Good morning, everyone!  Please give a warm welcome to Julieanne Reeves, who's here today to share her debut romantic suspense, Razing Kayne.  I had the privilege of handling developmental edits for this book via Finish The Story -- and wow, it's an emotion-packed read!  So, get comfy, and get cozy with Julieanne and Kayne.

Razing Kayne
Walking A Thin Blue Line, Book I
Romantic Suspense

Claire, thanks for having me. I'm thrilled to be here today sharing an exclusive excerpt of  RAZING KAYNE with your readers, and doing a giveaway. For those who don't know, Claire co-owns and operates Finish The Story  a full service editorial service. I was fortunate to have Claire and her team work with me to make RK shine prior to publication.

So, without further ado, and in honor of the fact that while the rest of the united states is freezing their collective keisters off  Phoenix enjoyed a beautiful 82*F today, here's a snowball fight for you. I'm evil, I know. * grin*  But I do have giveaways to make up for it.


“I don't know why you bothered coming up the hill; you know I'm going to win,” Kayne taunted.

“Uh, probably because you threw me over your shoulder and dragged me, kicking and screaming, like some Neanderthal.” She huffed. She still couldn't believe he'd done that. Acted as if she weighed nothing.

“Trust me, short-stuff, if I'd gone caveman, we wouldn't be standing on a hill talking. You'd be naked in my bed.”

Jess gasped as an illicit shiver snaked down her spine.

“And I've yet to make you scream,” he tacked on.

No, after he'd smacked her on the ass, she'd been too shocked to do anything other than be still, afraid she'd hurt both of them if she struggled. And then when his thumb had started caressing her inner thigh, she'd thought it was her imagination. Now, after that comment, she had to wonder.

“I'm still going to win.” He smirked

“Ha!” Jess scoffed. “I could stand up on this disc and still beat you to the bottom.”

“This I gotta see.”

Jess planted first one foot then the other, treating it like a snowboard. Kayne followed suit, though he made it look so much easier. He smiled smugly down at her. “Did I mention I grew up on a surf board?”

“I didn't know there were oceans in Belarus.”

He eyed her suspiciously. “What makes you think I'm from there?”

“The kids said you told them you were born in the city where the Werewolf King once ruled. I assumed you were referring to Vseslav of Polotsk.”

“Impressive. I was six when I moved to California, so Belarus was still part of the Soviet Union at that point.”

“Well that explains it. All that California sun bleached your brain.” She laughed.

“Ha, ha. Come on, let's see how good you are…unless you're chicken?” He challenged.

She hesitated until he started flapping his arms and clucking. The children cheered louder. They'd even garnered attention from several of the picnickers, specifically Rafe, Joe, and Trace. God only knew who those yahoos were rooting for.

Fine! She could do this. It was a nothing hill, but she was pretty sure this wasn't one of her brightest ideas. Best to just get it over and done with.

She shifted her weight forward, and down the hill she went, picking up quite a bit of speed. She heard Kayne yell something, but she was too focused on trying to stay vertical. He had been right, it was nothing like snowboarding. It was more like a log roll.

She only made it halfway down before she fell flat on her back. Hard. Knocking the wind out of her.
She was vaguely aware of Kayne dropping to his knees beside her. “Oh, Christ. Baby, are you okay?”

That was a very good question. If she could catch her breath, she might just be able to answer.

“Are you hurt?”

“I think...I'm okay,” she panted, and tried to sit up.

He gently pushed her back down. “Lay there for a minute,” he urged. “I can’t believe you did something that fucking stupid!”

Now he was shouting? He was the one that had dared her in the first place.

“Sorry, guess I'm just not the surfer type,” she said dryly.

“Jesus, I never meant for you to actually do it. I thought you'd have better sense than that.” He threw his arm in the direction of the hill.

Unbelievable! She flung a handful of snow at him.

“Hey! What was that for?” he demanded.

She lobbed more snow at him, too mad to respond. Stupid? Jackass! Jess picked up another handful of snow, but he caught her wrist.

“Everything okay here?” Jess heard Rafe ask from somewhere close behind.

Kayne made the fatal mistake of looking toward their audience, and Jess took advantage by dumping a handful of snow down the neck of his jacket with her free hand.

“Son of a bitch!” He reared back, giving her enough room to scramble free.

Kayne stood up slowly, shaking the snow off of him. He was all lithe predator, and she'd just become his prey.

She scooped up more snow and took aim.

Kayne stood his ground. “You're asking for it,” he warned.

She lobbed the snow at him and took off running.

“Oh no you don't!” He chased after her, and she felt a snowball hit her in the ass....


Giveaway!

Sorry, you're going to have to read the rest of RAZING KAYNE to know how the snowball fight ends. However, I have a question for you. I want to hear what your favorite winter sport is. Leave a message below and I'll pick one random—US only—winner to received a signed copy of RAZING KAYNE along with a custom book mark. Additionally I'm giving away two e-copies of RAZING KAYNE worldwide.


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