Release date: September 19, 2012
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Age Group: Adult
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This is the first book in the November Blue series.
Scars from her first love and the reckless lifestyle of her parents force Ember Harris to chart a new course. She favors practicality over spontaneity and rules over a broken heart.
An encounter with a musician at a local pub forces Ember into making a decision to let go or hold on for dear life as passions are unlocked and deceptions revealed.
Scars from her first love and the reckless lifestyle of her parents force Ember Harris to chart a new course. She favors practicality over spontaneity and rules over a broken heart.
An encounter with a musician at a local pub forces Ember into making a decision to let go or hold on for dear life as passions are unlocked and deceptions revealed.
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Excerpt
“Hey,” he said as he rocked his shoulder in to mine, “that was crazy good. I’ve never sung
that song live before either.”
Bo’s shoulder paused on mine as he placed his elbows on bent knees, dangling his pint from
his long fingers. He slipped off his black Sperry’s and dragged his toes through the sand. Even
his feet are sexy.
“Still, you’re an asshole. I nearly fainted!”
My scalp tingled as he brushed my hair aside, dancing his fingers across the back of my
neck. His hands were tight, like guitar strings, and just as delicate. Despite the callused fingertips
that come from years of plucking, their graze was soft and inviting.
“Forgive me,” he chuckled as he pressed his thick, soft lips on the spot where my neck
meets my shoulders.
“K,” I sighed as I turned my lips to his.
He grabbed my chin and turned my face away as he worked his lips from the base of my
neck to my ear. Nothing inside me had recovered from the night before, but I was nearly panting
for more. I felt utterly helpless as his lips grazed my ear a second time. All I could do was kiss
the top of his head, which caused him to right himself and look me straight in the eyes. I leaned
forward and pressed my lips into his sharp jaw line. His breath stopped for a moment as I pulled
my lips away and returned them to his neck. Our pint glasses hit the sand, and he placed both
hands behind my head. Once again, his eyes held mine captive.
that song live before either.”
Bo’s shoulder paused on mine as he placed his elbows on bent knees, dangling his pint from
his long fingers. He slipped off his black Sperry’s and dragged his toes through the sand. Even
his feet are sexy.
“Still, you’re an asshole. I nearly fainted!”
My scalp tingled as he brushed my hair aside, dancing his fingers across the back of my
neck. His hands were tight, like guitar strings, and just as delicate. Despite the callused fingertips
that come from years of plucking, their graze was soft and inviting.
“Forgive me,” he chuckled as he pressed his thick, soft lips on the spot where my neck
meets my shoulders.
“K,” I sighed as I turned my lips to his.
He grabbed my chin and turned my face away as he worked his lips from the base of my
neck to my ear. Nothing inside me had recovered from the night before, but I was nearly panting
for more. I felt utterly helpless as his lips grazed my ear a second time. All I could do was kiss
the top of his head, which caused him to right himself and look me straight in the eyes. I leaned
forward and pressed my lips into his sharp jaw line. His breath stopped for a moment as I pulled
my lips away and returned them to his neck. Our pint glasses hit the sand, and he placed both
hands behind my head. Once again, his eyes held mine captive.
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This sounds really good. I love the excerpt. Thanks for sharing Val!
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