Monday, August 20, 2007
New Release Mountain Rendezvous
So Mountain Rendezvous, the second in my Rendezvous series releases tomorrow. If you read book one you might be curious to see what happened to Caitlyn's sister...
Available 8/21 from Loose Id
When Meredith killed her husband in self defense, she certainly didn’t expect to ever see him again. But if what Federal Agent Slade Jackson says is true, then Jake is alive and killing women several states away. What else can she do but help Slade catch the killer before any more women die. Including herself.
A shiver raced up Meredith’s spine as someone breathed the soft words in her ear. She fought the uneasy feeling that crept into the pit of her belly and hovered there. The scent of aroused male tickled her nose, and she sniffed the air trying to figure out who stood behind her.
Spice and pine hit her first, then the more earthy scent of male. It intrigued her despite her unwillingness to feel anything again. Even without seeing him, desire flared in her belly. The emotion was not only unwanted, but a shock . She hadn’t felt this way since before she’d married Jake.
As she struggled to tamp down the sensation, Meredith plastered a neutral smile on her face. No matter how her body reacted, she couldn’t allow those emotions and feelings to rule her. It’d been a long, hard road, but traveling down it had taught her she wasn’t a good judge of men. The reminder quenched the silly girlish fluttering in her stomach.
She turned around and met a broad chest covered in black cotton. Then she looked up. Up. Up. Her admirer stood at least six and a half feet tall, if not more. Thick black waves of hair brushed against broad shoulders. Shoulders that looked as if they could carry the weight of the world on them. She needed someone to do that for her.
Meredith lowered her gaze, trying to ignore the way his black T-shirt clung to his hard abs and the way his tight jeans revealed his predicament. Holy monkey. He was huge and she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the sight. Her knees grew weak until she finally tore her gaze away.
Who was this gorgeous male and why was he whispering in her ear? Meredith shifted her gaze to his face. Bright blue eyes darkened as they raked over her body.
Oh, man. She hadn’t dared examine him that thoroughly. Okay, maybe she had, but who was he and why did he make her feel this way? Dear God, she wanted to bite him. Her body hummed as she licked suddenly dry lips.
“Can I help you?”
Did she really sound so breathless and sexy? Stupid, Meredith. Don’t encourage him.
“I hope so,” he purred and leaned closer. “Is your boss around? I need to speak to
And I need to take you in the back room and have my wicked way with you, gorgeous. Meredith forced away those thoughts. He was an unknown, and therefore the enemy. It wouldn’t help that she was attracted to him. She looked him over again, but this time for weapons. She didn’t see anything obvious, but knew his type, and they never left home without one.
The way he held a black leather jacket draped over one shoulder drew her gaze to his firm biceps. Even though she knew it was wrong, Meredith let herself imagine what it would feel like to be held by him. Those strong arms wrapped around her, his large hands pulling her close, that delicious mouth lowering to hers. His mouth quirked into an irresistible grin as if he knew what she was thinking. That was impossible. No one could get through her shields.