Trust me, even
though I’ve had a silver spoon in my mouth since I was a fetus and
have a world-famous pop diva as a sister, there is nothing I want
more in the world than to fade into the background and live out my
Law & Order fantasy of becoming a public defender.
The
only problem is my dad won’t bankroll law school unless I spend the
summer following my older sister on her arena tour, keeping her out
of trouble and making sure she doesn’t have yet another
embarrassing public meltdown. Now relegated to a glorified
babysitter, I am stuck lugging my ten-pound LSAT prep books through
hotel lobbies and taking practice tests in my sister’s dressing
rooms.
Then
I find myself caught in a love triangle with my sister’s arch
nemesis, bad boy popstar Jordan James and Liam, my sister’s
confusing and irritatingly gorgeous Scottish bodyguard. Too bad I’ve
sworn off love after seeing my own parent’s train wreck of marriage
end with heartache and misery.
I’m
tired of living under my family’s careful rules and law school is
my way out. I won’t let anything get in my way. I won’t let
anyone close enough to break down my walls. I have to guard my heart.
Excerpt
The
sound of the door opening behind me sends a shiver of fear down my
spine. I drop the hairbrush and fumble to hang the dress back with
the others on the clothing rack. I step backward and let out a loud
gasp as I feel a hard, thick wall hit me from behind. Turning slowly,
I take a nervous step back, sweeping my eyes up and down the giant
man looming in front of me.
I
feel my breath catch as I take him in. He easily towers over me, and
is definitely over six feet tall. His body is literally radiating
heat, and a quick glance up to his face reveals that it is not the
good kind: he looks pissed. His eyes are narrowed into an
intimidating glare, and his brow is deeply furrowed as his steel-grey
eyes pin me in my place. We stare at each other for a few long
moments, neither one of us uttering a word. His eyes flicker up and
down my body and I swear I can feel my skin scorch under his
assessment. I am so overwhelmed by his presence that I take another
staggering step backward. My tactic doesn’t work and only seems to
annoy him further.
“Who
are you and what are you doing here?” His voice is loud,
authoritative, and surprisingly, unmistakably Scottish. Although I
try to fight it, my mind instantly travels to my secret stash of
Scottish highlander romance novels I read when I need to unwind after
a long day. God, this guy would look amazing in a kilt.
At
that thought, I feel heat instantly rush to my cheeks. God, why am I
so awkward? Just calmly explain who you are and send him on his merry
way. I open my mouth and inwardly cringe at how high-pitched and
mousy I sound. “I- I’m here to see Daphni.” He stares at me
blankly, his eyes narrowing even more in annoyance.
“My
sister,” I clarify, my voice a bit more even.
He
rolls his eyes at me and swears under his breath. “Great,” he
mutters, “Another crazy fan.”
Guarding
Her Heart is available exclusively on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited.
$0.99
during the tour.
About the Author
I have loved romance novels since I was a teen, sneaking them into my Bible studies at my all-girls Catholic school. I love strong heroines who know that the men that may come into their lives are always the icing, and never the cake.
Thanks to my own marriage, I have learned that the challenges of life can only help to make love stronger and I am grateful to my partner for embodying all the magic that love can offer.
When
I am not writing or dreaming up new love stories, I am working in a
retirement community outside of Boston that provides me with enough
writing material for ten lifetimes.
You
can find me at:
Facebook
http://facebook.com/authorjadewebb
Instagram
http://instagram.com/authorjadewebb
Jade
will be awarding a $30 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner
via rafflecopter during the tour.
3 comments:
Thanks for hosting!
Welcome to Beyond Romance, Jade!
I really liked the comment about the kilt in your excerpt ;^)
I'll definitely be reading this one :D
Post a Comment
Let me know your thoughts! (And if you're having trouble commenting, try enabling third-party cookies in your browser...)