Thank
you for hosting me today, Rachel! It’s a very special day for me, for my book.
I want to share a new excerpt with you as a gift. It doesn’t seem to matter
what else I write, the current book out always seems to be my favorite. LOL
Today
is the birthday of Risk Factors so here’s the blurb and excerpt.
A sweet, sensual story of trust, hope and love.
Publisher:
Kensington-Lyrical Press
Editor: Piper
Denna
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
Heat Level:
3-Steamy sensual
ASIN: B00IRITMD8
Pages: 160
Length: 56,873
Publication:
Re-released March 2014
Cover
artist: Valerie Tibbs
Love, like life, is not without risk.
BLURB:
Veterinarian
Vivian Dane has purchased her uncle’s practice in the tiny town of Wales,
Missouri,
where most residents still doubt her ability to treat their pets. But Viv is
used to being
considered
less-worthy than her predecessors. After all, her parents are world-renowned
wildlife
vets, and
most everyone is unimpressed she’s chosen to not follow directly in their
footsteps.
Now Connor, a
patient’s owner, is hot for Viv, but clearly doesn’t think she’s dating
material
because he
has a daughter…who he believes no woman is good enough for.
Being a
perfect dad is EMT paramedic Connor’s life focus. He can’t seem to stay away
from sexy
Doctor Viv, but attraction is as far as he’ll ever let it go. His mother
abandoned him,
leaving him
to be raised in the foster system, and then his wife abandoned both him and
their
daughter. He
absolutely will not risk bringing another woman into his little girl’s life and
having
her feel the
hurt of being left…again.
Forfeiting is
easier than attempting and failing. So why does Viv feel compelled to prove
she’s a sure
bet for Connor and his daughter? Can Connor trust Viv--and himself--enough to
play
the possibilities?
WARNING: Happy-ever-after mixed with four-legged friends.
EXCERPT:
“Glad you’re here, Con.
The crew’s extracting the driver from the truck. I have a family trapped in the
car, and a shitload of cows blocking our efforts at every turn.” Fire and
Rescue Chief Dillan Reed yelled for someone to “get those rubber-neckers
moving” and snatched up the radio as it growled on his hip. He issued
directions into the device, and whirled back to Connor. “It’ll be a while
before the driver’s free. They’re getting the jaws to cut him out. Gotta empty
the car before we can move the semi. Hell, I hoped for a smooth R and R when I
took the call.”
Connor McKay shifted the
weight of his emergency pack to the other shoulder. He trailed after Dillan,
toward the grinding noise of rescue equipment, allowing time to take in the
full scene. The stench of fuel and cow manure from the overturned truck and
trailer assailed his senses. Cattle lowed and milled on one side of the
roadway.
He followed Chief Reed
around the twisted semi and stock trailer blocking most of the two-lane road.
Another helicopter hovered above the multi-injury accident, preparing to land.
His flight nurse had latched onto the first patient, and pumped the
resuscitator with a steady hand. Every emergency worker preferred a smooth
rescue and removal, but that was rarely the case. “What can I do?”
“There’s three occupants
still in the car ground units and Flight Five are waiting to transport. We need
them out before the truck rolls. Those damn straps securing the cab of the
truck slipped once already, so we’re trying to get a crane in for backup. The
first responders have everything under control at the moment. Jump in where
you’ll be most helpful.”
Dillan snapped curt
orders into his walkie-talkie as Connor left to weave around firemen in various
stages of procedures. Focused on his destination, he wound his way toward the
car in which paramedics operated. An unexpected bump halted his steps, followed
by a grunt that drew his attention to where he’d been walking. A woman sat flat
on her fanny, legs stretched out on either side of a Husky-looking dog.
An apology tickled his
tongue before it promptly took a hike when she rose to full height and stared
at him with the prettiest eyes he’d ever seen.
“Hey! Didn’t you see
me--the dog…” As her gaze latched onto his, her voice stuttered to silence.
“Are you all right? I’m
sorry, I didn’t see you.”
She barely reached his
shoulders, but she came across as larger than life when her crystal-blue gaze
scanned him as thoroughly as a security wand at the airport. Easy to look at
summed up her symmetrical features and smooth complexion. Hair the same
yellow-gold shade as Janna’s Barbie dolls’ ruffled in the wind, allowing the
sunlight to catch in the deeper copper strands throughout.
Small, pink
latex-covered hands clutched a syringe tightly. Who was she? He didn't
recognize her from any other scene. Maybe a local nurse? Someone he'd likely
never see again, therefore, probably forget by the time the day was over.
A flowery scent carried
on the breeze amid rank fumes, and Connor glanced around. No flowers in sight
other than dandelions. The sweet smell had to be hers. Damn. “Sorry.” His
stomach muscles tightened of their own accord, punctuated with a quiver in
reaction to her womanly fragrance. Suddenly he had a strange sensation of
developing an elephant's memory.
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Kensington-Lyrical
Press- http://www.kensingtonbooks.com/book.aspx/30013
Also, Risk
Factors is on Authorgraph. Get your copy signed. http://www.authorgraph.com/authors/CalisaRhose
Author Bio:
Calisa Rhose is an
Okie, born and bred, through and through, and proud of it. While growing up,
when she wasn’t on the back of a horse, she could be found with pen and paper
in hand. Her writing career began with poetry in her younger days. Then she
discovered Rock-n-Roll and cute musicians. Poetry turned into stories of
romance and dreams.
These days she
lives with the same man who convinced her to take a romantic journey with him
over 30 years ago. After raising three amazing daughters, she spends her days
loving her granddaughters, hoping for a boy someday, reading and writing.
When she’s not
writing, you can find Calisa putting on her editor hat and working to help
other writers.
She is working on
more projects with her favored contemporary cowboys, first responders and firemen, as well as, the occasional
‘other’ hero- and their sexy female counterparts; those sassy, stubborn
heroines.
Find Calisa at her
website/blog http://calisarhose.com
In honor of our
birthday, I’m offering a copy of my ebook to one commenter. Share what your
favorite genre is in comments and Friday I’ll choose a winner by Random.org.
Thanks again for having
me, Rachel!
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