MICAH
(Damage Control #1) COVER REVEAL
New Adult
contemporary romance
by Jo Raven
Cover by Jo Raven
RELEASE DATE: Dec
16, 2014 in the Red Hot Alphas Boxset
SYNOPSIS
There’s me: Micah
Owens. Tattoo artist at Damage Control. No parents or siblings. A past that
still gives me nightmares.
And then there’s her:
Evangeline, the girl who saved my life and haunts my more pleasant dreams. Only
she doesn’t know who I really am, and telling her might well send her fleeing
for the hills. She deserves better than a loser like me. She’s pretty. She’s
clever. She’s goddamn sexy and has a heart of gold.
Which is why I can’t
tell her. A smile from her and I’ll do all I can to make her mine – including
pretending to be someone I’m not, someone worth having.
Isn’t love weird?
This is book 1 in the Damage Control series – a series parallel to Inked Brotherhood, so that you’ll find the boys of Inked Brotherhood making appearances here, too.
MICAH is a stand-alone work. No cliffhanger.
The expected publication date is Dec 16, 2014 in the Red Hot Alphas Boxset, on all of your favorite e-book websites.
EXCERPT
Quiet.
I ring the bell again, and when nothing
happens, I check the piece of paper. I’m at the right place. Maybe Rafe made a
mistake? Or maybe Micah is not in.
Just when I’m about to turn and go, I
think I hear footsteps and push the paper into the pocket of my jacket. I lick
my lips, my nervousness returning.
The lock creaks and the door slides open.
“Yeah?” a hoarse male voice says, and I catch a glimpse of a suspicious blue
eye through the opening.
“Micah? It’s me, Ev.” Oh God, this sounds
so lame. I shift my weight again, my leg twinging. “I, um. I forgot my walking
stick at the cafe...” I feel ridiculous addressing his eye and not even seeing
his whole face. “I was hoping maybe you noticed and got it for me.”
“Ev?” His voice cracks. He turns away and
coughs, and the worry gently gnawing at my insides morphs into a voracious
monster.
“Are you all right?” My voice goes
high-pitched, and I wince. Calm down, Ev.
“That cold still hasn’t cleared up?”
“What?” He pulls the door open and leans
against it, bracing one arm on the frame. One bare, muscled arm. Attached to
his muscular bare chest. “Oh, the cold, yeah. I’m fine.”
Fine.
“Why did you stay home if you’re fine?”
He blinks at me, a slow sweep of long
lashes against high cheekbones, and I have a moment of
oh-crap-I’ve-gone-too-far panic.
But he doesn’t slam the door in my face as
I think he might. “Rough night,” he mutters. “Ocean said he’d cover for me at
work, so I stayed home to sleep.”
Straightforward. Honest. A rough night. I want to ask what made
it rough, but I think I’ve already overstepped the boundaries of our...
friendship? Acquaintance?
I drop my gaze from his face, and that’s a
mistake. My mind blanks a little as I realize he’s shirtless and barefoot,
lounging in front of me in only a pair of gray low-hung, draw-string pants. My
gaze slides back up his long legs to his narrow hipbones and a spectacular set
of abs, complete with sexy divots forming a V line.
My mouth is honest-to-god watering. I tear
my gaze off those lickable abs only for it to be caught by his defined pecs and
then his amused sky-blue eyes.
“Is there anything I can do for ya?” he
drawls lazily, and I swear my panties get wet at the raspy sound.
Well, wetter.
Which is kind of alarming. No guy has ever
had such an effect on me before.
AUTHOR BIO
Jo Raven writes New Adult contemporary romance. She loves
sexy bad boys and strong-willed heroines, and divides her time between writing
and reading. When not cooking up plots, she putters in her cluttered kitchen
and dreams of traveling to India and Japan.
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