Kristan Higgins – Elisabeth Barrett

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Kristan Higgins – Elisabeth Barrett http://elisabethbarrett.com Mon, 05 Aug 2013 06:05:19 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.9.4 One Week Until Slow Summer Burn and Giveaway! http://elisabethbarrett.com/1381/one-week-until-slow-summer-burn-and-giveaway%20 Mon, 05 Aug 2013 06:05:19 +0000 http://ebarrettwrites.wordpress.com/?p=747 ]]> We are one week out from the release date for Slow Summer Burn and I am chomping at the bit to release it into the wild. People have been waiting a long time for Val, and I think (I hope) he is worth the wait. To whet your appetite, here’s a little snippet from the book. In this scene, Val has come to pick up Cam to have some takeout. When he shows up at her place, she’s ready for more than takeout:

“I’m ready to go,” Cameron said, enjoying the way he drank her in with his gaze. That this rangy, beautiful man with the proud stance did a double-take when he saw her made her feel desired. Wanted.

After a few long moments, Val shut his mouth. “You’re not dressed for dinner,” was his only statement, his eyes locked on hers. A muscle ticked in his jaw.

“No,” she said slowly. “I’m not.” After coming home, she’d put on a pair of slim-cut jeans and a soft T-shirt. She’d even managed to find a pair of boat shoes from the back of her closet. Of course, everything was designer, but Val didn’t need to know that.

“May I ask why?” His voice was unfailingly polite, even as the words seemed like they’d been unwillingly dragged from him.

“It sounds like Seb can use all the help he can get.”

“I see.” His jaw clenched, and he gave her one more look, from head to toe. “Where’d you get these clothes?”

She crossed her arms under her breasts. “I own them. Any other questions?”

“Yeah,” he said, after a while. “Do you like pizza? Because that’s what we’re having for dinner tonight.”

“Of course,” she responded, raising an eyebrow. “Doesn’t everybody?”

He pursed his lips together, as if he were trying hard not to laugh. Except he didn’t look like he was going to laugh. He looked stern, and intense, and, Lord help her, completely hot. He was wearing worn jeans that were snug in all the right places and a short-sleeved tee that skimmed his body just so, stretched slightly over his chest, looser down by his waist. He was wearing those work boots again, which must have given him an extra inch of height—not that he needed it. “Not everybody,” he murmured. What she supposed he meant was that he didn’t expect her to like it.

The man was in for a few more surprises.

“Hold on a minute.” She pulled a double-layer cotton jacket out of the hall closet and threw it on. Then she picked up her toolbox and walked back to the front. He was still there, having moved not an inch.

“What’s that?” he asked, nodding his head at her toolbox.

“What does it look like?”

“It looks like I might have been wrong about you.”

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