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Hot Winter by C.J. Lake
Publication date: December 2nd
2014
Genres: New Adult, Romance
Genres: New Adult, Romance
Synopsis:
*Story
contains explicit/steamy scenes that are intended for mature
readers.
**All books in C.J. Lake’s Attraction Series are standalone novels with NO cliffhangers.
It was supposed to be a simple job. A favor for a friend, nothing complicated. But that was before I realized who Emma was. I knew I wasn’t imagining the tension between us–still there and getting stronger every second. She wanted to keep things professional now. I suppose we’d have to try–because if we gave in…once would never be enough…
I never thought I’d see Matt Winter again, and now here he was. Working on my house! Making me nervous, flustered, and almost breathless. Disarming me and making me feel things I haven’t even considered since my husband died four years ago. No, I don’t want to want him. My life was in order before he came, and I’m leaving Boston anyway. Forget Matt. It’s the only logical option. So…why can’t I stay away from him?
**All books in C.J. Lake’s Attraction Series are standalone novels with NO cliffhangers.
It was supposed to be a simple job. A favor for a friend, nothing complicated. But that was before I realized who Emma was. I knew I wasn’t imagining the tension between us–still there and getting stronger every second. She wanted to keep things professional now. I suppose we’d have to try–because if we gave in…once would never be enough…
I never thought I’d see Matt Winter again, and now here he was. Working on my house! Making me nervous, flustered, and almost breathless. Disarming me and making me feel things I haven’t even considered since my husband died four years ago. No, I don’t want to want him. My life was in order before he came, and I’m leaving Boston anyway. Forget Matt. It’s the only logical option. So…why can’t I stay away from him?
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Excerpt:
Wordlessly,
she handed him the check. Folding it, he shook his head.
“Man, I’m so glad nothing happened between us last night,” he
muttered as he stuck the check in his pocket.
Emma’s
face crumpled. “What?”
she said, feeling insulted and hurt (even though she’d basically
given him the longer version of the same sentiment).
With
a short, humorless laugh, Matt said, “I don’t need this drama.”
“No
one has ever accused me of being overdramatic.”
“If
you give me this big of a hassle over a bill, God knows what you’d
do to me in bed,” he said.
“I
wouldn’t do anything to you! Wait--I didn’t mean it the way
it sounded…” she fumbled.
“You’d
probably tell me I’m doing it wrong.”
Rage
boiled inside her, as she struggled for a comeback. “I’d
only tell you that if you were.”
With
a cocky laugh, Matt leaned his face toward hers and said, “I do it
just fine.”
She
pasted on a patronizing smile. “Well good for you.”
“It
could have been good for you, too,” he remarked plainly. “But
that ship has sailed.”
At
first, Emma’s mouth dropped open. Then she let out a shocked
sort of laugh. “Oh my God! I hope you’re not
seriously trying to use reverse psychology to get me to sleep with
you?”
Impatiently,
Matt said, “Emma, aren’t you listening? I don’t even want
to sleep with you anymore.”
With
her fists balling at her sides, she said, “Good. Actually,
that works out well, because I really don’t want to sleep with
you.”
“Uh-huh,
sure, okay,” Matt said briskly. “Well, I’m glad we’ve
cleared that up now.” He turned toward the door, adding, “Now
it won’t have to be unclear when I cross paths with you again
someday.”
“Don’t
worry, you probably won’t cross paths with me anyway,” she called
after him. “I’m leaving remember?”
At
that, Matt paused, looked back at her. His expression seemed
more solemn. “Right, I forgot, well…good bye, Emma.”
“Wait.”
With
his hand on the doorknob, Matt turned.
Impulsively,
Emma reached for the stack of envelopes that was sitting on hutch by
the stairs. She flipped through it and pulled out the one with
Matt’s name on it. “Here,” she said, walking toward him.
At first he just eyed the envelope, confused. “It’s a
Christmas card,” Emma explained offhandedly. “You might as
well take it now.”
Wordlessly,
Matt shifted his gaze from the envelope to Emma’s face. His
dark eyes burned into her. She swallowed feebly, still holding
the card out for him. “To hell with this,” he uttered
gruffly, and slid a hand around her neck, pulled her to him and
kissed her.
C.J.
Lake is a storyteller who is passionate about art, surfing, and
skiing/snowboarding. Residing near the coast of Massachusetts,
C.J. is working on a new book that will feature Tragan Barrett's
friend, Matt Winter. Readers can get in touch via
email (writercjlake@gmail.com),
or follow C.J. on Twitter @brightbluesurf.
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