Title:
Roxie
Author:
Kimberly Dean
Release
date: July, 2014
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
Book
Description:
It’s time for this identical
triplet to meet her match.
Can a wild child ever really be
tamed? Growing up in foster care has made Roxie Cannon tough and self-reliant,
but being alone isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. She’s finally found her
sisters. Is it time she met her match?
Roxie should be on top of the
world. She’s formed bonds with identical sisters she never knew she had, and
she’s buying the biker bar she’s managed for years. The feisty brunette has
everything she’s ever wanted. Almost. Two things still elude her: answers to
why her family was split apart and a man of her own to love. Seeing her sisters
with their soulmates has made her aware she’s still the odd one out. Yet that
all starts to change when a rough-and-tumble hottie from her past walks in The
Ruckus’ door, wanting a second chance.
Billy knows trouble when he sees
it, and Roxie is commotion in motion. They’ve always set sparks off one
another. This time, he’s promised himself he won’t get burned. Yet things get
serious when he learns of Roxie’s quest to find her parents. Can he save his
hot-blooded lover from being hurt? Or will the wounded little girl inside her
never trust him again?
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Book
Excerpt:
An Excerpt From: ROXIE
© Copyright KIMBERLY DEAN,
2014
Roxie’s heart
jumped when Billy took a step towards her, and the thrill inside her gave a
sharp tug. Their gazes locked, and she fought not to dissolve. His green eyes
seemed so deep tonight. They were sharper and darker than she’d ever seen them
before.
The noisy bar
drifted away until it was just the two of them.
Before she knew
it, he was standing right in front of her. Her hair fell back as she looked up
into his face. She could smell the musky scent of his cologne, even through the
heavy smoke in the bar, and it sparked memories inside her. Memories of
intimacy. Physical and emotional.
She remembered
being with him. She remembered it being the two of them against the world.
And she
remembered it all falling apart.
The ache in her
chest moved up to her throat.
“You found your
family?” he asked quietly.
She nodded once
and the sting was suddenly in her eyes. Four little words. Four little words
and it messed her right up. He knew how much that meant to her. He knew what it
was like to do without a family, to be looking for the other parts of yourself.
She’d thought
that he’d been the other half of her once.
“Yes,” she
whispered. “Part of it.”
She nodded
towards the other two women who were still arguing with their men. “They’re my
sisters. We’re identical triplets,” she said inanely.
Like that wasn’t
obvious to anyone with eyes.
He brushed a
curl away from her face and tucked it behind her ear. “God help me. Three of
you?”
His touch was
too much. It sent a shiver across her skin but that wasn’t enough to make her
pull away. “What are you doing here, Billy?”
The words came
out more harshly than she intended.
She didn’t want
him here. Her heart was racing, her nerves were singing, and she felt hot all
over. This was purely adrenaline. It was a sign of danger. It was her body’s
natural way of warning her that the situation was not good. It wasn’t
a thrill or excitement or longing.
His green eyes
narrowed. “Charlie invited me. I wasn’t going to let him down.”
Charlie. Of
course he had, the traitor. She threw a look across the room at her old boss.
He was watching them closely.
“Oh, come on,
Roxie,” Skeeter said. “It’s Charlie’s retirement, and he wanted Billy here. All
the important people in both your lives should be here.”
It wasn’t meant
to be a dig, but that was the way she took it. She caught the sharp jab
directly in her gut, but Billy felt it, too. The fingertips against her cheek
went stiff.
The “important
people” in their lives hadn’t always been around. In her case, most of them
headed directly towards the door.
Although,
technically in Billy’s case, she was the one who’d left.
A pissed-off
look settled onto his face. It was subtle, but she knew all the signs. His
eyebrows flattened out and a muscle near the corner of his mouth twitched.
“Don’t worry,” he said roughly. “I’ll stay out of your hair. I’ll keep to
Charlie’s side of the bar for the rest of the night.”
But then he
stepped up to her.
His leather
jacket brushed against the back of her knuckles, and their knees bumped.
He dipped his
head and the tips of their noses touched. Some of the irritation left his face.
“But know that I’m happy for you, too.”
His voice
dropped to an intimate whisper. “For the bar, and for finding your sisters.
God, Roxie. What that must have meant for you . . .”
His mouth
settled across hers then. Firm, hot, and sexy.
The jolt went
through her as it always did, but it hit her harder tonight. She hadn’t
expected him to come. She hadn’t had enough time to prepare for him. For this.
There were only so many barriers a girl could put up.
And he knew how
much all of this meant to her—the acceptance, the inclusion, and the security.
He’d meant all
that to her once. He’d meant even more than that.
He’d been her
everything.
A whimper left
the back of her throat.
The tip of his
tongue slid over the seam of her lips, and she shuddered. Opening her mouth,
she kissed him back. Their mouths sealed and that wick that joined the two of
them began burning. Sizzling and sparking.
Sliding her
hands underneath his jacket, she clutched at the muscles of his back. It wasn’t
enough. Lifting her leg, she rubbed her knee against the outside of his thigh.
He flinched a little at that move, but came roaring back at her. His hands
settled on her hips and his fingers bit into her ass. He pulled her into him,
and their bodies sealed tight.
Hoots went up,
but they didn’t register.
Roxie’s head
fell back as white-hot energy coursed through her. Colors swirled behind her
eyelids, and tingles ran across her skin. Her hands had found their way under
his T-shirt, and she raked her fingers across his taut muscles.
Oh, God. Nothing
had changed.
Yet everything
was different.
About
the Author:
Kimberly Dean is an award-winning
romance author. She has written for Black Lace Books, Red Sage Publishing,
Ellora’s Cave, Avon Red, Pocket Books, Samhain and Mischief Books. She enjoys
the freedom and creativity allowed in writing romance, especially with all the
interesting cross-genres that have been exploding on the scene. Yet she still
believes that a good contemporary romance can save a bad day. When not writing,
she enjoys movies, sports, traveling, music, and sunshine.
Official Website: http://kimberlydean.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/KDean_writer
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