Happy New Year!!!
ARRA Awards
The year is still shiny and new and already exciting things are happening.

A couple of our lovely Cats have been
nominated in the Favourite Short Category Romance category of the 2013 Australian Romance Readers
Awards. Amy Andrews features twice with Driving Her Crazy and The Girl Least
Likely to Marry. Also nominated are Annie West’s Imprisoned by a Vow and Michelle Douglas’ The Redemption of Rico D’Angelo. And it was a huge shock and absolute delight that I discovered The Love Deception is also nominated. Just to be in a finals list with such incredible authors is an unbelievable thrill.
Amy also
blitzed other categories including a
nomination for Holding Out for a Hero in Favourite Contemporary Romance. Amy’s fabulous hero Jake Prince from Holding Out for a Hero is
nominated in The Sexiest Hero category
and Amy’s also up for Favourite Australian Romance Author 2013. So wonderful,
Amy!
The Billionaire’s
Pursuit of Love
My new release, The Billionaire’s Pursuit of Love, is out this week. I
love this story and cried a couple of time while writing it, so I hope I’ve
been able to capture that emotion on the page. The story features wildlife warrior Sarah Walker and
international technology guru Blake Huntington-Fiennes. The premise is…
When Sarah Walker's beloved wildlife
sanctuary is threatened with closure, she heads for London and goes straight to
the top to find out why. But the man responsible is the one man she's never
forgotten, and the only person who can destroy all her happiness.
Billionaire CEO Blake Huntington-Fiennes
can't believe that the girl he's spent years searching for has just marched
into his boardroom. And this time, he's willing to resort to any means
necessary to keep her. But Sarah has a secret she must protect at all costs or
risk losing something even more precious than the sanctuary…
Excerpt
Blake and Sarah have just finished dinner at
the luxury Dorchester restaurant in London. They’re seated at a special private
table, surrounded by an oval wall of lights. Sarah has a secret and she has to
escape Blake’s charms to keep it...
‘Blake . . .’ He took his name from her
lips with a kiss. She softened under his touch. She wanted this, too. God, he
had to have her.
She dragged her lips from his. ‘People will see.’
‘I don’t give a damn.’ He found her mouth again. She tasted of chocolate and
strawberries. Of hot passion and erotic promise.
‘Let’s get out of here.’ He pulled her towards the
wall of light. He’d book the penthouse suite.
‘No.’ She wrenched herself from his grip and slipped
through the luminous curtain.
He flung the lights aside and strode after her.
‘Put this on my tab,’ Blake ordered the maĆ®tre d’ and
followed her out onto the street. Sarah stood hailing a cab.
‘Running again?’ he said.
‘You were the one who ran. Disappeared. Vanished from
the face of the earth.’ Her red-hot anger hit him with surprising force.
‘I think we’ve established that I didn’t.’
‘No. You denied it. That doesn’t make it true.’
A black cab pulled up and Sarah opened the door. ‘I
have to go. Goodbye, Blake.’
Hell, were those tears in her eyes? The cartilage
between his ribs felt as though it had fused solid. He grabbed the door of the
taxi. ‘Stay with me.’ The passion in his voice scared him. He cared too much.
‘Blake, that time is gone. I can’t . . . Please . . .’
The tone of her voice told him everything. She’d known
that passion, deep enough to transport you to a place so heavenly that without
it, life was forever grey and lifeless and desolate.
He caught her about the waist and drew her hard
against his body. His pulse flared and smashed away every rational thought. He
slid his other hand up the back of her neck and claimed her mouth. Her lips
were as warm and lush as a tropical afternoon. He kissed her, hoping all the
words he wanted to say were there in his kiss. All the time they had wasted
could be washed away. They could relive their hot passion. He wanted her. Now.
Now. Now.
She slid her hands onto his chest and pushed.
‘No, Blake. We can’t . . .’
‘Why the hell not?’ He hadn’t meant to sound so
callous.
‘Because . . . Because . . .’
She yanked free, climbed into the taxi and slammed the
door shut.
The cab pulled into the traffic. Sarah turned and
watched him until the taxi rounded the corner.
Blake stared at the spot where the cab had
disappeared. His blood pumped hot and fast. Sarah had no idea who she was
dealing with if she imagined she could just evaporate.