Catch My Breath by Lynn Montagano
(Catch My Breath #1)
Published by: Harper Impulse
Publication date: April 17th 2014
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
(Catch My Breath #1)
Published by: Harper Impulse
Publication date: April 17th 2014
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
Synopsis:
Lia Meyers’ plan for a relaxing Scottish vacation is short-lived when one uncharacteristic moment of clumsiness lands her in the arms of a dangerously attractive Englishman.
The perfect opportunity for a much needed holiday romance? Wrong! Lia’s still reeling from the mother of all bad breakups, and she really doesn’t have the patience for Alastair Holden – despite his effortless charm and cute British accent.
Arrogant and totally inscrutable, he’s exactly the sort of guy she wants to avoid but can’t: the man behind the mystery proves just too tempting to resist.
Drawn to him, Lia is forced to battle with her own insecurities, and the closer they become, the more she recognizes her own weaknesses as she peels away his layers with every night they spend together. Discovering the past Alastair is so desperate to conceal, Lia must decide if they can heal one another together or if their deepest fears will tear them apart.
The perfect opportunity for a much needed holiday romance? Wrong! Lia’s still reeling from the mother of all bad breakups, and she really doesn’t have the patience for Alastair Holden – despite his effortless charm and cute British accent.
Arrogant and totally inscrutable, he’s exactly the sort of guy she wants to avoid but can’t: the man behind the mystery proves just too tempting to resist.
Drawn to him, Lia is forced to battle with her own insecurities, and the closer they become, the more she recognizes her own weaknesses as she peels away his layers with every night they spend together. Discovering the past Alastair is so desperate to conceal, Lia must decide if they can heal one another together or if their deepest fears will tear them apart.
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CATCH MY BREATH excerpt:
My heel snagged on the carpet, sending me
flying. I landed nose-first in a charcoal gray tailored Armani suit.
Momentarily stunned, I clutched onto the toned arms that were wrapped around
me. As I looked up my heart nearly stopped.
Wide emerald eyes fringed with long
lashes gazed down at me with guarded curiosity. His sculpted mouth twisted into
a cautious smile, softening his jawline.
“Are you alright?” he asked as he
loosened his grip on me. His voice was rich and smooth, like a full-bodied
wine. The English accent he had could charm the pants off a nun. It made me
want to fall into his arms again.
I stepped back, smoothing down my dress.
He didn’t look much older than thirty, but his worn eyes betrayed his youth.
“I’m fine. I’m not usually that clumsy.
Sorry.”
His brows furrowed. “I kept telling them
someone was going to stumble over that patch of carpet. You’re sure you’re
okay?”
“Aside from my bruised ego and general
lack of grace, I think I’ll be alright.” I smiled up at him in an effort to
thwart the growing blush from creeping up my neck. I wasn’t the type who
embarrassed easily and needed to regain some sort of composure. No luck.
His expression altered subtly as his
stare intensified. Something shifted in the air between us. It was as though
he’d tethered me with some freakishly strong invisible rope. My pulse
quickened. I was caught smack dab in the middle of his magnetic pull without
any means of escape.
Not that I wanted to get away. His tall
frame filled out the suit with powerful elegance. The quiet control with which
he held himself mirrored royalty. A tousled mass of thick, dark red hair framed
chiseled features that would inspire Michelangelo. But it was those eyes that
got me.
They were so astute, yet veiled. I wanted
to know what was behind them.
“Would you like a drink?”
How he made such an innocent question
sound so seductive was beyond me. His dark stare was unflinching. If I said no,
he’d probably take it as a personal insult. And I did want another one of those
fruity-minty drinks; I just couldn’t articulate the words.
“I hear the signature drink is rather
good. Would you like that?”
“Yes, please,” I finally managed to say.
Forget my cheeks, my whole body flushed
as I watched him move toward the bar. A silver cufflink glinted off his crisply
pressed gray and white pinstriped shirt. I noticed he paired it with a solid
gray tie before he caught me looking. A smile ghosted across his lips as his
languid gaze traced my curves. I made a big deal out of inspecting the carpet
for more hidden traps that my shoes could fall victim to.
He handed me the drink, my fingers
brushing his when I clasped the glass. Against my better judgment I fell
captive to his stare once more. Luckily, I remembered my manners and thanked
him.
“My pleasure. Have you been enjoying
yourself?”
“Yeah. Well, aside from making an ass of
myself just now.”
A flash of white appeared revealing a
dazzling smile. It was extremely sexy and charming. And dangerous. I
felt myself falling deeper and deeper under his spell.
“Trust me, stumbling on a carpet is not
the worst thing I’ve seen at these events.”
“No?”
“Stick around long enough and you just
might see some of these well-dressed ladies toss off their shoes and throw some
shapes when the band starts playing.” He grinned.
“Throw some what?”
“Dance.” His eyes flared with humor.
“You Brits and your crazy sayings,” I
laughed.
“We like to keep you Americans on your
toes.”
I took a long sip of my cocktail to
prevent a stupid grin from spreading across my face.
“Don’t have too many of those. They’re
rather potent.”
“But they’re so good. Don’t piss
on my fireworks.” I smiled broadly.
A deep, throaty laugh filled the space
between us.
“’Throwing shapes’ baffled you, but you
know ‘piss on my fireworks?’”
“My sister only taught me the fun slang,”
I laughed.
“Does she live here?”
“Not in Glasgow, no. She lives in
London.”
“Well then, you’ll have to thank her for
me,” he said, smoothing down his tie.
“Thank her for what?”
“Pretty Americans who know British slang
are rare in these parts.”
“Interesting.” I looked up at him through
my lashes.
“What?”
“Someone just warned me that you guys
have a thing for American girls.”
His eyebrows arched. “And what did they
say?”
“It has something to do with our
accents.”
“You have an accent?” He angled toward
me. “I hadn’t noticed.”
The way that he was looking at me caused
me to completely forget my exhaustion. His dark eyes and sexy grin woke me up
in more ways than one, pushing several of my hot buttons.
“Be careful,” he said, clasping the glass
in my hand. “You don’t want to spill it all over your dress.”
Way to go. “You must think I’m a hot mess. First I take a nose-dive into your
suit and now I’m dropping drinks.”
“Like I said, I’ve seen worse.”
The longer I held his gaze, the faster my
heart raced. There was something…forbidden in the way he looked at me.
“I should probably get back to my
friends.”
“Do you have to?”
A suffocating aura of want enveloped me.
He was closer, dominating the space between us. Our quick, breezy exchange was
light years away from the hazy, thick fog of desire that hung in the air. Get
it together, Lia. Walk away.
“You’re rather deep in thought.”
I blinked. “Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize. I thought maybe I was
boring you.”
A shrill ring sounded from his pocket. He
fished out a cell phone, frowning at the screen.
“I have to take this.”
And just like that, I was pulled out of
his engaging aura and plopped back into reality.
AUTHOR BIO
A fresh, new voice in contemporary romance, Lynn is a former TV news writer who decided to take the plunge and write a novel. She's thrilled that her debut series is being published by Harper Impulse. The first book, Catch My Breath, was released in April 2014 to rave reviews. Its follow up, Unravel Me, hits the market in July.
Lynn grew up in a small town in Rhode Island before venturing out into the world. She's lived everywhere from Los Angeles to Boston to Orlando. An avid traveler, Lynn's been as far away as Australia and as close as Canada. Her favorite place to visit is London.
The small town girl is back on the east coast after a brief stint in Northern California. Lynn currently resides in Massachusetts, comfortably close to her beloved football team.
Lynn grew up in a small town in Rhode Island before venturing out into the world. She's lived everywhere from Los Angeles to Boston to Orlando. An avid traveler, Lynn's been as far away as Australia and as close as Canada. Her favorite place to visit is London.
The small town girl is back on the east coast after a brief stint in Northern California. Lynn currently resides in Massachusetts, comfortably close to her beloved football team.
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