Sunday, May 17, 2015

Taylor by Irish Winters





Irish Winters is an award-winning author who dabbles in poetry, grandchildren, and rarely (as in extremely rarely) the kitchen. More prone to be outdoors than in, she grew up the quintessential tomboy on a farm in rural Wisconsin, spent her teenage years in the Pacific Northwest, but calls the Wasatch Mountains of Northern Utah home. For now.
The wife of one handsome husband and mother of three perfect sons, Irish divides her time between writing at home, and travelling the country with her man while – writing. (Seriously, what else?)
She believes in making every day count for something, and follows the wise admonition of her mother to, “Look out the window and see something!”
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Some covert missions take place deep inside a guy….
Stoic ex-Marine, Taylor Armstrong, survived his arrogant father and one too many deployments. Battered and disillusioned, he’s built a wall to keep the world at bay. His rule is simple: a man can’t lose a friend he’s never made. It works—until an arrow rips into his chest and changes everything he knew about his father. His mother. Himself….
She never gave up…
Gracie Fox has loved Taylor since the fateful day he was ripped from her life as a four-year old. He has no memory of her or the loving family that was forced to give him up. It seems he’ll never know—until the ancient rite of revenge, the blood hunt, collides with his carefully structured life and drops him into Gracie’s life again. She seizes the chance, determined he will remember….
Even if she has to tie him to her bed.


  Top 10 things I like:
the red, white, and blue waving in a good stiff breeze,
the smell of new mown grass,
sunshine,
freshly fallen snow,
grilled shrimp,
babies laughing,
husbands and wives with their arms around each other's waist,
a man who knows how to cook for his woman,
Washington D.C. any day of the year
Daniel O'Connell's Irish Pub in Alexandria, Virginia

Snippet
 He lingered less than a breath away, letting her scent pull him in. Desire turned tactile. She lifted onto the balls of her feet. Her hands moved to the back of his neck, her thumbs against his ears. He closed the space, tentatively brushing his lips over hers, afraid where this might lead but wanting desperately to find out.

The delicious warmth of her body quickened his heart, and he was caught in a wildfire named Gracie Fox. 



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