My writing career began in paranormal romance, slid sideways a little to include contemporary, and now? I’m very excited to be branching out into something new again. My upcoming release is a Berkley Sensation—and while it’s labeled Romantic Suspense, I like to call it High Adventure.
Take a peek at HIGH RISK, the first book in the Adrenaline series, coming March 5.
Adrenaline, Book 1
LIFELINE: an elite search-and-rescue squad based out of Banff, Alberta. Specializing in high-risk rescue missions, this team goes wherever the job takes them…??
Rebecca James was once revered for her devil-may-care attitude and backcountry survival skills. But ever since she lost her partner in a fatal accident, patches of her memory have been missing. And until she can recall those final, tragic moments before the accident, she can’t move on.
Since Marcus Landers was permanently injured during a mission, all his energies have been focused on his Lifeline team. When Becki—whom he had an intense affair with seven years ago—arrives in Banff, he’s inspired to reignite the spark they once had. Their mutual ardor slowly awakens Becki’s dormant, haunting memories.
New truths surface until Becki must at last confront her greatest fear. Remembering the past might mean a future without the man she loves…
Enjoy an excerpt from HIGH RISK:
She held his arm as they paced along the main corridor. “Not that I want to change your plans, but what are your plans?” Marcus asked.
Becki glanced up and down the hall, then pushed open an EMPLOYEES ONLY door. “I told you. I want a pretty view of the room.”
“Brilliant woman.” It was the most logical explanation for trespassing possible.
She’d found the correct door. The stairwell rose and she laughed softly, racing the stairs in her high heels with a lot less difficulty than she’d claimed.
They exited into a narrow corridor with doors off the right-hand wall.
“You have any idea where we’re going?” Marcus asked.
Becki paused. “I thought I did, but now . . .”
“Good.” Because he knew just the spot. “Follow me.”
The third door revealed his target. What would probably be called a theater box anywhere else, but here, it was a damn fine view overlooking the main dance floor and the grand ballroom.
Becki slipped beside him, resting her hands lightly on the railing as she peered down. “Whoa, that’s sweet.”
Shit. “No problem with the height?” Because having her freeze would totally make all the other plans winging through his brain impossible.
Becki looked again, then shook her head. “Not sure why, but this is okay.”
“Solid footing beneath you might make a difference.”
Then she stood and faced him. The powdery blue of her dress glistened with the fine threads of silver shot through the fabric. She’d twisted her hair into a fancy do, small bits hanging beside her face to frame her smile. A faint blush coloured her cheeks, her eyes outlined with thin blue that made her pupils look bigger. Or maybe that was because of the way she was looking him over, like he was on the menu.
He sure the hell hoped so.
“You have something else in mind other than checking out the fancy event from the heavens?” Because if she didn’t, he most certainly did.
She leaned toward him, and the fine silver chain around her neck swung forward, the tiny heart locket popping free from the neckline and flashing for a second in the light. “I’ve missed you,” she breathed quietly.
He waited. Damn if he didn’t want to do more, but this was her time to take the lead. And lead she did.
She pressed her hands to her waistline and skimmed lower over her hips, bending slightly until her fingers reached the bottom edge of her skirt. She didn’t have far to lean, not with the leading edge striking midway up her long limbs, but it was far enough to offer him a lovely view of the curve of her breasts, the creamy white shining against her dress like twin clouds in a blue sky.
“If you’re trying to drive me insane, it’s working. I think I just wrote a poem about your breasts.”
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