Not Another Soldier
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Another Soldier Media Kit
Title: Not Another Solider
Author: Samantha Holt
Genre: Contemporary Romantic Suspense
Release Date: 17th January 2014
Blurb
I’ve just buried my
husband. I was going to divorce him and now he’s dead.
After five years as a military wife, Sienna is moving on. She’s keen
to leave behind the misery of her marriage to Rob but for some reason the past
won’t let her go. It doesn’t help that her closest friend, Nick, is also a
soldier.
Unfortunately Sienna is struggling to deny her attraction to the
sexy marine, even knowing there can be no future in it. When the injured
soldier admits he wants her just as badly, and has always wanted her, the fight
to control her feelings becomes harder.
And now she’s learning things about her late husband that surprise
even her. When the secrets of Rob’s life come to light, Sienna finds herself
involved with some very nasty people and Nick is determined to protect her, no
matter what.
As the danger grows to both her heart and her life, Sienna needs to
decide if it was the army that was the problem or her late husband. Is Nick
worth the heartache of being a military spouse again? And will he be able to
protect her from the ring of drug dealers slowly closing in?
About the Author
Samantha lives in a small village in England with her gorgeous twin
girls and husband who is a trained bodyguard and ex-soldier (Yes, seriously!).
She traditionally writes historical romances involving chivalrous knights and
hot highlanders, but occasionally dabbles in contemporary romance. When she
reluctantly leaves her computer, she enjoys exploring old ruins and indulging
an early midlife crisis. Adrenaline filled suggestions for the bucket list are
always welcome!
Find Samantha on Facebook – http://www.facebook.com/romanticfiction
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This or That
Bike or Car - Car
Tennis Shoes or Flip Flops – Flip
Flops
Camera or cell phone – Cell phone. I
mean there’s a camera already on mine so… lol
Take Out or Home cooked meal – Take
out. I love to cook but I’d far rather someone else do it for me.
Rose or Wildflowers – Roses.
Paperback or Ebook - Paperback
Red or Black – Red
Kinky or Vanilla – Kinky!
Floor or Table – Uh, for eating on?
Or for something else? I’d say table.
Beach or Lake - Beach
Sunrise or Sunset – Sunset. I am not
a morning person.
Coffee or Hot Chocolate – Oh this is
a hard one. I need coffee to keep me going but I need hot chocolate to send me
to sleep. Probably hot chocolate.
Wine or Beer - Wine
Jello or Kool aid – We have neither
of those in the UK! Is Jello a type of jelly? I’d say Kool Aid as I hate jelly.
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Excerpt 1
The little skip, skip of my heart is slightly sickening. How
can I go from scared to… to so needy
in less than ten seconds? The sight of Nick on my bed seems to short circuit my
brain. I’m pretty sure I can feel explosions going on behind my eyes. Memories
of being pressed against him, of him inside
me, combust in my mind.
One arm comes around my waist and draws me close in
understanding. I wish he couldn’t read me so well sometimes. The fear of
earlier has been replaced with something much more urgent and frightening. His
thumb rubs roughly across my cheek as he coaxes my face up and away from his
chest. His eyes are sincere and guilt jabs me for even imagining he might hurt
me. My chest tightens as his callused thumb continues to smooth across my face.
I want it. I can’t help it. I need him to kiss me. My lips tingle in
anticipation and I hold my breath.
I don’t know if it’s adrenaline that numbs my common sense
when it comes to Nick or what, but the pain in my neck has all but gone. The
hammering of my heart is replaced with a steady throb of desire. His gaze drops
to my lips and I wait for him to close the distance between us but I suspect
he’s waiting for my permission.
I tighten my grip on the back of his neck, almost fearful he
might pull away, and I bring my lips to his. We hover there, exchange breaths
and heat for a moment, and when we finally connect it’s slow and acute. I’m
aware of every tiny touch of his lips on mine. Before I can deepen it, he pulls
back and drops his hand to my wine-soaked top. His smile tilts.
“We need to get you out of that top.”
Excerpt 2
Drawing in a breath, I open the door. Hopefully Nick’s all
settled and I won’t even have to—
He’s sitting on my bed.
Damn the man. He studies me, slow and languorously, and I
flex my fingers, longing to splay my hands across myself. My simple PJs now feel
sexy and I’m definitely showing off too much skin.
“Can I—” I cough. “Is everything okay?”
Nick nods slowly, his eyes saying everything is more than okay.
My skin heats and I hope he can’t see the redness that’s no doubt in my cheeks
and on my chest.
“Yeah,” he says finally, gaze lingering on my bare legs. “I just
wanted to make sure you were okay.”
“I’m fine.”
Though I don’t sound fine. Having your heart going the same
rate as a freight train or your blood boiling beneath your skin probably isn’t fine.
But that wasn’t what he meant.
He doesn’t look convinced.
“It’s been a crazy day and I am a little shaken but I’m okay,
I swear. I just need a little rest and I need to get this place back to normal
and then I’ll be great.”
Nick takes a moment to study me once more and stands. “All
right. Just checkin’.”
“Oh.” I go to my closet. “Here’s some blankets.” I draw out
two old ones that I usually use if the temperature drops and pass them over.
“Thanks.” He takes them from me.
“Do you need something to sleep in?” I bend down and rummage
through the bottom drawer. “I might have some old T-shirts.” I find one and
come up to standing.
His eyes are wary and he looks tense, slightly like he’s
going to explode at any moment.
Baffled, I thrust out the T-shirt. “It’s one of Rob’s. I
don’t know why I still have them really. Or would it be weird wearing his stuff?”
He doesn’t respond so I hesitate before turning around and chucking the T-shirt
back in the drawer. That was a stupid idea. “Sorry, guess it would be.”
With a wry laugh, he nods. “Yeah, I don’t want to be wearing
his stuff, but I got to tell you, babe, I’m more worried about your night clothes.”
“What?”
“If you’re sleeping like that,” he motions with one hand
down me, “then it’s going to make me sleeping there,” now he points to the
couch, “a real trial. ‘Cause when you bend over in those shorts, all I want to
do is take you to bed and peel them from you.”
Excerpt 3
I’m on her quickly before I can think twice or succumb to
the way my skull feels like it’s going to explode. No way am I missing this
opportunity. I snatch her wrist and pull it away, leaving her shirt open. Turning
her toward me, I spread either side of her top and admire the soft swells
peeking over a cute pink bra. Her nipples are already hard through the cotton
and her breasts rise and fall in an incredibly enticing way. She gapes up at me
as I splay my hands around her waist, her smooth skin beneath my hands making
me harder than ever.
“Do you?” I ask, my voice gruff.
“Do I what?” she breathes.
So that’s how she’s going to play it. I can tell she knows
exactly what I mean. She just needs a little persuasion. Well, the pain in my
head is almost gone and I relish a challenge. With one finger, I brush aside
her hair and bring my lips down on her ear with a feather-light touch. Sienna
is so responsive and I’ve quickly learned her neck and ear are the place to go
for. She quivers and I trail my lips down her neck and back up.
Nipping at her lobe, I pause to whisper. “Do you love me?”
“I…”
She whimpers as I rake my teeth over her neck and bring a
hand up to caress one breast. I love the sexy little noises she makes. If only
she knew how hot she makes me. It doesn’t seem to matter what I say or how I
say it, she can never understand how much I want her. Like all the time. I feel
like a teenager again around Sienna.
“Just say it.” I skim my mouth over her chin and up to her
lips, pausing to lick at the corner. She tastes so good it takes all my
willpower not to press her mouth apart and taste every inch of her. “I. Love.
You. Three words, babe, it isn’t hard.”
“Nick…” she moans my name.
Now I’m tense all over. It’s ridiculous how quickly she can
drive me to the edge. But she isn’t going to give in. Damned stubborn woman.
I pull back and rest my forehead on hers, stroke my fingers
across her cheeks. “I love you, Sienna. Probably always have. You’re sweet and
sexy, and clever and funny. I want to make you mine, sweetheart. For good.”
When I pull back, I still see doubt in her eyes. I don’t know
if she doubts me or herself or what, but I’m going to have to erase it. With
both hands, I peel off her shirt and fling it aside. She doesn’t resist. She’s
putty in my hands. Is there anything hotter than having a beautiful woman
silently begging for your touch? Then I reach around and unclasp her bra. I
take just a moment to admire her breasts, her pale nipples tight and ready for
my mouth, before unsnapping her jeans and yanking them down.
I kneel in front of her and tug off her jeans and socks.
Sienna must be the only woman in the world who can turn me on with only a
glimpse of her feet. Her little painted toenails remind me of her so much. A
splash of brightness in a dark world. They’re purple right now. It’s one of
those little things I always noticed about her. No matter what was going on in
her life she always had these perfect, brightly colored toenails.
I stand slowly and enjoy the way she trembles as I pull
myself to my full height and press my thumbs into her hips above her pink panties.
I love how she acts all meek and mild, and then so open and unashamedly hot
when I start to make love to her. It’s like unwrapping a present.
I love to read about military wives, because I use to be one now I'm a Veteran but if you are a military wife we all know what the life is and how we lead it. However for Sienna she struggled with being the perfect wife with an over bearing Marine husband who cheated on her and treated her like crap. When deployed his best friend Nick watched over her nothing happened with them except becoming best friends. However when Sienna's husband dies and secrets about his life start to come to life Sienna turns to the one person who she's been able to trust this whole time. However they have their issues and it's not all hearts and flowers. Follow Sienna and Nick as they try to piece together what her husband left her with in terms of drug lords and beatings.
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