund cat.
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Thursday, May 21, 2015

DESIRE ME NOW By Tiffany Clare ~ Desire Me ~ Giveaway


DESIRE ME NOW
Desire Me #1
By Tiffany Clare


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When Amelia Grant’s past catches up with her and threatens to destroy the life she’s built, Nick Riley doesn’t hesitate to protect her.

With just one look Nick completely undoes her. He wanted her surrender and she all but threw it at his feet. She’s revealed her darkest secrets . . . let him into her heart as he drew her deeper into forbidden games of desire . . .

But what happens when Nick’s secrets can destroy the very foundation they’ve build between each other? Will he let Amelia through the barriers of his past? Or will the truth tear them apart?

Released May 5th, 2015
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Deciding that life had far more to offer than a nine to five job, bickering children and housework of any kind (unless she’s on a deadline when everything is magically spotless), TIFFANY CLARE opened up her laptop to write stories she could get lost in. Tiffany writes sexy historical romances set in the Victorian era. She lives in Toronto with her husband, two kids and two dogs and you can find out more about her and her books at www.tiffanyclare.com


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The Vampire's Penance by Jordan K. Rose ~ Romance In Central City



The Vampire's Penance
Romance In Central City Book 5



Blurb:

Exposure to sunlight, silver binds and colloidal silver can make any vampire’s existence worst than miserable. Not to mention photographic evidence of Rafe Valentino’s weakest moment is now being shared with every member of The Vampire Guard. In barely a few hours Rafe went from being one of the most terrifying creatures to walk the earth to requiring round the clock nursing care. Now, forced to rely on the company nurse he can’t avoid the feelings he’s denied. But simply because they exist, doesn’t make them right, and if she knew the truth about his past, she’d throw out her nursing pledge and put a stake through his cold heart.

Maddie Van Kool never wanted anything bad to happen to any member of The Vampire Guard, not at all. She’s a nurse. She wants them all healthy. But if one does become injured it’s her job to care for him. Even if he’s the man she’s been pining over for ten years, the same one who’s avoided her as if she were made of silver and sunlight.

Is two hundred fifty years of solitude punishment enough for his sins? Can Rafe forgive himself enough to love Maddie?




Excerpt:

This certainly was not the first time Maddie Van Kool had seen a naked man. On the contrary. As a nurse at Golden Pastures Nursing Home, she’d seen plenty of naked men. Of course, they’d all been damn close to 100 years old and wrinkly and dangly, but they were men, and she’d had the obligatory peek at their naked bodies while bathing them. You had to look if you were completing a skin assessment.

In nursing school there’d been other male patients who’d been on her assignments as she learned the proper care of catheters and surgical preparation and other such procedures that would leave a patient exposed.

However, there had not been one, not one that came even remotely close to competing with Raffaele Valentino. Not one. Ever.

The mold had certainly been broken when he was made. Six-two, dark hair, gray eyes. Broad shoulders and chest and nice everything else. He was, generally speaking, a sight of true perfection. Though, tonight was clearly not one of those nights.

She donned her rubber gloves, ensuring they came up and over the sleeves of her gown, which hung long enough to touch the tops of her rubber boots. Then she checked the gauge on the shower nozzle.

“I think it’s ready,” she said from behind her face shield. “I’ll be as gentle as I can.”

“Yeah, you do that,” Rafe growled then let out an annoyed sounding sigh. “Let’s get this done.”

Seated on the shower chair in the infirmary’s fifteen-foot shower he looked enormous. His muscular frame dwarfed the little plastic seat. Beneath the angry red and festering sores his shoulder muscles rippled. He’d insisted on using the shower chair instead of lying on the specially built table that would allow her to rinse him and turn him without disrupting him too much. He held on to the chair for dear life.

Maddie was certain if she bumped him, she’d knock him right out of the seat.

Stubborn. That was the second word that came to mind whenever she thought of Rafe. The first word was, of course, drop-dead-gorgeous, which, although technically three words always sounded like one when she thought of Rafe.

For as long as she’d known him, he’d been stubborn. Maddie wondered what he’d been like as a human. She’d never dared to ask, too afraid he’d tell her to mind her own business.

He wasn’t a man of many words, especially not with her.

She brought the shower hose up to the back of his head and let the delicate lukewarm water spray his hair.

Rafe hissed and jerked away. “Damn it woman! What’s the sprayer set on? Needle pricks?”

Turning the nozzle away, she apologized. “I’m sorry. It’s only set to mist. It doesn’t get any lighter than this.”

The arm rests creaked under his hands, yet, he sat up straight. “Turn it to an even flow. A full flush of water is better than thousands of tiny stings.” He faced forward, head angled down at his feet. “Didn’t they teach you that in nursing school?”

“No. We never covered the care of vampires.”

“You must have been absent that day.”

“I never missed a day.” She switched the nozzle to a full flow of water and checked the temperature once more. “And as I recall the class on post-mortem care did not even hint of vampires. We were trained to expect the dead to remain dead.”

His head bobbed. “Hhmmf.”





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Jordan loves vampires. But if you know anything about Jordan, you already knew that detail. What you didn't know was it wasn't long ago that she began writing about them.

A few years back Jordan received a copy of a popular vampire story from her husband as part of an anniversary gift. Eight weeks and eighteen vampire books later the idea for her first book, Perpetual Light came to her followed very quickly by Eva Prim.

Jordan is a member of the national Romance Writers of America organization and several chapters.

When she's not writing about one vampire or another Jordan enjoys spending time with her husband, Ken and their lovable Labrador, Dino on the beautiful beaches of New England.

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Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Falling for His Best Friend by Katee Robert ~ Giveaway

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BLURB: He's going above and beyond the call of duty...
falling for his best friend.jpgAvery Yeung's biological clock just went off early. Thanks to her family's medical history, she's running out of time to get knocked up. And the only guy within donating distance? Her overprotective-and irritatingly hot-best friend. So clearly she needs an anonymous donor...
Anonymous donor? Over Sheriff Drew Flannery's dead body. While daddyhood will never be in the cards for a man with his past, Drew won't let Avery shop for a "popsicle pop." He'll do what's right for his best friend by doing his best friend. But only if they do it properly.
But there's nothing "proper" about it. Between the bed, the kitchen counter, and against his squad car, Avery and Drew are having the hottest sex ever. They can't get enough of it-or each other. And without knowing it, they've crossed the one line that could ruin their friendship forever...
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Excerpt
What was the problem? She bit back the question. It didn’t really matter. All that mattered was that he kept touching her. He ran his hands down her spine, stopping just before reaching the cuffs. Then he pulled her into a standing position, using his hips to keep her pinned against the side of the Jeep, and repeated the process with the front of her body.


Or he started to. It stopped being a cursory exploration as soon as he reached her breasts. He cupped her, squeezing. “Why the hell aren’t you wearing a bra?”
He lightly pinched her nipples and she shivered. “I wasn’t aware I was talking to the fashion police.”
“Do you know what it does to me knowing you’re driving around, a short step away from being topless?” His breath brushed the back of her neck and over one shoulder, raising goose bumps in its wake.
Probably the same thing it did to Avery. She didn’t make a habit of going braless, but she might start if this was the reaction she got. She took a shaky breath. “Then I guess you better not do a panty check.”
Drew froze for one eternal second. Then he pushed her back down over the hood of her Jeep and dragged her skirt up to bunch around her hips. A breeze chose that moment to hit—as if she needed the reminder of just how exposed she was. But then he slid a hand between her legs, and she didn’t care much about anything else at all.
“You’re already wet.” He teased her, fingers brushing her clit, her entrance, and back again, nothing close to what she needed. “I think you like it when I toss you around.”
She gritted her teeth, fighting against the need to spread her legs to give him better access, and beg for him to just touch her. “Nah. I was touching myself while I was driving.”
“Really?” He kept up his maddening route. “And what were you thinking about?”
Hell, if she actually had started early, she’d have been thinking about him. Yesterday had given her plenty of ammunition for fantasies. No way in hell would she admit as much, though. “Sean Connery. Obviously.”
“Obviously.” His laugh was a little harsh. “Guess I’ll have to up my game if I want you in the here and now, huh?”
Up his game? Only if he wanted to kill her. Avery couldn’t admit she was so affected. She wouldn’t. It was just sex—and sex with a deadline, at that. She let her cheek rest against the cool metal of the hood, striving for control. “I don’t know. Sean Connery is a pretty tough act to follow.”
“Sean Connery, huh?”
“Yep.” She was lying through her teeth and she had a pretty good idea that he knew it. His fingers pushed deeper, spreading her until she couldn’t help but rock against him. She gritted her teeth. “He was really good.”
“I bet.” His lips found the back of her neck. “It’s a shame you have to settle for me.”
The ass didn’t sound the least bit bothered by it, either.
She hissed out a breath at the feeling of his palm cupping her. Owning her. It wasn’t supposed to be this intense. She closed her eyes, but that only made it worse, because she couldn’t pretend she was with anyone else but Drew.
She didn’t want to.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Katee Robert

katee robert bio.jpgNew York Times & USA TODAY Bestselling Author

Katee Robert learned to tell stories at her grandpa’s knee. Her favorites then were the rather epic adventures of The Three Bears, but at age twelve she discovered romance novels and never looked back.

Though she dabbled in writing, life got in the way—as it often does—and she spent a few years traveling, living in both Philadelphia and Germany. In between traveling and raising her two wee ones, she had the crazy idea that she’d like to write a book and try to get published.

Her first novel was an epic fantasy that, God willing, will never see the light of day. From there, she dabbled in YA and horror, before finally finding speculative romance. Because, really, who wouldn’t want to write entire books about the smoking-hot relationships between two people?

She now spends her time—when not lost in Far Reach worlds—playing imaginary games with her wee ones, writing, ogling men, and planning for the inevitable zombie apocalypse.

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