Tuesday, February 4, 2014

LitConnect Blog Tour: Excerpt from Rekindled by Kaylea Cross + #Giveaway (ebooks)


Meet Kaylea:
New York Times and USA Today Bestselling author Kaylea Cross writes edge-of-your-seat military romantic suspense. Her work has won many awards and has been nominated for both the Daphne du Maurier and the National Readers’ Choice Awards. A Registered Massage Therapist by trade, Kaylea is also an avid gardener, artist, Civil War buff, Special Ops aficionado, belly dance enthusiast and former nationally-carded softball pitcher. She lives in Vancouver, BC with her husband and sons.

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His sigh was loud in the quiet room. “Come lie down and get warm. I can tell you’re cold.”

It would be stupid to stand there shivering and it was clear he had no intention of leaving the bed. She walked around to the far side and slid in, careful to keep the robe tied securely around her as she laid on her side with her back to him. The mattress shifted as Alex rolled to face her back. He ran a gentle hand over her hair.

“Want to talk about it?”

“No.” The memories were still too fresh, too raw. Hold me. Make love to me the way you did before.

A long beat of silence passed. She realized she was holding her breath, half expecting him to grab her shoulder and turn her to face him. She jolted a little when instead he moved in behind her, his thighs against the undersides of hers, his chest pressed against her back. He slipped one strong arm around her waist and tugged her into him so that she was surrounded by his heat and strength.

She lay rigid, afraid to move, terrified of the needs rising inside her. More than anything in that moment she wanted to erase the emotional distance from him and just feel, experience one last time what lovemaking was like with him. Her muscles knotted with the need to turn over and wrap her arms around him, burrow into his heat and let him burn the lingering fear away. She knew he could do that.

Alex kept his arm around her and laid his head beside hers, his breath fanning the nape of her neck, stirring embers of desire that could burst into flame at any moment. She knew he was aroused, could feel the solid length of his erection pressed against her bottom. But he didn’t act on it. He simply held her close and let his presence chase the demons of her past away. The heat of the hand splayed protectively over her stomach burned through the thin fabric of the robe. Slowly she relaxed, took a few deep breaths and closed her eyes to better savor the feeling of security that washed over her.

“That’s better,” he murmured, the praise in his voice soothing her as much as his embrace. He removed his hand from her stomach to trail his fingers through her damp hair. His fingertips grazed her scalp in a slow, drugging rhythm that sent tiny frissons of pleasure down her spine.

She almost moaned. “Feels good,” she whispered.

“Mmm, it does. I love touching you.”

Her heart squeezed. He’d never been shy about that, seeming to truly enjoy touching her and seeing her reaction. She’d soaked up every touch, every kiss and caress like water offered to a woman dying of thirst. She remembered his voice crooning to her as he made her blind with pleasure, praising and guiding her through the erotic journey he’d taken her on. Arousal curled deep in her belly at the thought.

He felt amazing and she’d dreamed of being in his arms again for so long. Letting her guard down a little further, Grace snuggled back tighter into the shelter of his body. The hand in her hair trailed down her nape and over her shoulder, following her curves as his palm stroked over her ribs, waist and hip, then back up. Not in a sexual way exactly, but her body didn’t care. Her nipples beaded against the robe and a slow, hot throb started up in her core.

It would be so very easy to slip the robe off, turn in his arms and let him banish the lingering fear and sadness with what she knew he could do to her. He still wanted her and she knew he’d take care of her every need. But she also knew having sex with him would be a huge mistake right now. There was still so much she didn’t know about him.


Excerpt from REKINDLED ©2014 by Kaylea Cross. All rights reserved.


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Genre: Romantic Suspense
Series: Titanium Security Series #5
Length: 130 pages
Publisher: Kaylea Cross (January 21, 2014)

The only things Natalie Bouchard wants to change are the weekly specials in her Gram’s diner. So when her high school sweetheart strolls back into Dearling, Texas, she allows herself to indulge in a little flirtation, but that’s as far as it goes.

Navy SEAL Sawyer Nolan has returned to sell his father’s land and get the hell out, no matter how enticing he still finds Natalie. Until a storm rolls over the Texas hills, stranding them together at the farm…and the memories of their steamy past lead to a reunion filled with hot days and long nights.
Soon Natalie’s so far under Sawyer’s skin he can’t imagine being without her. But he has a lot of history in Dearling he’d like to leave behind, and Natalie is practically married to this town. If Sawyer wants to be more than just another person who leaves Natalie, he’ll have to give his hometown—and himself—one more chance.



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