Finding Forever is the second book in the Boulder Bodyguards series, although it can be read as a standalone story. A contemporary romance with suspense elements, it follows Amelia, the quietest of the trio of friends dubbed the “Royal Court.” If you haven’t read the first book, What the Lady Wants, yet, it’s on sale for only .99 through Nov 16th.
Book Blurb:
Amelia
Westlake is about to marry the wrong man. The only thing to do when her rich
and powerful fiancé refuses to accept her change of heart is hide out until the
dreaded day is long past. If only the bodyguard chosen to go with her wasn’t so
intriguing. And thoughtful. And sexy. Daryl Raintree is starting to see a whole
new side to the Westlake Princess while they’re forced together on his parent’s
remote horse ranch. No longer the timid mouse, she’s becoming a woman learning
her own worth. Even knowing it can only end badly, neither of them seems able
to stop the attraction they feel. But not everyone is content to let Amelia
ruin their plans. With the clock ticking, she’ll have to decide if she’s
willing to give up everything she has in order to gain everything she’s ever
wanted.
Excerpt from Finding Forever
The
kiss he brushed over her cheek was soft and chaste, and still it made her heart
zing. She stared up at him, uncertain if he was going to kiss her again,
praying he would, knowing he shouldn’t. So she surprised them both when she
went up on her toes and pressed her mouth to his instead. At first he did
nothing. Then, just as the doubts wormed their way in and she was about to pull
away, he put his hand on the back of her head and took over the kiss.
Oh. My. God.
That
was Amelia’s last coherent thought as Daryl’s mouth plundered hers. His lips
were soft and firm and definitely knew their way around a kiss. When his tongue
delved into her mouth to brush against hers, she moaned, and when his arms came
around her body and pulled her flush against him, she was pretty sure she
whimpered. He felt so good. Better
than the pillow she’d hugged all night long, that was for sure. Far from being
soft and lumpy, he was hard and strong and giving off enough heat to keep her
warm forever.
Not
satisfied to play a passive role in the kiss, Amelia slid her arms around his
neck and angled her head a touch more, allowing her to deepen the kiss and draw
a sound of either pleasure or surprise from Daryl. He broke from her mouth and
rained a flurry of kisses over her cheek and down her throat while his hands
roamed restlessly down her back. His mouth had just reached the upper curve of
her breast when Kim’s voice calling from the living room froze them both like a
dash of cold water.
Amelia
and Daryl stared at each other, breathing hard. Slowly, as though he had to
convince himself to do it, Daryl released his hold on her and took a step back,
then another. She was glad he still had enough functioning brain cells to act
because everything she had was mush at the moment, totally destroyed by that
kiss.
Oh, God, that kiss!
Daryl
shook his head. “That will not happen again,” he rasped. Retreating to the
door, he turned back to add, “And you’re not leaving.” He shut the door with a
definitive snap.
Amelia
stared at where he’d been for a long second before collapsing back onto the
bed, her legs feeling like they’d turned to pudding. “Wow.”
As
for Daryl’s assertions, well, he was dead wrong on them both. She was going to find a way to get to Texas
and keep everyone safe doing it. And that kiss would definitely happen again before she left.
AUTHOR
BIO:
Nika
Rhone spent her childhood wearing out library cards as she read her way through
the extraordinary worlds far beyond her small hometown on Long Island, NY. By
her teens, her imagination was taking her places all on its own, forcing her to
learn how to type (badly) so she could get all the stories down on paper. After
a long love affair with science fiction and fantasy, she finally discovered
romance, fell head-over-heels, and now spends her days crafting
happily-ever-afters for the characters who still tell their stories faster (and
better) than she can type them. Connect with Nika here:
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