Thank you so much for having me here today to talk about my new release, NO TURNING BACK. It’s the start of a contemporary series centered on the sons of a notorious con artist.
The heroine and hero – Declan and Leah – had rough pasts. Declan grew up with a criminal father who basically abandoned him. Leah grew up in a family that was victimized by Declan’s father. Meeting for the first time, Declan and Leah have to deal with the weight of their family baggage, distrust…and a burning attraction. That attraction trips romance couples up every time, doesn’t it?
I thought I’d share a snippet of one of my favorite scenes. Leah thinks they are meeting to discuss the sale of the house Declan and his brothers inherited from their grandmother. Declan sees the meeting as a date, not a business meeting. These two may need some help communicating but there as a few things they do well. Lucky for them, kissing is on that list. Take a looks:
“Why are you really here? Tonight, in my house.” She could smell the soap in his skin, something with a hint of lime, and see the way his dark hair curled at the ends.
His mouth was so close. His body next to hers until it blocked her view of the kitchen beyond.
His gaze traveled over her face and landed on her mouth. “I don’t know.”
“At least that’s honest.” Her voice sounded breathy. She tried to inhale deeply through her nose to keep from gulping for air.
“You didn’t know I could be honest?” There was no anger in his voice but there was something else. The slightest shift until his breath blew across her cheek.
The air crackled and whatever was jumping back and forth between them had her head pounding. She had to move.
“Okay, stop. Let’s back up a second.” She slipped around the chair and kept walking around the table. The man had her literally running around in circles in her own dining room. “I get it. I don’t know what to believe anymore, but I can see that being Charlie Hanover’s kid would suck.”
“Just a little, yeah.”
“So, let me help. Really, I’m not working an angle here. Let’s work out a reasonable solution.”
She was so busy noticing his sudden smile that she missed the way he was following her around the table. The goal was to get to the kitchen, maybe keep her hands busy with drinks or something else, but she turned around and he stood in front of her, hovering over her. She shifted back against the wall and his hand balanced right next to her head. She couldn’t sneak around the corner to the bedroom, which was probably a good thing. But she couldn’t run either because she’d lost feeling in her legs.
“What if what I want from you has nothing to do with the house?” He was close enough for her to see the faint white outline of a scar along his jawline.
She balled her hand into a fist to keep from touching it. “You don’t—”
“Don’t tell me what I want or think. Every time I’m near you, you tick me off.”
“Well, that’s lovely, isn’t it?”
“But then that moment hits and suddenly you don’t bug me at all. Quite the opposite. I don’t understand it, but I’m not sure how much longer I can fight it.”
The same thing happened to her. She saw him and her knees weakened. He opened his mouth and she wanted to smack him. Then time marched on and the wobbly-knee thing came back. It was a vicious cycle of attraction to a man who should mean nothing to her.
“We could resolve the confusion by staying away from each other.” She put her hand against his chest to push him away. His heart hammered under her palm.
“Not going to happen.”
“I get a say in this.” Not that she intended to use a veto right now.
He leaned in with his entire body. Only her hand separated them as his mouth brushed up the line separating her cheek and her ear. “Then tell me to stop.”
It was all she could do to keep from grabbing a fistful of his shirt and dragging him in even tighter.
“That’s what I thought,” he said right before his mouth settled over hers, full and deep.
The kiss wasn’t subtle or short. He didn’t linger or caress. He dove in, his lips angling over hers as a groan rumbled in his chest. His hand rubbed the base of her neck and dipped into her hair. The other one slipped around her waist as his body pressed her into the wall.
Legs tangled as their hands slid over each other. She rotated her hips until she cradled his obvious bulge between her legs. He had her short of breath and aching to tear off his clothes. Even while she struggled to step away, a voice inside her head screamed to forget everything, everyone, and take this for her.
No Turning Back
by HelenKay Dimon
The Hanover brothers inherited some bad behavior from their con artist father. Now three strong women will make honest men out of them.
After ten years in the Army and four overseas deployments, Declan Hanover is ready for life away from a military base. Sweetwater, Oregon, a sleepy coastal town, seems like the perfect place to start over. His plan is to work out a deal with his brothers and the bank to let him keep the estate they’ve inherited, Shadow Hill. But he wasn’t prepared for Leah Baron, whose family lost everything to his father’s cons—including the house Declan intends to make his own…
Leah thinks Declan is just like his conman father. He possesses a bad boy charm that makes her heart pound, but that doesn’t mean she can trust him. All she wants is to get close to him so she can get her house back. But Declan has other ideas. He doesn’t mind being in close proximity to Leah—as long as it’s in the bedroom…
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