Welcome to Friday Fantasy Free For All here at Through Stephanie’s Eyes. This week I have a special treat. I was asked to be a part of another book tour hosted by Sensuous Promos. My little blog is the SIXTH stop for author Alexis D. Craig. Each stop you get to read one of four different excerpts, each tailored for the heat levels of the blog stops. How cool is that?
So sit back, relax and enjoy today’s sneak peek at Give Me Shelter.
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Give Me Shelter By Alexis D. Craig
Inspector Eli Miller’s unspoken feelings for his partner, Bex, color his whole life. When his past comes calling, will it be the push he needs to seek a future with her?
Inspector Rebecca ‘Bex’ Mulcahy has lived long enough to know that love is a street con at best, and a dangerous distraction at worst. Any feelings she has for her partner Eli definitely fall into the latter category. Will her dedication to her job keep her from finding a possible future with Eli?Their latest case is protecting Violet Burrell, a young woman with scars on her soul stretching back to birth, who inadvertently witnesses a shockingly brutal murder at the hands of a sadist. Violet is determined to testify in court. Her strength and courage impress Eli and Bex, who will protect her at all costs.
But it is Violet’s beauty and spirit that entrances Junior Inspector Atticus Randall. Atticus is also assigned to protect Violet, and while he knows he should ignore his growing feelings for her, he just can’t stop himself from falling for the brave beauty.
Life in the Las Vegas branch of Witness Protection has never been more tangled. When the emotional landmines start a chain reaction, everyone in the blast radius is going to need a little shelter.
“Heterochromia.” A blue eye and a green eye were hard to miss, especially prominent when she lined her lashes in jet black. He’d never been this close to her before, never face-to-face, but there were many other things he could have said that would have been so much smoother. Dammit.
“Actually my name is Zoe. The autosomal dominant gene is just one of my many features.” She licked her lips and laughed as she dropped her head forward. She looked up at him through her lashes and his book bag landed on his foot as he lost control of his fingers. He took his student ID from his pocket and slid it across the counter to disguise his trembling hands.
“I-I know your name,” he stammered, hoping not to sound like a stalker. The heat in his cheeks was distracting as hell. “You’re in Stayton’s Philosophy of Living and Dying lecture.”
“And you’re in Satterlee’s Romans d’Amour.” She took his book and drew it across the counter slowly, presumably to deactivate the anti-theft tag. The tips of her pigtails swooped down over her shoulders as she looked over the book and found the check-out card. She held the card up under the infrared light and then did the same with his student ID.
“Le même.” He hoped there was no one in line behind him, because he wanted this interaction to go on for as long as possible. “I’m Eli, by the way.”
“Interesting choice of reading material, Eli.” She handed the book and his ID back to him and got a tinge of blush in her cheeks when their hands touched. “Personal or independent study?”
“How do you know it’s not for a class?” he challenged. A quick look behind him as he knelt down to put the book away in his bag told him that he had all the time in the world to chat up the sexy little librarian. He slung his bag over his shoulder as he stood, and was glad for it when she leaned back and he could see the rest of her outfit. The lacy thing was the top of a bustier, the color of the faintest rose, which was really more of a display case than a foundation garment. She’d had to open up a couple of buttons, lest they become potentially lethal projectiles and put out someone’s eye. He really hoped he wasn’t drooling on the counter.
“Trust me, it’s not on any syllabus, and I would know.” Her every breath made him lightheaded.
Her every movement made his ears hum.
“It’s for personal reading.” He was gratified to see her inky eyebrow arch in response. She hopped down off the chair and for the first time he realized how tiny she was. Five foot and maybe a handful of pennies, compared to his 6’2” frame, she was practically a munchkin. She flounced over to the desk and bent over a drawer and he knew that his dreams tonight were probably going to kill him with the images of today, including the laces up the backs of her stockings.
Zoe bounced back with a bright pink sticky note in the shape of a kitty with a bow attached to her fingertips. She held it out to him. “In case you ever want to talk about it. Discuss major themes and such.”
Her number, holy mother of geek gods, she was giving him her number.
Connect with Alexis D. Craig online:
Leave a comment below (with email address) and your name will be thrown into the hat to win:
1st Prize – $15 gift card to Bookstrand (where you can buy Alexis’ book!)
2nd Prize – eBook copy of Give Me Shelter
Every stop on this tour is eligible for the same contest.
You may enter by leaving a comment and email address on every stop.
That’s up to 12 entries!!!
Winner to be drawn on April 2nd
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