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See Jane Fall
(Heart of Montana #3)
SYNOPSIS:
When Trend magazine contracts Lindstrom & Sons to manage a fashion shoot in Yellowstone, easygoing Lars Lindstrom rolls his eyes at the assignment. “Babysitting” supermodel Samara Amaya’s assistant for a week sounds like a snore, even amidst the park's lush wildlife and scenery. Little does he know that spending time with Jane Mays, Samara’s down-to-earth, smart-mouthed assistant and cousin, will be the most exciting week he's ever spent. Her smoky voice and surprisingly sweet heart are everything he never knew he wanted.
Jane has been hurt before, but this time her handsome tour guide seems a perfect match. From loving the same music to some effortlessly sexy sparring, Lars "gets" her, and Jane can't seem to keep herself from falling for him...until Samara blows into town. Used to living in Samara's shadow, Jane knows that Lars will be nothing more than a notch in a bedpost if the spoiled supermodel has her way. In the past, maybe she would have stepped aside. This time, Jane'll find the strength to stand up to her cousin once and for all…and trust that Lars will be there to catch her if she falls.
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EXCERPT:
“You know you’re cute, right, Jane?” Lars
asked.
“You don’t have to say that.”
“I wouldn’t if it wasn’t true.”
“All part of the service.”
“Nope, that’s my personal opinion.”
Jane had had just about enough. “You don’t have to do that.” An
edge crept into her tone.
He pulled over to the side of the road, put the car in park and
cut the engine, looking at her. “I don’t have to do what?”
“You don’t need to butter me up. You don’t need to flatter me.
I’m the assistant. Let me schoolyou here, Professor… I’m the girl
that’s the friend, Lars. I’m the girl you talk to about
the girl you’re going out with on Friday night. I’m the girl who
tells you which restaurant to take her to, and what kind of wine she hopes
you’ll order. I’ll even come over beforehand and help you pick out what shirt
to wear, and if you forget your wallet while you’re out with her, I’ll jimmy
your bedroom window open, find it in the pants you wore yesterday and drive it
over to the restaurant. And when I hand it to you, she’ll look at me like I’m
nothing…and--”
“Jane.”
“What?”
“Stop talking.” In an instant he had unsnapped his seatbelt,
unsnapped hers, slipped one arm around her waist and pulled her across the seat
next to him.
He placed his hands on either side of her face and before she
could completely get her head around what was about to happen, she felt his
lips brush gently, but firmly, across hers.
Her eyes closed, tearing up from the unexpected sweetness of his
reassurance, and as her lips opened in surprise, she kissed him back. His
fingers played with her curls, tilting her face exactly how he wanted it,
moving his lips with more urgency.
She lowered her hands to rest her knuckles on his
thighs, and he moved his hands from her face down her arms to her hips where
she felt his fingers curl into fists along the waistband of her jeans as the
kiss deepened, as he slipped his tongue into her mouth and pulled her closer to
him. His tongue plunged deeper, satiny and stroking, making her dizzy from the
contact, her breathing fast and fierce as her palms pushed down on this iron
muscles of his thighs.
Her heart pounded, her head was spinning, her insides a swirling
mess of longing and warning, feuding in the overwhelmed territory between her
head and her heart. She felt his fingers graze the skin of her waist under her
shirt, which made goose bumps rise all over her body, and somehow prompted her
back to reality.
“Wait.” Jane drew back, panting. She didn’t dare look into his
eyes, staring at her hands on his leg instead, listening to the sound of her
breathing, which was amplified in her ears, heavy and ragged.
She unfurled her fingers and reached up to touch the tender, hot
skin of her lips with a tentative caress, finally looking up at Lars. He was
watching her, searching her face with a frank, unapologetic, unwavering gaze.
She read it quickly; Hungry for more, but happy with what he’d just
gotten.
About the author:
Katy Regnery
Katy is a 2013 NECRWA First Kiss and 2013 NTRWA Great Expectations contest finalist who has always loved telling a good story and credits her mother with making funny, heartwarming tales come alive throughout her childhood. A lifelong devotee of all Romance writing, from Edwardian to present-day, it was just a matter of time before Katy tried her hand at writing a love story of her own. Katy lives in the relative-wilds of northern Fairfield County, Connecticut where her writing room looks out at the woods, and her husband, two young children and two dogs create just enough cheerful chaos to remind her that the very best love stories of all can often be the messy or unexpected ones. Katy has a Paranormal alter-ego: KP Kelley - https://twitter.com/KPKelleyAuthor
Her Paranormal It's You is scheduled for a Winter 2014 release.
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