We are excited to announce that Julie Kavanagh’s newest release, The Bodyguard, is free today on Amazon! Make sure to get your copy!
I love writing romances even if I never find out the end until I write them. My stories always start and end with my characters especially someone like Gwen Lancaster.
She is stubborn, arrogant and tried to run the story her way. The male lead had to be more determined, more stubborn and able to keep the feisty Ms Lancaster in a safe place. Roberto Denning – tall, drop-dead gorgeous and equally determined to get his own way, fits the bill to perfection. I wanted him to be a treat to look at with a good heart he can’t hide for long.
Gwen has a secret she tries to conceal but Rob, an experienced security agent, spots the fear in our heroine’s eyes and decides to save the lovely Ms Lancaster from whatever frightens her.
Gwen has been hurt in the past and is resolute that it won’t happen again until she starts to see her condescending bodyguard in a different light. Can the romance writer find true love or will it remain a fantasy between the pages of her novels?
Excerpt from The Bodyguard:
“I need your help.” Gwen stepped closer, drawn by the sound of Denning’ voice although she couldn’t see him as he ducked back into one of the rooms. “Oooh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know…” She paused, only feet from the half-naked man. He stood, clad merely in a towel, his chest glistening and still wet, his hair an attractive mess about his face.
“I’m sure neither of us will implode at the sight of my chest. You wanted my help?” His eyes took in the long scarlet dress she wore and how she held it to her chest.
“I can’t reach…” Gwen spun, feeling awkward under Denning’s scrutiny. No matter how she’d tried, she couldn’t hold the dress up, and fasten the zipper at the same time. This beautiful gown was too tight to be fastened from the front and pulled around. It was his fault she needed his aid. If he hadn’t given Sarah the weekend off….
She could feel his eyes on the skin of her back revealed by her inability to pull the zipper up.
“Yes,” he said. “I can see your problem.”
Gwen waited, but the zipper remained untouched.
“Are you going to do it?” she snarled when he still hadn’t moved.
“Would you like me to?”
“I wouldn’t be standing here like an idiot if I didn’t,” she snapped, turning her head to catch the silly grin on his face.
“If you want someone to do something for you, you should say please.” His smile revealed straight white teeth as a look of mischief blossomed in his eyes.
“Are you serious?” Gwen gasped, unable to believe the audacity of this man.
“Completely serious,” Denning grinned back.
“Mr. totally infuriating Denning, would you PLEASE fasten my zipper for me?”
“I’d love to.”
Gwen felt the cool pressure of his fingers on the skin covering the bumps of her spine before he moved to secure the zipper. Goose bumps formed on her skin at the unexpected contact and a shiver traveled upwards as she anticipated his touch.
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