Thursday, February 16, 2017

VBT + #Giveaway: Run to Her by Lynn Kellan @LynnKellan @GoddessFish



Run to Her
by Lynn Kellan
GENRE: Contemporary Romance


BLURB:

She avoids men like him. He needs a woman like her. One lie changes everything...

Gabriel Antonov is a mechanic who can fix anything, even a woman’s hesitance. His talents have earned him the well-deserved reputation as a player, but when a routine one-night stand goes wrong, he’s haunted by what he’s done. Nothing can free him from those depraved memories, until he meets Leigh Nelson.

Leigh avoids strong, silent types like Gabe, who is stronger and quieter than most guys. The only man she’s focused on is her father, who is suffering from a devastating health crisis. She’ll do anything to help him, even at the cost of ignoring her own well-being, but the stress is getting to her. Gabe’s strength is tough to resist, and his silence might be hiding a crushing secret only she can understand.


He can’t outrun his gut-deep craving for her. Problem is, she’s running from him. When they’re marooned in his lakeside cabin, he might finally catch her…if he can admit why he’s falling apart without her.


Excerpt:

“I’m here to speak with the owner of this place. A friend of mine set up the meeting.” Leigh glanced at the clock on the wall, which read half past five. “I’m very early. We’re supposed to meet at six.”

“Hold tight and I’ll get him. He’s in the kitchen.” The waitress strolled across the room, opened a door, and poked her head inside. “Your appointment is here.”

The metallic clank of a spoon against the edge of a bowl echoed into the restaurant, followed by a deep bark of laughter. A man walked out, carrying a heaping plate of fries that would clog the arteries of a lesser mortal.

Leigh’s stomach growled, willing to clog a few arteries for those fries…and that man. He was tall, built like an Olympian, and looked like—whoa, hold the phone. He looked like Gabriel Antonov, which couldn’t be possible. Gabe lived in Philadelphia, a few miles away from her apartment. There was no reason he’d be this far north of the city. He owned a busy auto repair shop that devoured most of his time. An Internet search for ‘brawny workaholics’ would put his name near the top of the results page.

When she’d seen him a few mornings ago, he hadn’t mentioned that he might head into the mountains for the weekend—but he never chatted about his plans.

He didn’t chat about anything.

She took advantage of her semi-hidden position by the cash register to gobble him up with her gaze. Faded blue jeans clung to his long legs like water, rippling with every flex of his muscular thighs. A gray T-shirt hugged a burly torso that could have graced the home page of a fitness website. Thick black whiskers darkened his sturdy jaw, which made him look ferocious in a hold-on-to-your-ovaries kind of way.

His dark eyes landed on her and he slowed to a stop. “Hey, Leigh.”

“Hi.” She gave him a puzzled grin. “What are you doing here?”

One side of his mouth tilted up. “Waiting for you.”

“But I’m supposed to meet the owner of this place.”

“You just did.”

Of course. She ran into Gabe everywhere, so why not here? He smelled like crispy fries and pine forests, two of her new favorite things. If she could fuse those scents into a cologne, she’d call it Spud Stud and sell the fragrance at Christmas. She’d make millions. “I didn’t expect to see you, tonight.”

“I didn’t tell you I’d be here, for good reason.” His deep voice bottomed out to a low murmur. “If you knew I owned this place, you might not show up.”

His square-jawed, Slavic features made him look like he was made of concrete and steel. Immovable. Not going away, even though Leigh had turned him down every time he’d asked for a date. Part of her wanted to hug him for not giving up. The other part wanted to sprint out the door, because she knew he carried a heavy secret. She had one, too. The weight of that burden had driven her into a psychologist’s office two months ago, where she’d bumped into Gabe. Literally. She’d collided face-first into his hard, broad chest. He’d taken one look at her, turned as gray as dishwater, and left.

She’d never mentioned the encounter and neither did he, but she wondered why she kept running into this man. Like now. “There must be a mistake. I’m here to pick up a book. My friend told me to come here.”

“You must be talking about Darlene, right? I saw her a few days ago when she dropped off her car for an oil change. She said you’re looking for a vintage copy of The Twisted Claw. I’ve got one. You can have the book if you’re willing to make a trade.”

“Oh.” Darlene hadn’t mentioned a trade. She hadn’t revealed that Gabe would be here, either. Typical. Darlene loved surprises, especially if they unnerved people. Leigh clasped her hands behind her back and frowned. Usually, she bought the vintage books for a few bucks. She’d never bartered for one. “What do you want in exchange for the book?”

“Dinner with you.” He plucked a menu off the counter.


INTERVIEW with Lynn Kellan


What is your favorite ice cream flavor?

Oh, you just made me cry a little bit because I don’t eat ice cream any more. I love dairy, but it detests me. However, when I was a young girl with strong intestines, I was addicted to mint chocolate chip ice cream. Now I eat vanilla coconut milk ice cream, which is a decent substitute and a good illustration of my goofy diet.

Which mythological creature are you most like?

I am like Nelly, The Loch Ness sea monster. I’m hard to spot, because I’m often holed away in my office when I’m writing. However, when you least expect it, I pop my head out of the house before I submerge again. I’m sure my neighbors wonder when they’ll see me again, especially when I’m working on a deadline.

If I encounter some writer’s block, I take a walk. Those walks often include my dog, who is always up for socializing with the neighbors. In many ways, my dog keeps me human and stops me from becoming too much like the Loch Ness monster.

First book you remember making an indelible impression on you.

Separate Beds, by LaVyrle Spencer. I read it when I was in college and absolutely LOVED it. The heroine’s loneliness was a palpable thing, and her character arc is extraordinary. When I read that book, I knew I wanted to write like Ms. Spencer.
I found one of her hardcover books in an old bookstore a few months ago. It wasn’t until I got home and cracked open the cover that I realized LaVyrle Spencer had autographed the copy! What a neat surprise!

How do you develop your plot and characters?

My books germinate when I see a picture of a fascinating person. I’m a visual person, so ideas come to me when I’m looking at photographs or watching a movie. Usually, my books start with a guy. I’m attracted to men who aren’t pretty. I like guys who look tough. In my fantasy world, they always have a tender heart.

The main characters in RUN TO HER were spawned when I happened on a picture of Wladimir Klitschko (heavyweight professional boxer) and Hayden Panettiere (pretty blonde American actress). Wlad is a huge guy and has a rugged, Slavic face. He looks like a real tough guy, but whenever he’s with Hayden (who is tiny and adorable), he looks content and at ease. They are polar opposites, I was immediately intrigued by them. I thought it would be neat to write a story about a guy who looked like Wlad and who made his living with his hands (in this case, my hero is a mechanic). The heroine in RUN TO HER is an adorable blonde who happens to be an accountant. At first glance, they look like they have nothing in common…until one lie changes everything.

Describe your writing space.

I used to have an office in the guest room closet when my kids were little. My husband and I converted that guest room into an office, which is where I do a lot of my work. Unfortunately, sitting for long periods of time isn’t a healthy thing to do, so I converted my treadmill into a desk down in the basement. I’ll spend half of my day sitting at my desk and the other half of the day on my treadmill. I’m able to walk and write at the same time, and have only fallen off once. (I blame the dog.) Today, I walked five miles while I was editing. One of these days, I’d love to see if I can run while I type…but I’ve got a feeling that endeavor will end badly. 



AUTHOR BIO:

Lynn Kellan writes contemporary romance about strong men who have a weakness for smart women. She believes men and women aren't that different, because everyone wants to be with someone who will empty the dishwasher. To prepare for her career as a romance author, she fell in love with bad boys, burly athletes, battle-hardened Marines…and married a chemist. Lynn has won numerous writing contests and served two terms as President of her local Romance Writers of America chapter, but she feels a true sense of accomplishment whenever she doesn't embarrass her teenaged kids.

For love. For funny. For ever.

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14 comments:

Goddess Fish Promotions said...

Thanks for hosting!

Unknown said...

Congrats on the tour and thanks for the chance to win :)

Lynn Kellan said...

Hi Nancy! I'm grateful to be on your blog, today. Thanks for inviting me! I'll be stopping by periodically throughout the day.

Warmly,
Lynn

Unknown said...

Embarrassing my kids is one of my favorite hobbies!

Victoria Alexander said...

Thanks for sharing the interview :)

Anonymous said...

I've always wondered how those treadmill desks work...

--Trix

Mary Preston said...

I can't imagine typing and walking at the same time, but I am very uncoordinated.

Lynn Kellan said...

Believe me, I walk VERY slowly on my treadmill desk if I'm feeling particularly uncoordinated!

James Robert said...

Have a blessed Sunday and thanks so much for the opportunity to win.

Lynn Kellan said...

Hi James Robert! Thanks for stopping by!

James Robert said...

Better late than never so here wanting to once again thank you for the chance at winning.

James Robert said...

Hope your day is going great, rainy one here in Michigan. Thanks again for the giveaway

James Robert said...

I appreciate the chance at winning. Thanks so much!

James Robert said...

Last day and thanking you once again for the opportunity at winning.

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