As I got my cover for The Racing Driver's Wife last night, and the book comes out on 17th, where better to do a cover reveal and take my tease from?
blurb...
Some risks are worth taking…
Racing driver Gael Lorenzo is
used to taking his life in his hands, if only he could say the same for his
errant wife. He meant his wedding vows, and there will never be another woman
for him, but what can he do to win her back?
Darcy thought she knew the
risks of being married to a man who lives for his sport. The reality of the
race track, however, proves too much for her. Nevertheless, giving Gael up
entirely, is not an option either.
When circumstances force them
back into each other’s company, neither one of them can let this chance go.
Together they are stronger than apart, and their marriage is worth fighting
for, isn’t it?
"I don't do massages these days, except
for a favoured few. Yeah, I'll let you be one. But after that stunt on T.V. do
you trust me not to give you even more pain? Or give you a nice bruise that
looks like someone has taken a paddle to you?"
Gael paled and then laughed, somewhat shakily.
"Hell, good joke. Well, I hope it's a joke."
Darcy grinned and knew fine well it was a both
wicked and evil look. "You'll have to risk it, won't you? But then that's
your life, taking risks."
"No." Gael spoke in a serious voice.
"My life is making sure I do not take risks. On this occasion, I will however
put my life—well my body—in your hands."
Darcy sniggered. Gael in this mood was irresistible.
Not that she intended to let him know that. "Okay, give me a few minutes
to find the oils. I've got about an hour and then I'm gone." And so are you, she hoped her tone
informed him. "If you want to cool down, there's a tap over by the rose bush."
He looked startled, and then smiled. "Ah
cara, I thought you would do that small task. However if you say so…"
As she watched in amazement, he put his still
full glass of wine down onto the slabbed patio and walked towards the tap. Once
there he gripped the hem of his t-shirt, pulling it up and over his head. His
long tanned back called to her in the most primitive way possible, and Darcy's
mouth became dry. The sexual tension was very much alive and kicking.
"Here, catch." He threw the top in
her direction. Darcy put her hands up automatically and to her and she guessed
his surprise, she caught it as it stroked her cheek. It smelled of him. Citrus,
vanilla, and Gael. He must still use the same Jo Malone cologne she introduced
him to all those years ago.
Memories bombarded her and she shook her head
to shake them away. "If you grab a chair from the kitchen I'll go and get
my oils." She didn't wait to see if he answered but walked briskly indoors
and fetched the small case she used to keep all her masseuse supplies in, and
took a towel from the pile of dry washing on the table. It was easier to think
about a massage than anything else, surely?
Ten minutes later, she wasn't so sure. Plus,
she had no idea why she brushed her hair, rubbed blush over her cheeks, added
eyeliner and lippy, and sprayed on her
favourite Jo Malone perfume.
When she got back to the garden Gael had taken
one of the ladder back chairs from the kitchen, set it on the flags and
straddled it so his arms rested on the rim of the back, and his chin on top. He
faced away from her, toward the lawn and the vegetable garden beyond it, and
seemed deep in thought.
The sun shone on his skin and the leaves from
the nearby trees created dappled shadows that stippled erotic patterns over his
back. As beautiful and thought provoking as they seemed, they were going to
make it hard to make sure she got every knot and kink out of him.
Knot and kink? The thoughts those
words created were definitely 'x' rated.
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As this is book two in Their Wives, I thought I'd show the two book poster as well...
Happy Reading,
Love R x
Congrats on the upcoming release, Raven. Good tease. :)
ReplyDeleteGreat tease, Raven,and that cover is just beautiful :-)
ReplyDeleteOh, this is going to be fun. And yeah, that's a beautiful cover, Raven!
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