Book Title: Letters From Home
Author: Beth Rhodes
Genre: Contemporary Romance -- Military
Release Date: November 2, 2013
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions
An Army doctor, Lena Rodriguez has always been too busy with school or the Army for romance. But the letters she received during deployment have captured her heart. Back home for the holidays, she awaits Christmas morning to meet the man who has turned her life upside down.
When Zack Benson watched his best friend's sister Lena leave for Afghanistan, he knew he had to tell her he loved her. So he sent her anonymous love letters. Now that she’s home, he realizes he's made a tactical error. Lena has fallen for the man in those letters but still thinks of him as a brother. He has to convince her otherwise because if he succeeds, he’ll get the best Christmas present ever. But if he fails, he could lose her for good.
I love a series! Some great series writers…
Elizabeth Lowell—Donovan Series
Nora Roberts—Too.Many.To.Count Series
Kaylea Cross—HRT Series, Bagram Special Ops
Outside The Lines is Book 2, the almost start to a series about the Rodriguez family. Seven kids. When I wrote Letters From Home, I couldn’t help imagine Fools Rush In—the movie. I love that move. The big Hispanic family. The colors. The life! I’ve already got Book 3 roiling around in my brain. Time to get to work because Lena and Maria are soon to be followed by Juan, Jaime, Cat, Lucas, and Mike.
But first, I thought I’d share a bit from Book 1. Maria plays a small part, and we get a feeling that all isn’t right in her world, which… it isn’t. <3 And that makes the best romance novel, doesn’t it?
Excerpt:
Had he written the letters? He hadn’t admitted it, but
he hadn’t denied it, either. All that really mattered was that they belonged
together. A thousand letters couldn’t break the bond they shared.
“Stop thinking so much.” Zack pegged her with a
sleepy-eyed, satisfied look.
“I thought you were sleeping.”
“Your energy woke me.” He kissed her, making her moan
and dive in, maker her want to start all over again. But he rolled them over,
scooted back on the couch, and rolled again so that she was on top of him, her
bare ass exposed to the air.
“Maybe we should find a bed, because now I’m cold.”
He hummed in response as the heel of his hands
massaged her lower back, the counter stroke covering her rear with his fingers—downward
stroke of his palms, upward stroke of his fingers. “Are you cold now?”
She rested her forehead against his chest and sighed. “Yes,
but I don’t care. Don’t stop doing that.”
His laugh rumbled through his chest. She turned her
ear to listen, and Zack wrapped his arms around her.
“I was serious. Don’t stop.”
But he sat up, brought her legs across his lap then
stood, lifting her into his arms.
“Now my ass is really cold.” She nipped at his neck.
He carried her to his room, threw back the covers, and
laid her gently against the sheets. “It’s ten o’clock.”
“What?” She sat up, covering herself with the blankets
at the same time. “We slept for three hours on the couch? No wonder my ass is
numb.”
“Ha! Doesn’t feel too numb to me…” Zack went through a
doorway into the small bathroom.
She heard the toilet flush. The light went out, and it
was dark again.
Excitement ran through her. Anticipation. She wanted
him again.
But there was an edge of panic as well. They had so
little time. Her brain wanted to work out all the details, get everything set
and straight in her head.
Zack crawled under the covers and pulled her against
him—her back to his front. She relaxed in his arms.
“Let’s not worry about tomorrow just yet.”
“Hey, how did—”
“Because I know you, Lena. I’ve known you almost my
whole life.” He paused, and she couldn’t help but hold her breath. “And I love
you. I don’t want you to worry about what’s going to happen between us. We’ll
make it work—your career, my job…no matter what. Okay?”
She nodded, turning her head to kiss him.
His hands found her breasts, felt their weight, and
her nipples tightened against his palms.
The thrill of his touch sang through her. He roamed,
leaving traces on her ribs, abdomen, and down, until he was at the very center
of her.
He deepened their kiss, opening his mouth to her as
his fingers played her.
The coil of need drew up against her breastbone.
Sensations bombarded her.
“Come on, babe,” he whispered against her ear.
She did, with sparks flashing behind closed eyelids.
They loved again, taking each touch deeper, and every
stroke more desperately than the last. He was everywhere, touching her,
kneading her.
Lena let go of practicality, let go of reason. She
wasn’t going to lose another day, another hour or minute. She gripped his
sides, opened to him, and stared into eyes brimming with flames of love.
With one swift thrust, he filled her, and a tear fell
down her cheek. She was truly home, finally. He wiped the tear and smiled, as
if he knew what she was thinking.
Maybe he did. It wasn’t that long ago that he’d come
home as well.
Beth Rhodes is a wife, mother, friend, and lover. She lives with her Army husband and their six children at the base of the mountains in Colorado. She loves the cold, coffee, camping, and sunshine.
Her stories are full of life, family, and love. You can find her reading just about any genre of romance, but her favorites are fast-paced suspense, where life is on the line and love is the only saving grace. She wants a book that makes her heart pound and her pulse race.
Beth is a member of Romance Writers of America, Pikes Peak Writers, Colorado Romance Writers, and International Thriller Writers. She is signed with Entangled Publishing and Boroughs Publishing Group.
