Abibliophobia Anonymous Book Reviews: **COVER REVEAL** Heartfire by Joanna Blake

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

COVER REVEAL Heartfire by Joanna Blake

Cover Reveal Title: Heartfire

Author: Joanna Blake

Photographer: Furious Fotog

Cover Designer: Mayhem Cover Creations

Models: Nick Bennett and Madena Rose

I put out fires for a living. I'm damn good at it too. I'm known for my bravery, courage and daredevil stunts. Oh yeah, and the way I use my hose. Firemen are celebrities in this town. My father, my brothers and all my cousins have put their lives on the line for the people of Brooklyn, NY. I've been in calendars and on TV. I have my pick of any woman I want. Anytime, anywhere. All I have to do is snap my fingers. But Kennedy Stewart is the one that got away. A shy girl from strict religious family, we had a hotter than hell fling. I was auctioned off for charity and her friends won me for her as a joke. A shy virgin should've been easy pickings for me. But I was the one who got swept off his feet. We had a few weeks of bliss, even if we had to sneak around. I even said the 'L' word. The next thing I know she's visiting relatives and won't answer my calls. I swore off women – especially her. But she took a little surprise with her. My baby. Now she's back in the little bundle of joy bears a startling resemblance to yours truly. I can't be fooled and I can't be denied. I want what's mine.

*Heartfire is a stand-alone novel with a guaranteed HEA and no cheating! This edition contains bonus materials for a limited time only!*

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"Holy shit..." I turned to see what Lowe was looking at and my jaw dropped. She was here. In the bar. Kennedy was here. But she... didn't look like Kennedy. Gone was the innocent little beauty I'd fallen for, and then lost. This girl was confident. Wild. She oozed sex. From the corset top she wore to the frayed denim miniskirt and high heeled booties. Her hair was blown out and luxurious, like she was in a shampoo commercial. Her pouty lips were shiny and red. Her stunning eyes were lined with something dark and smokey. She was hot. She was sex on wheels. And she was already getting way too much attention. Her cousin Jamie smirked at me. I knew that she'd done this to spite me. To torture me. To get even with me for being a damn jackass. And it was working. I growled and slammed my drink down. I strode across the bar and grabbed Kennedy's arm. Then I dragged her right back outside. "What the hell do you think you are doing?" She squeaked as I released her. I stood there, panting as she looked at me in shock. "Drew... I didn't know you would be here." "Like hell you didn't!" "Jamie said I needed to get out. So, we're out." "Go home, Kennedy! I don't want you here!" Her gorgeous eyes blinked at me. Then she blinked again. I stared at the solitary tear that rolled down her cheek. I ran my hands through my hair. "Kennedy... shit, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that." She pulled her purse tight over her shoulder and shook her head. "No, it's fine. I should have realized Jamie was up to something. We'll just... I'll go somewhere else." I stared at her, my jaw clenching. "You should go home. You're going to start a damn riot! Why are you dressed like that? What are you trying to do to me?" She squared her shoulders and tossed her hair over her shoulder. "Nothing. I'm leaving. Like you said. Tell- tell Jamie I'll see her at PJ's." "PJ's! Hell, no you are not going to PJ's alone!" She gave me a cold look. "I don't see that it's any of your concern. I have a sitter. I'm an adult. I can go anywhere I damn please!" I snarled at her, taking a step towards her. "No, you can't." "Yes. I can." She was trying to sound tough but she took a step backwards. I followed her until her back was against the wall. She gave me a nervous look. Good. She should be nervous. "No. You can't." I was inches away from her. I could practically taste her lips. She always reminded me of strawberries and cream. I wanted to see if she still tasted like that. I wanted to see if the fire was still burning between us. That was a lie. I knew it was. Even after everything she'd done, I could not resist her. I'd tried to stay away. And I'd failed. "Kennedy..." She stared up at me as I pressed forward until our chests were touching. She let out a soft sound that was sexy as hell. I groaned as I wrapped my arms around her. "What are you- doing?" "I'm going to kiss you." "Why?" I couldn't help the bitter smile that settled on my lips. "Because I cant help it. I can't get you out of my head. That's why." And then I stopped talking. I stopped thinking. I just felt. I held her face as I took her mouth, punishing her for all those months I'd missed her. All that time she'd made me wait and wonder. All the pain I'd felt when she left me. Well, she was back and she was mine. I didn't care anymore what she'd done. I'd just make sure she didn't leave me again. I wouldn't let her. I was going to tie her to my damn bed if I had to. Permanently. I softened my lips and lifted my head, staring down at those wide eyes of hers. "Come on." I took her arm and propelled her down the street. Jamie came out as we turned the corner. She watched us walk past without saying a word. Kennedy had to practically run to keep up. "Where are we going?" "Bed." "What? I told you I didn't want to go home Drew!" Her voice was high and girlish. Shocked. I grinned. I was going to shock the hell out of her by dawn. Three times at least. "My bed. She'll see you in the morning, Jamie." Jamie just smiled and waved goodbye. I knew she'd been up to something. She looked very pleased with herself. I was feeling pretty pleased with myself too. Kennedy stumbled in those high heels she was wearing. I just picked her up and kept walking without missing a beat. My girl wasn't used to wearing heels. I grinned. That was one of the things I liked about her. Her beauty was all natural. I squeezed her, stealing a glance at her face. She was staring up at me in awe, looking like a sweet little sex kitten. Her chest was pushed up and out in that top, her creamy skin swelling above the low cut neckline. Then again, this look did have it's merits.

Joanna Blake loves good old fashioned romance, men who open doors and work with their hands. Hot Blooded Heroes is a series of sizzling stories about True Blue American men and the women who love them. She's thrilled to be collaborating with Pincushion Press on her new series! Come along for the ride! XoX, Joanna

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