Available
on June 16 2014, the second book in the Due South series.
Book Blurb
Big,
sexy men who don’t relate well to kids need not apply…
Kezia
Murphy plays her widow card well. When you don’t trust people not to let you
down, it’s easier to not get involved—and getting involved with a man who makes
her skin sizzle just by looking at him would be una pazzia—crazy! Four years ago while Kezia’s daughter, Zoe,
battled leukaemia, a tragic accident stole her husband’s life. Starting over in
the little town of Oban where she’s adopted into the close knit community on
Stewart Island, Kezia and her daughter are all the family the other needs.
Except Zoe yearns for more.
New
Zealand’s worst candidate for instant fatherhood…
Ben doesn’t do
gooey emotional stuff. He doesn’t do
cosy home and family. And he sure isn’t the big teddy-bear Kezia Murphy, the
woman he secretly fantasises about, thinks he is. So when Jade, his surprise eight-year-old
daughter arrives on his doorstep, he’s a D-minus student struggling to pass a
crash-course in parenting.
They’ll
either melt or raze their lives to the ground…
When the sparks
of attraction between Kezia and Ben fan into an inferno, Ben doesn’t know how
much longer the layers of resistance around his heart can resist melting into
the gooey mess he fears. The more he fights it the harder it is to make the
choice that will destroy the family he now longs to claim.
(Excerpt)
He moved like a much smaller, lighter man. A runner or
a gymnast—all coiled power that could switch from casual swagger to
lightning-fast action in a heartbeat.
She licked dry lips as he stalked closer, a witty
response swallowed by the slow burn kindling low in her body. Both English and
Italian deserted her, and she simply drank him in. Too good-looking, too
confident—too much of everything that eroded her determination to resist him.
Bracing her spine as he stood alongside her, she
waited for the punch line or another double entendre.
But he said nothing.
Just gazed down with a small half smile. Which was
another word for a smirk—a baby, you know
you’re impressed smirk.
She fanned herself with the edge of the board. Did she
need a reminder of why she hated Alpha males? After growing up in a home full
of five bull-headed Alpha brothers, no, she did not.
Ben’s arm brushed hers as he moved to let Noah past.
Beneath her summery dress, her nipples puckered against her lacy bra cup.
Oh, no! Not again.
Kezia hugged the clipboard to her chest and closed her
eyes. Please St. Paula, let the clipboard
base be wide enough to cover my boobs.
A soft, rumbling sound next to her—Ben chuckling.
Sweet Mother! Had she spoken aloud? A quick glance
confirmed her worst fears unfounded. Ben stared blandly into the crowd, as if
he had no idea how much his closeness affected her.
Honestly, she should ask the Patron Saint of Widows
for more than boob coverage. She needed strength—brute strength—to resist
either the urge to murder the man, or the almost-as-terrifying urge to jump his
bones until he begged for mercy.
Due
South Series
Visit the wild
and beautiful Stewart Island and the Due South world by reading Book 1 of the Due
South series, In Too Deep.
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Author Bio.
Tracey Alvarez lives in the Coolest Little
Capital in the World (a.k.a Wellington, New Zealand) where she’s yet to be buried under her to-be-read book
pile by Wellington’s infamous wind—her Kindle’s a lifesaver! Married to a wonderfully supportive IT guy, she has two teens
who would love to be surgically linked to their electronic devices.
Fuelled by
copious amounts of coffee, she’s the author of contemporary romantic fiction
set predominantly in New Zealand. Small-towns, close communities, and families
are a big part of the heart-warming stories she writes. Oh, and hot,
down-to-earth heroes—Kiwi men, in other words.
When she’s not
writing, thinking about writing, or procrastinating about writing, she can be
found reading sexy books of all romance genres, nibbling on smuggled chocolate
bars, or bribing her kids to take over the housework.
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