Release Day and Scavenger Hunt Giveaway: Sweet Surprise by Candis Terry
Sweet
Surprise Sweet,
Texas # 4
By:
Candis Terry
Releasing
January 27th,
2015
Avon
Romance
Blurb
Playing
naughty or nice . . .
Fiona
Wilder knows all about falling in lust. Love? That's another story.
Determined not to repeat past mistakes, the single mom and cupcake
shop owner is focused on walking the straight and narrow. But trouble
has a way of finding her. And this time it comes in the form of a
smoking hot firefighter who knows all the delicious ways to ignite
her bad-girl fuse. Can lead to heartbreak . . .
Firefighter
Mike Halsey learned long ago that playing with fire just gets you
burned. He's put his demons behind him, and if there's one line he
won't cross, it's getting involved with his best friend's ex. But
when fate throws him in the path of the beautiful, strong, and
off-limits Fiona, will he be able to fight their attraction? Or will
he willingly go down in flames? Or a sweet surprise!
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Playlist
Gasoline
and Matches—LeAnn Rimes
T-R-O-U-B-L-E—Travis
Tritt
Whatever
She’s Got—David Nail
See
You Tonight—Scotty McCreery
Firework—Katy
Perry
Everything—Michael
Buble
Mama’s
Broken Heart—Miranda Lambert
Fastest
Girl in Town—Miranda Lambert
It’s
Your Love—Tim McGraw, Faith Hill
Raining
on Sunday—Keith Urban
Little
White Church—Little Big Town
Don’t—Billy
Currington
Bonfire—Craig
Morgan
Young
Love—Kip Moore
All My
Rowdy Friends—Hank Williams Jr.
Beer
Money—Kip Moore
Excerpt
Lightning
never strikes twice.
Bullpucky.
On a
stormy, sleet-driven afternoon, Fiona Wilder sat pinned between the
steering wheel and the driver’s seat of her once-pretty-cool little
Ford Focus.
If
anything had to happen to her more than once, she’d prefer
something fabulous like winning the lottery, trips to Hawaii, or even
free groceries at the Touch and Go Market. At the very least, she’d
appreciate a double-dip victory from the Bubble Buster Car Wash.
But
nooooooo.
Thanks
to someone else’s road rage, she got to be the unlucky
recipient of a car accident on San Antonio’s busiest highway.
For
the second time.
From
the moment she’d merged from the on-ramp, she’d watched the van
and pickup truck play a dangerous, aggressive game. She’d even
changed lanes to get out of their way. Instead, she’d lucked out.
Judging by the van attached to the hood of her car and the SUV tucked
into her rear bumper, she’d become the cheese in a three-car
collision road-rage sandwich.
Last
time she’d escaped with minor bruises. This time, the pain charging
through her head and left leg signaled the fate factor had flipped
her a fully extended middle finger.
Though
her current situation had her packed in like a sardine, she thanked
God Izzy hadn’t been in the car. Nothing in the world meant more to
her than her little girl. And that little girl would start to worry
when her mommy didn’t show up on time.
Fiona
sighed. With her car currently jam-packed between two heavyweights,
the likelihood of going anywhere for a while seemed slim.
A wave
of dizziness spun her head while she blindly reached for her purse to
grab her cell phone. When her searching fingers came up empty she
realized the impact must have flung her bag to the floor. Anxiety
twisted through her stomach. Someone else could dial 911; she needed
to get a call to her babysitter.
Through
the sleeting mist, she heard the oh-too-familiar wail of emergency
vehicles and tried to remember if Jackson was on duty. Ironically,
her first accident was what had brought them together. He’d been
the hunky fireman to rescue her. And she’d found love.
Sort
of.
Now,
as the sirens grew closer and louder, and the familiar flash of red
lights cut through the storm-filled sky, Fiona tried to take a deep
breath to stifle the pain. Just more of her good fortune that her
lungs weren’t willing to cooperate without making it feel like her
chest was caving in. She shoved panic aside and settled for the quick
shallow breathing pattern she’d used giving birth to Izzy. In the
meantime she waited for San Antonio’s finest to show up and pry her
out.
“Ma’am?”
A big fist rapped on the driver side window. “Are you okay?”
With
another hee-hee-who, Fiona lifted her groggy gaze up past
the big khaki coat with yellow and reflective stripes, to the
handsome face and intense dark eyes staring back at her from behind
the rain-streaked glass.
Her
heart played a quick game of hopscotch.
Apparently,
even pressed in the car like a ravioli, she could appreciate a
handsome face.
A
wicked bolt of lightning struck not far beyond the massive fire
engine. From beneath the yellow helmet, the most perfect masculine
mouth she’d ever seen lifted in a reassuring smile, even as the
slash of brows over those dark eyes pulled together. The fireman said
something she couldn’t hear over the drumming of rain, the shriek
of sirens, and the ringing in her ears.
Squinting,
she tried to identify him, but the aftermath of the collision had
other ideas and sent another wave of vertigo tilting through her
head. This time, everything went black.
Author
InfoCandis
Terry was born and raised near the sunny beaches of Southern
California and now makes her home on an Idaho farm. She’s
experienced life in such diverse ways as working in a Hollywood
recording studio to chasing down wayward steers. Only one thing has
remained the same: her passion for writing stories about
relationships, the push and pull in the search for love, and the
security one finds in their own happily ever after.
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