Thursday, July 17, 2014

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Connecting Strangers
Discovering Emily Series
Book 1
Rachel Carrington

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Date of Publication: July 21, 2014

Word Count: ~67,000

Cover Artist: Elaina Lee of For the Muse Designs

Book Description:

Getting close is dangerous…

He’s too close, and I start to fidget, needing to keep my hands busy so they won’t grab hold of his shirt. Because that’s what they want to do. Draw him closer. So I can Inhale his scent. Taste his skin.

I didn’t run because I was in an abusive relationship; I ran because my soul was being crushed. I’d forgotten how to live, how to be happy. Running out of gas in a small town, I catch the eye of the local sheriff when the very last thing I want is to come under the scrutiny of the police. I left my boyfriend with blood on my hands, and I know as soon as the wound heals he’ll come looking for me.

Adam Madison draws me to him so easily I can’t even pretend to fight. And the closer we get, the more combustible we become.  I’ve never experienced such passion or power. My need is as great as his, but I’m sure he’ll walk away from me once he knows my secret. No other man would stay.

I’ve had enough complications in my life. I’m not looking for more, and that’s exactly what Adam is—a sexy, magnetic complication with secrets of his own. And with my ex on the hunt, I can’t risk bringing him down with me. But he won’t leave…even when vengeance could kill us both.


I step out into the frosty morning, shivering a little as I walk to my car which looks abandoned in the back parking lot. The dent on the back passenger door is a stark reminder of Mark’s temper. He hadn’t wanted my parents to give me the car, but they hadn’t asked his permission. In a fit of rage, he’d flung a hammer at it. I’d told my parents someone had pushed their grocery cart against the door, but I don’t think my father ever believed it. 
“You need a coat.” Adam intersects with me from around the corner of the building, and my breath catches.
Does the guy ever go anywhere else? I give him what could barely pass for a smile and keep walking. But my body isn’t interested in ignoring him. My skin begins to tingle, and wispy shocks dance down my spine. It’s a sense of awareness I should ignore. I have to ignore if I’m going to get out of this town without any trouble. 
“You want to tell me why you’re doing your damnedest to hide who you are, Emily?”
I stop long enough to glare at him before continuing my trek. “I don’t want any trouble from you, Sheriff, but I don’t feel like I should have to tell you my whole life story, either.”
“I don’t need the whole story. How about just part of the truth?” His long strides outdistance mine, and he’s at my car before I can get there. “Like why you didn’t tell me your real name. Is Emily Blakely it, or is that another fabrication, too?”
“What difference does it make?”
“Usually when someone hides something as simple as their name, they’re either into trouble or hiding from it. I’m trying to find out which one applies to you.” He shifts his hip against the front door of the Volvo and removes his jacket. “Here.”
I debate taking it, but another shiver works its way down my body so I accept it. The collar smells warm and woodsy, like I imagine a real man would smell. When I look back up at Adam, he’s staring at me, his perfect, hazel eyes fixated on my face.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I shouldn’t want to know, but my insides are in turmoil watching him watching me. And that look isn’t all about professionalism.
“I’m pretty good at reading people, Emily.” He pushes off the car and takes a step toward me. I had stopped close to him so there’s no more room between our bodies. “And I don’t see you as a criminal.”
“Guess that means you think I’m running from trouble.” Denying it serves no purpose. We both know I’d be lying.
He surprises me by taking hold of the edges of his jacket and pulling me closer. My breasts bump against his chest and instantly respond to the proximity. “Are you?” His voice goes deeper.
My tongue is stuck, and I try to convince myself it’s only because he’s asking questions I don’t want to answer. But my body is telling me something different. It’s noticing the muscles straining against Adam’s tan shirt, the smoothness of his clean-shaven face, and the fullness of his lips.
He stands a good eight inches taller than I do, maybe more. If I lean in, I could nestle my head against the curve of his neck. A curse resounds in my head, a warning telling me I can’t want these things. Juniper Springs is a stop over until I can put some more miles between me and Mark.
But every ounce of femininity within me is drawing me toward Adam. My gaze lifts, connects with his, and I’m losing the battle to fight against this insane attraction I feel.
“Emily?” Hands now skimming my spine, Adam draws me in, wrapping me in the web of his warmth. “Since you obviously don’t want to talk about your name, how about letting me buy you a drink tonight?”
Like a date? Is he talking about a date?  Mark will kill us both. “That’s not a good idea.” His question erases any doubts I have about his loyalties. No way he’s on Ike Metzger’s payroll and asking me out. No one who’s met the sultan of Broomtown is going to go up against him. Not even someone with a badge and a gun.  
Adam isn’t moving, and I’m getting flustered. “You think you might let me go anytime soon?” Though my voice is light, I’m a ball of nerves.

“It’s not in my future plans, no.” His teasing brings a smile to my face, and under any other circumstance, I might like Adam Madison. A little too much.

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About the Author:

I started writing years ago, and my first attempt was a contemporary romance that will never see the light of day. I think I may even have thrown it away by now. It was absolutely horrific as I knew nothing about well…anything to do with writing.
After that, I started writing fantasy romances about wizards and wizards, and once those took off, I segued to paranormal romances (hello, vampires and ghosts) and romantic suspense.

I also write articles for various magazines, including The Writer’s Journal, Writer’s Magazine, Writer’s Weekly, Writing for Dollars, Absolute Write, Freelance, and Funds for Writers.

I’m fortunate to make my home in historical Charleston, South Carolina. Beautiful city. Beautiful people. When I’m not writing, I love to read, watch Bones, Castle, Blue Bloods, and Hawaii Five-O, create videos, keep Target in business, play visitor in my city, and drink lots of coffee.

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