Journey’s
Edge
Tagline:
An
auditor seeks protection for her daughter from an ex-fiancé after an irate
client threatens. Does it add up to trouble or love?
Blurb:
A
Routine Audit? Hardly.
Red
flags—including some goon who's following her—raise McKinley Frasier's
suspicions that numbers don't add up at the insurance firm. When someone tries
to snatch McKinley's daughter from school, she turns to police officer and
ex-fiance, Renner Crossman—the cop who walked out on her a month before their
wedding. But Renner's not the same guy who broke her heart ten years ago. He
calls himself a "new man." She trusts the new Renner with her
daughter's safety...but what about her heart?
Excerpt:
"Honey,
if you’re looking for that kind of action, you’ve got the wrong room."
"What?"
McKinley gasped. She knew that voice, that rich timbre with just a hint of
teasing. Always teasing, forever flirting.
Renner
Crossman.
Oh,
no! What kind of twisted sense of humor did James suffer from? She didn’t want
to see Renner. She only wanted to know that he was in the hotel.
McKinley
tilted her head back, inching her line of vision up to Renner’s face. Just to
be sure. A lot could change after ten years. Look at her. She was a prime
example.
She
heard his deep intake of breath. Shock? Yeah, well, she could relate.
"Kinny?"
Ten
years faded into yesterday. Those espresso-colored eyes still gleamed with
mischief. Or was it something else? Maybe he hadn’t changed that much.
His
hands tightened around her arms, pulling her against him. She closed her eyes
and leaned into his chest.
Renner.
His
heart thumped a tune with hers. His breath whispered against her hair. And the
scent of his aftershave was like a dear friend. She sighed.
What
was it about him that latched on to her innermost dreams and desires and
wouldn’t let go? His grin? His have-no-cares-in-the-world style against her
organized, have-to-know-everything-beforehand outlook?
He
looped his arms around her back and pressed his forehead to hers, just like he
used to do. When he’d made her feel loved and cherished. Protected. Special.
A
clamp tightened around her stomach, cut off air, and she almost tossed the
cookies she’d scarfed down in place of dinner. Gag.
Special.
Yeah,
right. More like used and abused. Thrown away with the trash.
She
wasn’t safe in here, either. She braced her hands against his chest and jerked
a step back, telling her brain to reject his familiar, comforting scent. She
would take her chances in the hall.
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Meet Dora Hiers:
After a successful auditing career, Dora left
the corporate world to be a stay-at-home mom to her two sons. When her youngest
son didn’t want her hanging out at school with him anymore, Dora started
writing heart racing, God-gracing books. Dora belongs to the American Christian
Fiction Writers (ACFW) and the Carolina Christian Writers. Dora and her husband
make their home in Kannapolis, North Carolina.
When Dora isn’t writing, she enjoys reading,
family gatherings, and mountain cabin getaways. She despises traffic, bad
coffee, technological meltdowns, and a sad ending to a book. Her books always
end with a happily-ever-after!
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Comments
Merry Christmas to you, Lilly and Clare! Hope your season is Son-kissed. :-)