CROSS
DROP
by Elizabeth Hartey
GENRE: New Adult Contemporary Romance
BLURB:
Nikki
I’m not a
saint. Never claimed to be. I’ve played the game and scored my fair share—both
on and off the field. This is why I should have known better than to fall for a
hockey player. But I did. I fell fast and hard.
Now I’m
left with the painful consequences, reminded every day of how reckless I had
been by giving him my heart so easily—so willingly. Dalt broke me in the
cruelest of ways, and because of him I’ll never be able to love again.
Dalt
Nikki
changed me. She made me want to be a better man. My days playing off the field
were over because she owned every little piece of my heart…until she left,
leaving behind a gnawing ache where my heart used to be.
Now she’s
back, and it’s painfully clear she hates me, ignoring me, pretending like I’m
nobody to her. But that’s just too damn bad. I want answers. I want a goddamn
explanation.
And most
of all…I want her.
Excerpt:
“Hey.”
The intelligent greeting the only thing I could think of to say.
When she
looked up and hit me with those baby blues I had to remind myself to breathe.
“Hey.”
One word. That was it and she started walking off the field toward the field
house. I stood baffled for a moment. I’d never had a problem talking to a girl
before and they usually didn’t walk away from me when I did. I ran to catch up
to her.
“Great
game. You were amazing out there.”
“Yeah,
thanks.” She just kept walking, even picked up the pace like she was trying to
get away from me.
“I’m…I’m
Dalt by the way.” Like an idiot I stuck my hand out to shake hers. She stopped
and stared at my outstretched hand but didn’t make a move because her hands
were full with her bag and some of the equipment.
“I know
who you are, hockey boy.” The words ‘hockey boy’ came out like they tasted sour
on her tongue. And she started walking away from me again. I couldn’t believe
it. When I caught up to her, she stopped and turned to me.
“What do
you want, hockey boy?” She threw me off my game so bad, I think I stuttered.
“I…um…your
name would be nice for starters.”
“For
starters?” She quirked a brow.
“Then I
thought you might like to get a beer or a burger or something at the Thirsty
Whale.” She scanned my body from head to toe and back up. Then the damnedest
thing happened.
“No
thanks. I don’t do dates. Not looking for a boyfriend. I just like to, you
know, keep my options open.” Say what, now! Had she just turned me down for a
date?
AUTHOR
Bio and Links:
As a
lover of the northeast US, Elizabeth moved with her husband to the Poconos
several years ago to open a Chiropractic Clinic. Four children and a menagerie
of animals later, she has finally found time to fulfill her lifelong dream of
writing novels. The wild ride of writing books is one of the most difficult
things she’s ever done in her life. But the opportunity to get her stories out
of her head and down on paper and send them out into the world is also one of
the most wonderful things she’s ever done. A dreamer at heart, romance is the
genre she spends most of her time writing and reading into the wee hours of the
morning. And having readers fall in love with her characters as much as she
does is almost as exciting as giving birth (just not as painful!) When not
juggling work responsibilities and writing, she enjoys spending time with her
family, hiking the beautiful hills and woods around her home, swimming,
knitting, watching old classic movies and travelling.
Buy
Links:
Cross Stroke (book 1)
Cross
Drop (book 2)
Giveaway:
$20 Amazon or B/N GC
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