Neal
Sinclair meets David Bankston in a college town bar. He’s tall, dark,
and handsome, and wears a Stetson like nobody’s business.
When
they dance, inner passion heats up while inhibitions melt away. Neal
quickly discovers David’s not a Southerner at all. He’s a Boston
architect, in Tuscaloosa for only one night. The next morning, they
struggle to walk away from something that caught them both by surprise.
Time
doesn’t diminish the ache they feel in each other’s absence. Unable to
stay apart, David arranges to take Neal to watch her beloved Crimson
Tide play in a football bowl game. Reunited, they’re determined to make
it work. When separated, they perfect the art of open communication.
They each know that true love is a long shot.
But
distance isn’t the only thing standing in their way. Unbeknownst to
her, Neal’s overprotective father is, too. With so much conspiring
against them, can a natural disaster turn the odds in their favor?
******** EXCERPT *********
“What’s this?” she asked curiously.
“Do you do tequila shots?”
“Never have before.”
“Then you’re in for a treat. This is a slightly different recipe from the traditional salt and lime. I think you’ll like it.”
“How do you do it?” She looked at the three separate ingredients and wondered if there was a method to the madness.
“I’ll show you how I’m going to do it. May I have your hand, please?”
He
held his palm out and she placed her hand in it. He turned it over, so
the underside was exposed, and then he kissed it open mouthed. Neal
watched him run his tongue over her skin, making it glisten with saliva.
Then he sprinkled a generous amount of cinnamon over the slick spot. He
picked up the whiskey and held it in one hand then dipped his mouth to
suck her wrist. She felt him lick softly over her skin, and the fire
started to burn inside her. He sat up and raised an eyebrow at her as he
quickly consumed the liquid and then he sucked on the wedge to drain
the juice out of the citrusy pulp.
“Damn, that’s hot.” She could already feel the rush of moisture to her sexual center, and crossed her legs.
David’s expression was lustful as the rush of alcohol began to take effect. “Your turn.”
He reached for her wrist, but she quickly jerked it back from him.
“No way, Cowboy,” she admonished him. “I’m doing it like you showed me.”
She
reached out for his hand. When he extended it to her, she pushed up his
sweater, then unbuttoned his shirt sleeve and rolled it up to get it
out of the way. She kissed his wrist just below his thumb, and then took
her own slow, sweet time to suck it until it was thoroughly wet before
applying the aromatic spice. Neal licked the cinnamon, threw back the
tequila, and bit the orange wedge that he held out to her. As soon as
she swallowed, he covered her mouth with his and plundered it with his
tongue.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Joan
Chandler is a Florida native who has lived in the Deep South all of her
life. She is married with two children who are her pride and joy. She
lives a double life of sorts, holding down a nine-to-five job during the
day, and writing steamy romance at night—often with her black cat
curled up in her arms as she types.
When
she’s not spending her spare time working on her next novel, she loves
to go camping, sharing girls’ night out with her friends, walking her
two dogs, and watching college football.
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twitter account: @joanchandler1
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email: joanchandler13@gmail.com
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5 comments:
This book sounds wonderful! Thank you for the excerpt and the giveaway! kbinmich@yahoo.com
Book sounds great! Going on my TBR! Thanks for the giveaway!
Thank you for hosting me today on my book tour. Bama Bride was a lot of fun to write.
I appreciate the kind remarks your readers have left today.
Happy reading,
Joan
Interesting story
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Sounds like a great book!
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