Release Day: The Two and the Proud (Always a Marine #8)

Guest Author & Giveaway: Rosalind Hartmann
January 24, 2013
Heather Long on The Literary Goddess, BlogTalk Radio
January 30, 2013

Good morning and happy Friday! I’m excited to announce the release of The Two and the Proud, the eighth installment in the Always a Marine anthology
in 1Night Stand (1NS)
line
 for Decadent Publishing.The best part of writing these stories is discovering how each of my Marines has a great story. Rowdy and Kim are both Marines, both with interesting histories and dedicated to their service to family, unit, and country. 
While neither one is really looking for a happily ever after, they discover so much more in their night together. Have you ever wanted to have a connection to another person? Spend time with someone who truly gets you? Rowdy and Kim want that–even though that isn’t their initial goal, Madame Eve always knows best.
Oh and as a complete and total aside, I got to incorporate NCIS into this story. These are the days that I really love my job! 
Keep up with Heather and the Always a Marine series:

The Two and The Proud
Always a Marine #8
Roger Michael Easton IV, better known as Rowdy, flouted the
family’s Naval tradition to enlist the Marines—not as an officer, but a
ground-pounding grunt. He never expected to see as much combat or valor as he
did in the field, but every engagement furthered his commitment to his brothers
in arms. Now, with an offer to end his contract early on the table, Rowdy has
to take a long look at the life he left behind, the life he’s built, and the
future he longs to have.
Rowdy wants a woman
who gets him.
Inactive Marine, Kim Wakefield, continues to serve her
country as a Naval Criminal Investigator. She’s hard on the grunts and sailors
because she is one of them—and they didn’t sign up for easy.  Tired of the
seedier side of military life—picking up drunk Marines, AWOL sailors, busting
drug running operations, or worse, sending drug addicted servicemen to court
marshal and treatment.  She longs to have her faith in her fellow Marines
restored.

Kim wants a man
who knows what she needs.
Thrown together by chance on a 1Night Stand, these two jarheads
have a combustible chemistry—but do they have what it takes?
Excerpt:

Not sure how those results could be a bad thing he tapped
the side of the shot glass. “Put the piece in the safe. They have the kind you
can program here. I’ll keep my eye on the tequila.” He wouldn’t have tried to
memorize her combination anyway, but he didn’t miss the minute relaxation
around her eyes when he told her he’d watch the drinks.
True to his word, he kept his attention on the alcohol while
she stowed the gun. When she leaned against the bar next to him, he pushed a
shot glass over to her. “Let me preface this by saying I absolutely want to
have sex…but I don’t want to be limited by the one night stand.”
She hesitated in mid-reach for the glass and stared at it,
not him. “Clarify?”
“I like you. You’re smart—which is both good and bad.”
“How can it be good and bad?” Her chin came up and she swung
a hard gaze on him. Temper flared just beneath the surface, bright as the
lightning outside, it enhanced the outrage in her eyes.
Gotcha. Just one little nudge to crack the cool façade
and the passionate woman beneath glared at him. Yeah, that’s more like
it.  A second knock on the door interrupted and he let her think
about it while he took the tray from room service and sent them away. He set
the tray on the luggage stand and ignored it for now.
He sprinkled salt onto the side of his hand.  “It’s
good, because it’s sexy.” He bit into a lime and tossed back the tequila. He
finished off the ritual with a quick lick of the salt. “It’s bad because you’re
playing a game with me.”  He poured himself another shot, the first
warming his gut and loosening more of the tension. He barely added the salt to
his wrist when she slammed back her own drink, caught his hand and stroked her
tongue over his pulse point before gliding up the side of his hand to take the
salt.
All the blood in his head rushed south and he let out a low
whistle. “Damn.”
“Courage isn’t doing something because you know you can do
it.” She moistened her lips and he couldn’t look away. “It’s doing what you’re
not sure you can be successful at.”

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