How can it be the LAST week of January? Scary,
isn’t it?
That means my FREE promo of Her Hero To Love –
Book I of the Love, Montana series is coming to an end soon. I shared a First
Kiss from Book II – Her Rogue To Tame last week, so here’s a First Kiss snippet
from Her Rebel To Kiss, the final book in the series.
I had a lot of fun with this book, and
researching the climbing locale in Santa Barbara was pure bliss. If you ever
have a chance to hang out along that stretch of southern California coastline,
I highly recommend driving inland for some spectacular views and a surprising
piece of history.
Excerpt
HER REBEL TO KISS © Tule Publishing:
“It’s that time, my friends. Grab a glass of
champagne and that special person. Here we go. Ten…nine…”
Bailey’s voice got drowned out by the crowd.
“Eight…seven…”
He closed his arms around Nicole to keep her
safe as more people flooded onto the dance floor.
“Six,” she said, looking directly into his
eyes. The lights had come up so he could study the subtle hues mixed in the
blue of her irises.
Beautiful eyes. Familiar, somehow.
“Five,” a voice boomed to his left.
Tucker, who was holding Amanda the same way
Justin held Nicole, gave Justin a guy-nod that seemed to say, “Way to go, bro!”
Justin liked to think he didn’t need his
friends’ validation to feel good about his choices, but this time he was
navigating new waters. Dangerous waters. This woman was about to become his
boss. That couldn’t be good.
But Nicole didn’t feel dangerous or
threatening.
“Four…”
She felt as though she’d been made to dance
with him. They fit together perfectly. He liked every thing about her, except
her job.
“Three…” If he and Nicole were going to do
this, he had to make sure they had an end game in place.
New Year’s Eve. Maybe the weekend. They’d play that part by ear,
but after Monday nothing could happen between them.
“Two,” he said softly.
“One,” she whispered, looking into his eyes
with a question he was ready to answer.
“Happy New Year.”
“Happy New Year,” he said before lowering his
head to press his lips to hers.
He expected the usual few minutes of testing
the waters, feeling each other out, but that didn’t happen. From the moment
their lips met, he felt as if he’d crossed the Rubicon. This wasn’t a one-time
deal. They’d done this a million times. Together. Theirs was a reunion of souls
kissing across eons, remembering.
Her lips parted, her tongue seeking his
without hesitation. He hadn’t expected such frankness, but her greedy pleasure
made him need more, too.
He closed his eyes and immersed himself in her
sweetness, a combination of honey and spice. He would have gone on exploring
this newfound fascination forever if not for the sensation of something
touching his head. He pulled back and look around.
“The balloons,” Nicole cried, letting go of
him to tap at the large white, gold and silver balloons cascading around them.
Confetti shot from somewhere nearby added to
the glitter and excitement. Nicole was pulled from his arms to exchange air
kisses and hugs with perfect strangers. Justin found himself in a bear hug,
too.
“Helluva thing, huh? Beats the crap out of
last year,” Tucker said.
Justin clapped Tucker on the back. “I’ve never
seen anything like it.”
“I mean starting the year off with someone you
care about. There’s a first time for everything, Ona always says.”
Ona, Tucker’s Cajun grandmother, was a font of truisms. Justin
had met her twice and loved the dear woman as the grandmother he’d never
had. I wonder what Ona would say about me kissing my future boss? Probably
something arcane about not defecating where you eat, damn it.
He caught up with Nicole before anyone else
could dance her away. He grabbed her hand and spun her slightly off-balance
back into his arms. “Unfinished business,” he mumbled against her lips.
She may have started to protest but her
reaction changed the minute she realized this kiss meant business. His tongue
wasn’t polite or inquisitive. Justin knew what he wanted, and it started now.
They were both breathless when he broke off the kiss before embarrassing
himself too badly. His body reacted to her in a way he didn’t remember
happening with any of his previous lovers.
“You’re coming with me, right?”
“That depends on which of our rooms is
closer.”
Happy reading, my friends!
DEB
Thanks for sharing, Amy!!!
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