Available on June 16 2014, the
second book in the Due South series.
Book
Blurb
Big,
sexy men who don’t relate well to kids need not apply…
Kezia
Murphy plays her widow card well. When you don’t trust people not
to let you down, it’s easier to not get involved—and getting
involved with a man who makes her skin sizzle just by looking at him
would be una
pazzia—crazy!
Four years ago while Kezia’s daughter, Zoe, battled leukaemia, a
tragic accident stole her husband’s life. Starting over in the
little town of Oban where she’s adopted into the close knit
community on Stewart Island, Kezia and her daughter are all the
family the other needs. Except Zoe yearns for more.
New
Zealand’s worst candidate for instant fatherhood…
Ben
doesn’t do gooey emotional stuff. He doesn’t do cosy home and
family. And he sure isn’t the big teddy-bear Kezia Murphy, the
woman he secretly fantasises about, thinks he is. So when Jade, his
surprise eight-year-old daughter arrives on his doorstep, he’s a
D-minus student struggling to pass a crash-course in parenting.
They’ll
either melt or raze their lives to the ground…
When
the sparks of attraction between Kezia and Ben fan into an inferno,
Ben doesn’t know how much longer the layers of resistance around
his heart can resist melting into the gooey mess he fears. The more
he fights it the harder it is to make the choice that will destroy
the family he now longs to claim.
(Excerpt)
He
moved like a much smaller, lighter man. A runner or a gymnast—all
coiled power that could switch from casual swagger to lightning-fast
action in a heartbeat.
She
licked dry lips as he stalked closer, a witty response swallowed by
the slow burn kindling low in her body. Both English and Italian
deserted her, and she simply drank him in. Too good-looking, too
confident—too much of everything that eroded her determination to
resist him.
Bracing
her spine as he stood alongside her, she waited for the punch line or
another double entendre.
But
he said nothing.
Just
gazed down with a small half smile. Which was another word for a
smirk—a baby,
you know you’re impressed
smirk.
She
fanned herself with the edge of the board. Did she need a reminder of
why she hated Alpha males? After growing up in a home full of five
bull-headed Alpha brothers, no, she did not.
Ben’s
arm brushed hers as he moved to let Noah past. Beneath her summery
dress, her nipples puckered against her lacy bra cup.
Oh,
no! Not again.
Kezia
hugged the clipboard to her chest and closed her eyes. Please
St. Paula, let the clipboard base be wide enough to cover my boobs.
A
soft, rumbling sound next to her—Ben chuckling.
Sweet
Mother! Had she spoken aloud? A quick glance confirmed her worst
fears unfounded. Ben stared blandly into the crowd, as if he had no
idea how much his closeness affected her.
Honestly,
she should ask the Patron Saint of Widows for more than boob
coverage. She needed strength—brute strength—to resist either the
urge to murder the man, or the almost-as-terrifying urge to jump his
bones until he begged for mercy.
Due
South Series
Visit
the wild and beautiful Stewart Island and the Due South world by
reading Book 1 of the Due South series, In Too Deep.
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Author
Bio.
Tracey
Alvarez lives in the Coolest Little Capital in the World (a.k.a
Wellington, New Zealand)
where she’s yet
to be buried under her to-be-read book pile by Wellington’s
infamous wind—her Kindle’s a lifesaver! Married to
a wonderfully supportive IT guy, she has two teens who would love to
be surgically linked to their electronic devices.
Fuelled
by copious amounts of coffee, she’s the author of contemporary
romantic fiction set predominantly in New Zealand. Small-towns, close
communities, and families are a big part of the heart-warming stories
she writes. Oh, and hot, down-to-earth heroes—Kiwi men, in other
words.
When
she’s not writing, thinking about writing, or procrastinating about
writing, she can be found reading sexy books of all romance genres,
nibbling on smuggled chocolate bars, or bribing her kids to take over
the housework.
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