Winner for Short Contemporary in the Tampa Area Romance Association (TARA) contest 2007
Finalist for Short Contemporary in the Virginia Romance Writers Contest, Fool For Love 2009
LOVE BORN FROM BATTLE. . . .
Spirited repo owner, Rory Dawson, agrees to be what she isn't in order to save her father from a prison sentence. Now Pop is safe, but is her heart?
Handsome banker, Kane Williams, has made a deal with a most provocative devil in hopes of securing a coveted promotion. All his life Kane has endeavored to be the best, to erase the failure of his father. Will years of work be forfeited for a woman, albeit the sexiest one he's ever known?
From opposite sides of the tracks, Rory and Kane forge an unlikely friendship. Soon, that friendship becomes a steamy relationship. Through trial and pain, they battle to have the love of a lifetime. BATTLE BORN LOVE is the first in my BATTLE LOVE series.
Excerpt from BATTLE BORN LOVE
She bit her lower lip. "Sorry."
Kane straightened, his gaze fastened to her mouth as her teeth released the fleshy skin. He suppressed his growl on a cough. "It doesn't matter," he choked out. "We should leave anyway. It was wrong to put you in this situation."
From the corner of his eye, Kane saw two assistant managers from the downtown office pass by, staring. He edged Rory closer to the wall to shield her.
She placed a hand on his arm. "How will it look if we leave? We should stay."
He massaged the tight muscles in his neck, trying to figure a way out of the evening. She was right, damn it.
Her hand squeezed. "I promise to stay by your side and be the best fake girlfriend ever. No one will suspect anything. In fact. . ." He watched her gaze slide over to the managers who were still ogling them.
"I think it's show time."
Before he could react, Rory wrapped both hands around his neck and pulled him to her waiting lips. Her tongue made an immediate foray into his mouth and Kane's world zeroed down to nothing. No restaurant. No bank people. Nothing.
Just Rory.
He tilted her head up with his middle finger while his thumb stroked her cheek, his tongue sparring with hers. Kane needed his other hand propped on the wall for support.
To a casual observer, the kiss probably didn't seem all that intense. What a lie.
Small sounds, only he could hear, emanated from deep in her throat. Her body quivered closer to his. Kane thought again about leaving, now for very different reasons.
Rory broke the kiss and her eyes, bright and iridescent skewed him. She cleared her throat. "We should return to your friends." In reluctant moves, he shifted to give her room to move. Her hand again squeezed.
"But, if you want to continue this later, you'll know where I'll be. In the bedroom next to you."
His thoughts on that temptation, Kane followed behind her to the group.
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