Book blurb for “Winter’s Heat” by Cristin Harber

Today is a book blurb tour stop for
Winter’s Heat by Cristin Harber. The novel is a contemporary suspense/military romance.



Cristin will be
awarding a $25 gift card to Victoria’s Secret, and gifted e-copies of the five titles
in the series (starting with Winter’s Heat. Three novels and two novellas) to one
randomly drawn commenter during this tour AND the
Virtual Super Book Blast tour. 
 To be entered for a chance to win any of these gifts, leave a comment below. And to increase your chances of winning, feel free to visit other tour stops and leave comments there, too.


Blurb:
After putting her life on the line to protect classified
intelligence, military psychologist Mia Kensington is on a cross-country road
trip from hell with an intrusive save-the-day hero. Uninterested in his white
knight act, she’d rather take her chances without the ruggedly handsome,
cold-blooded operative who boasts an alpha complex and too many guns.
Colby Winters, an elite member of The Titan Group, has a single
objective on his black ops mission: recover a document important to national
security. It was supposed to be an easy in-and-out operation. But now, by any
means necessary becomes a survival mantra when he faces off with a stunning
woman he can’t leave behind.
When Titan’s safe houses are compromised, Colby stashes Mia at his
home, exposing his secret—he’s the adoptive father of an orphaned baby girl.
Too soon, danger arrives and Mia lands in the hands of a sadistic cartel king
with a taste for torture. As hours bleed into fear-drenched days, Colby races
across the globe and through a firestorm of bullets to save the woman he can’t
live without.
Excerpt: (First
Kiss Between Colby Winters and Mia Kensington. They’re in a truck, driving down
a deserted highway after a gunfight.)
She smelled like vanilla and sugar,
even after the hell she’d been through that day. Her soft hair brushed up
against his bare bicep. Unsettled need prickled down his neck. His throat
tightened, and fire ran to his groin.
“Mia…” Distraction and anticipation
stole words from his lips.
His heart pounded loud in his chest,
fighting for his attention. With each flutter of her eyelashes and innocent
movement against his skin, his tension spiked. It was shocking. He was on the
job. There was no time for distraction. Losing control was unheard of.
Unacceptable.
His arm was cemented around her
shoulder, and it wasn’t moving. He stared as the broken white lines on the
highway passed in quick revolutions, one right after another. The hum of the
truck’s engine poked at his concentration.
He needed to get out of this truck.
He needed cool, fresh air to cover him. Right now. Deep, mind-clearing breaths
were in order as soon as possible. Anything to get his disciplined mind back to
what it did best—analyze, act, accomplish.
Winters made a sharp exit off the
highway onto an unlit ramp. He jammed on the brakes. Gravel spit from under the
truck. The back end skidded and fishtailed before it came to a stop. His heart
thumped. His throat tightened. The faint scent of burned rubber filtered into
the pickup cab.
Oh, what the hell. No way was he
getting out of this truck.
As fast as he pulled off the road,
he brought her close to his face, and without even a second to hover over her,
he crushed his lips onto hers. Her tense mouth gasped a breath, then melted.
The hot caress of her tongue sent explosions from his chest to the palms of his
hands. The pounding in his heart didn’t get any better. It only pushed his
racing pulse faster, making it gallop wild, as intoxicating rockets flamed
inside him.
Insanity. She was delicious
insanity.
In between breathless pants, wicked
want fired. Her lips were full. Her kiss was better than he expected, and hell,
he expected a whole lot. She stoked him faster than he could ever remember. A
kiss unlike any other kiss. There was no denying that.
He knotted a hand in her hair, held
her to him, and devoured her. The press of her silken flesh made him hunger for
more. His breathing deteriorated into a desperate rasp of torture. With each
inhalation, he smelled, tasted, and consumed feminine beauty. This angel was a
vixen in disguise, and God help him, he wanted her.
Her small hands wrapped into his T-shirt,
then she stroked his stomach, flexing her fingertips against the fabric and
straining against him. He dropped his lips to her neck, and she moaned. That
perfect purr fanned his desperation. Her goose bumps flashed under his tongue’s
caress, and she shuddered with each whipping kiss.
She tasted of sweat and tear gas, of
soft woman, and carnal ambition. There wasn’t a timid thing about Mia. Who was
he to assume what she wanted? To think she needed soothing and caring? It
seemed all she needed was him. Hard. Tough. Possessive.
Author bio
and links:
Cristin
Harber
Romantic
Suspense Author: Higher Stakes. Hotter Action.
MOM.
WIFE. AUTHOR.
Lover
of all things sexy and happily ever after.
I
live outside Washington, DC with my family: my husband (who doesn’t mind my
collection of book boyfriends), an independent toddler, and an English bulldog
named Britta who loves to be a conversation piece. Oh, we have a baby on the
way—arriving about the same time as Winter’s Heat debuts!
I
love southern food, listen to country music, am always too hot or too cold, and
spend hours reading and writing. I cheer on my University of Louisville
Cardinals-GO CARDS! When I’m not pregnant (or nursing), I like a little bourbon
or sweet wine. Pregnant or not, I love a lot of chocolate.
I
can’t save the world, so instead, I write about those that do. There’s a
special place in my heart for those who keep us safe. My Titan series debuts
this fall with five titles available in 2013: Winter’s Heat, Garrison’s
Creed
, Westin’s Chase, Chased, and Gambled.
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