Thursday, January 30, 2014

Love, Chocolate, and Beer (Cactus Creek #1) by Violet Duke: Release Day

Title: Love, Chocolate, and Beer (Cactus Creek #1)
Author: Violet Duke
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 30, 2014
Series: Cactus Creek

Book Blurb:

Romance has met its most unlikely match-up…

Luke Bradford is a chocolatier on a mission.  After moving his chocolate shop, and newly single life, to the quirky town of Cactus Creek, Luke wants nothing more than to devote all his energy into making his business a success—by taking the romance market by storm.  But his grand plans get thrown for a loop when he locks horns with the feisty beer-brewing beauty next door who calls his ‘romantic idealism’ a load of fairytale bull.  Soon, driving the woman sparking nuts becomes another wickedly fun priority he simply can’t get enough of.  

In his defense, she’s addictively easy to incite…and plain impossible to resist.

Beloved local brewmaster Dani Dobson is beyond riled up.  It’s bad enough the new shop owner in town comes locked and loaded with both a distractingly rugged charm and sexy flashing dimples, but the whole only-in-the-movies variety of romance he’s selling—the kind her world has been crushed by before—is really doing a number on her allergy to unrealistic clich├ęs.  What’s worse, he’s created an annoyingly clever ad campaign that dubs ‘beer joints’ like hers as the “cave where romance goes to hibernate.”  The nerve of that man.

Combustible chemistry or not, damn it, this means war.  The stakes…very likely, her heart.

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Luke grimaced as he adjusted his jeans and leaned down to slide her hair back from her face.  Pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead, he suggested softly, “Honey, why don’t you go on and shower so you can get to bed.  You’re not used to waking up as early as I am; I should’ve thought about that before planning this dinner.  You brewed all day today and you’ve got the dayshift tomorrow; you need to rest.  So get going.  I’ll clean up out here.”
With a groan, Dani dragged herself up off the couch.  “But that’s not fair,” she managed around a stifled yawn.  “You cooked, I should do the dishes.”
“Next time.  Go on.  I’ll let myself out when I’m done.”
“Nooo,” she protested even as she was slowly shuffling toward the hallway.  “Don’t leave without saying goodbye.  Promise?  Even if I’m out cold?”
His own reply was muted out by the blood rushing in his ears—a reaction he was helpless to at the sound of her words getting muffled behind clothing.
Clothing she was taking off.
Without him.
No amount of adjusting could stop the zipper tattoo that was forming behind his jeans.  Quickly turning on the faucet to mute out any more stripping noises, he started scrubbing the cast iron pan in the sink like it owed him money, damn near making it shine until finally, finally, he heard the bathroom door close and the shower turn on.
But then his imagination got the best of him.  The hot water, the dish soap bubbles, hell even the damn rubber dish gloves next to the sink all made him think of sex.  And wet, naked woman.
His wet, naked woman.
Not twenty-five feet away.
What was it about a woman in a shower that could make the male brain turn to mush?
His hands gripped the edge of the sink unsteadily as he counted backward from a hundred, willing his mind to focus on something else.  He was in the single digits when he decided to start back from a hundred when he heard the shower shut-off and quiet, feminine footsteps padding across the hallway.  The sound of a door opening, but not closing shut all the way made him almost drop to his knees in surrender right there.
It wasn’t until complete silence echoed back at him that he leaned way the hell over and finished the rest of the dishes, surprised he hadn’t managed to drill a hole in the cabinet paneling in the process.  When he felt at least partially sane, but still not at all under control, he headed down the hall to Dani’s bedroom to say goodnight.
No dallying, no thinking.  Definitely no touching.  Just get in and out—
Definitely none of that.
Knocking gently before he pushed the partially ajar door open, he came to a full standstill and just stared.  He’d expected Dani to be asleep. 
He hadn’t expected to find her asleep in her towel.
Hair still damp from the shower, tiny goosebumps across her skin from the cold, and her expression wholly relaxed in sleep, she was the sexiest thing he’d ever laid eyes on.  A beautiful sleeping angel. 
Wrapped in a towel that was two, maybe three breaths away from falling open.
His legs were moving him closer before her lungs filled again.
He grabbed the right side of her comforter and draped it over her so she was encased from neck to toe.  Statues of his sainthood would be built in honor of him in this moment years from now, he was sure.

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 Author Bio:
New York Times & USA Today bestselling author Violet Duke is a former professor of English Education who is ecstatic to now be on the other side of the page writing wickedly fun contemporary romance novels. When she's not arguing with her story characters or feeding her book-a-day reading addiction, she enjoys tackling reno projects with her power tools while trying pretty much anything without reading the directions first and cooking 'special edition' dishes that laugh in the face of recipes. Violet lives in Hawai'i with her two cute kids and similarly adorable husband.

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