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Sunday 16 February 2020

Blog Tour & Giveaway: Dangerous Desires by Dawn Altieri!


   “I’m telling you,” Jake said as they rode the elevator to Emma’s apartment, “if I’d known there’d be women grabbing my ass like that, I would’ve tried yoga years ago.”
   Emma aimed a playful smack at his shoulder, but he caught her by the wrist and pulled her close until her free hand landed on his chest.
   “Did you like it, though?” she asked. “Would you go again?”
   “Sure, why not? Maybe once I know what the hell I’m doing, I’ll be as good at it as you are.”
   “Cool.” Something had clicked between them in that yoga studio. It wasn’t love, but whatever it was, she was eager to feel the connection again. In class…or out. But what if he hadn’t felt it, too? Or even if he had…how many times would he need to tell her there could never be anything between them?
   She pushed the doubts away, wanting to hang onto the carefree, playful mood they’d shared all evening. “Just so you know, Detective, I’ll grab your ass like that whenever you want.” She reached behind him and gave him a squeeze, and he wrapped his arm around her.
   His eyes locked with hers. Her stomach fluttered with a nervous excitement that she fought to shut down as soon as she felt it. She broke away from him to step out of the elevator and into the hallway, but he held her arm and turned her to face him again.
   He pinned her against his solid torso with one hand, gripped the nape of her neck with the other, and covered her mouth with his as the elevator doors closed behind him. His tongue parted her lips with no apology, probing mercilessly as he grasped the exposed area of her waist below the edge of her sports tank.
   He leaned away suddenly, staring down at her with hunger in his eyes. “Do you know how much of a turn on it was watching you in action for the last ninety minutes?” He groaned as he devoured her mouth again, stepping her backward until her shoulders pressed against the grasscloth wallpaper. “And then there’s these snug little yoga pants that I’m dying to get you out of.” He slid his hand down her thigh, hiking her leg up to his waist, pulling an anguished whimper from her lips. “Make me stop, Emma. I don’t know if I can do it on my own.”
   She dug her fingertips into his biceps to steady herself as he trailed kisses along her jaw, down her neck, below her ear. She didn’t want him to stop. She wanted him, even if it would all go absolutely nowhere. She’d expect nothing from him afterward. She’d told him before that was what she wanted, and she would tell him again if he asked. She could do this.
   He brought his mouth back to hers. “Let’s get inside,” he murmured against her lips.
   They stumbled in the direction of her apartment door until she broke away to reach into her bag for her keys. She turned to put the key in the lock and froze.
   The door was already open. 

Three years after Emma Sloane's wealthy fiance's mysterious death, she's finally ready to move on and pursue her own dreams. But her plans are derailed when she's attacked outside her New York City apartment in what she thinks is a random violent incident. Then other women who look just like her start turning up dead...

Homicide Detective Jake Quinn is haunted by the one case he couldn't solve. When he's put in charge of a new high-profile murder case, he interviews a victim who escaped a similar attack—and to his shock it's Emma, the former fiancée of his unsolved murder victim.

Neither expects the sparks of attraction between them. But the killer escalates, clearly targeting Emma, and Jake's job is on the line. Can he solve this case before it's too late for both of them?

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Author bio:

A lifelong resident of northern New Jersey, Dawn Altieri has been scribbling stories practically since birth. After reaching a milestone birthday (she won't say which one), she figured it was about time she took a shot at writing professionally.

With an overactive imagination and a slightly twisted mind, she enjoys reading dark and dangerous tales almost as much as writing them. When she's not curled up on the sofa with her laptop, her latest story, a box of chocolates and a cup of tea (or a glass of wine, depending on the time of day), she can be found volunteering in the world of animal rescue. To keep a roof over her head, she works in the printing industry as a graphic production artist. She shares her home with her husband and daughter, and a menagerie of rescued fur-babies.


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