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After putting
her life on the line to protect classified intelligence, military psychologist
Mia Kensington is on a cross-country road trip from hell with an intrusive
save-the-day hero. Uninterested in his white knight act, she’d rather take her
chances without the ruggedly handsome, cold-blooded operative who boasts an
alpha complex and too many guns.
Colby Winters,
an elite member of The Titan Group, has a single objective on his black ops
mission: recover a document important to national security. It was supposed to
be an easy in-and-out operation. But now, by any means necessary becomes a
survival mantra when he faces off with a stunning woman he can’t leave behind.
When Titan’s
safe houses are compromised, Colby stashes Mia at his home, exposing his
secret—he’s the adoptive father of an orphaned baby girl. Too soon, danger
arrives and Mia lands in the hands of a sadistic cartel king with a taste for
torture. As hours bleed into fear-drenched days, Colby races across the globe
and through a firestorm of bullets to save the woman he can’t live without.
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EXCERPT:
Excerpt:
First Kiss Between Colby Winters and Mia Kensington. They’re in a truck,
driving down a deserted highway after a gunfight.
She
smelled like vanilla and sugar, even after the hell she’d been through that
day. Her soft hair brushed up against his bare bicep. Unsettled need prickled down
his neck. His throat tightened, and fire ran to his groin.
“Mia…”
Distraction and anticipation stole words from his lips.
His
heart pounded loud in his chest, fighting for his attention. With each flutter
of her eyelashes and innocent movement against his skin, his tension spiked. It
was shocking. He was on the job. There was no time for distraction. Losing
control was unheard of. Unacceptable.
His
arm was cemented around her shoulder, and it wasn’t moving. He stared as the
broken white lines on the highway passed in quick revolutions, one right after
another. The hum of the truck’s engine poked at his concentration.
He
needed to get out of this truck. He needed cool, fresh air to cover him. Right
now. Deep, mind-clearing breaths were in order as soon as possible. Anything to
get his disciplined mind back to what it did best—analyze, act, accomplish.
Winters
made a sharp exit off the highway onto an unlit ramp. He jammed on the brakes.
Gravel spit from under the truck. The back end skidded and fishtailed before it
came to a stop. His heart thumped. His throat tightened. The faint scent of
burned rubber filtered into the pickup cab.
Oh,
what the hell. No way was he getting out of this truck.
As
fast as he pulled off the road, he brought her close to his face, and without
even a second to hover over her, he crushed his lips onto hers. Her tense mouth
gasped a breath, then melted. The hot caress of her tongue sent explosions from
his chest to the palms of his hands. The pounding in his heart didn’t get any
better. It only pushed his racing pulse faster, making it gallop wild, as
intoxicating rockets flamed inside him.
Insanity.
She was delicious insanity.
In
between breathless pants, wicked want fired. Her lips were full. Her kiss was
better than he expected, and hell, he expected a whole lot. She stoked him
faster than he could ever remember. A kiss unlike any other kiss. There was no
denying that.
He
knotted a hand in her hair, held her to him, and devoured her. The press of her
silken flesh made him hunger for more. His breathing deteriorated into a
desperate rasp of torture. With each inhalation, he smelled, tasted, and
consumed feminine beauty. This angel was a vixen in disguise, and God help him,
he wanted her.
Her
small hands wrapped into his T-shirt, then she stroked his stomach, flexing her
fingertips against the fabric and straining against him. He dropped his lips to
her neck, and she moaned. That perfect purr fanned his desperation. Her goose
bumps flashed under his tongue’s caress, and she shuddered with each whipping
kiss.
She
tasted of sweat and tear gas, of soft woman, and carnal ambition. There wasn’t
a timid thing about Mia. Who was he to assume what she wanted? To think she
needed soothing and caring? It seemed all she needed was him. Hard. Tough.
Possessive.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Cristin Harber
Romantic Suspense Author:
Higher Stakes. Hotter Action.
Bio:
MOM. WIFE. AUTHOR.
Lover of all things sexy and
happily ever after.
I live outside Washington,
DC with my family: my husband (who doesn’t mind my collection of book
boyfriends), an independent toddler, and an English bulldog named Britta who
loves to be a conversation piece. Oh, we have a baby on the way—arriving about
the same time as WINTERS HEAT debuts!
I love southern food, listen
to country music, am always too hot or too cold, and spend hours reading and
writing. I cheer on my University of Louisville Cardinals-GO CARDS! When I’m
not pregnant (or nursing), I like a little bourbon or sweet wine. Pregnant or
not, I love a lot of chocolate.
I can’t save the world, so
instead, I write about those that do. There’s a special place in my heart for
those who keep us safe. My Titan series debuts this fall with five titles
available in 2013: WINTERS HEAT, GARRISON’S CREED, WESTIN’S CHASE, CHASED, and
GAMBLED.
Links:
GIVEAWAY:
Cristin will be awarding a $25 GC to Victoria’s Secret, and
gifted e-copies of the five titles in the series (starting w/ Winters Heat.
Three novels and two novellas) to one randomly drawn commenter during this tour
AND the Virtual Blitz Tour.
The more you comment, the better your chances of winning. The
tour dates can be found here:
hi! thanks for posting my cover and excerpt! hope you enjoy.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the excerpt and the chance to win!
ReplyDeleteSounds really good!!
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