I'm thrilled for my good friend and fantastic author, Christi Barth for the great reviews she's receiving on her newest release, LOVE AT HIGH TIDE. We were "release day twins" on July 8th when both of our books came out.
Check out this blurb and excerpt, and be sure to scroll down to find out where you can purchase this fun summer read (even though it's fall).
Darcy Trent is lucky Cooper Hudson is on
hand to sweep her off her feet—literally—when she nearly drowns while swimming
in the ocean. But life-saving aside, Mr. Perfect's timing stinks: Darcy's
career is about to take her to the complete opposite side of the Atlantic.
Still, a little summer loving with the tall, blond and sexy former cop is far
too tempting to pass up.
When his plans to enter the Secret Service
went south thanks to a bum knee, Coop retreated to the family beach house to
mull his future. Romance is the last thing on his mind, until he fishes a curvy
brunette out of the sea. Now, spending time in Darcy's arms seems like the
ideal distraction, even if it is just for a week.
But with Darcy's departure date fast
approaching and their careers on the line, can they realize in time that their
beach fling might become the real thing?
Excerpt:
“Thanks
for the rescue. If you hadn’t grabbed me, I’d still be doing somersaults
underwater. In my book, that qualifies you for hero status.”
An
unreadable emotion flickered across his eyes so fast she almost missed it. In a
low mutter, he said, “Don’t call me a hero.” He hit the hard-packed sand at the
edge of the water and stopped walking.
Modest,
heroic and gorgeous. And it didn’t take even a fraction of her eight years of
training in cultural anthropology to figure out he was attracted to her. They’d
long since hit land, and yet he made no move to put her down. Not that she was
complaining. She’d happily continue to sit cradled in his arms. It gave her an
up-close view of his chiseled cheekbones, sharp enough to etch glass. Her
fingers brushed through the salt-spiked tips of his blond hair. No doubt about
it: she’d found the man candy Trina had promised. One bite of him would be as
sinful and addictive as a chocolate honey truffle.
“Well, I
can’t call you Mr. In-The-Right-Place-At-The-Right-Time.” When his lips curled
up showing off his dimple, Darcy’s interest kicked up a notch.
“Good
point. I’m Cooper Hudson. Coop, to my friends.”
“Darcy
Trent.”
“It’s been
a long time since I met an ocean virgin.”
“Oh, but only in the aquatic sense, I assure
you.” What? Why wave her long-vanished virginity under his nose? Now he
probably thought she had the morals of an alley cat. But hearing the hottest
man she’d ever seen use the word virgin
threw her for a loop. Not the standard nice-to-meet-you conversation, by a long
shot.
He flashed
an easy smile. “Don’t worry. I hadn’t planned on delivering you as a virgin
sacrifice to appease the volcano gods over at the mini-golf course.”
Okay, now
Darcy could add funny to the list of his overwhelming awesomeness. Maybe she
really had blacked out and was hallucinating her ideal man while unconscious,
underwater. What else could explain such perfection?
“Darcy,
what happened?” Trina’s yell preceded her appearance in front of them. After a
quick yank upward to her scrap of a top, she rested her hand on Darcy’s leg.
“Why’s he carrying you? Did you get stung in the foot by a jellyfish? ’Cause if
you did, I’ll pee on it. That’ll take the sting away.”
That
certainly settled the whole am-I-hallucinating question. Never, ever would
Darcy fantasize about her best friend peeing on her. The situation had to be
real. And if Trina in all her adorable annoyingness was real, then her hot hero
hunk had to be real, too.
To her dismay,
Cooper lowered her to the ground.
“Your
friend’s fine,” Cooper announced. “A wave almost rolled her, so she’s a little
shaken up, but uninjured.”
“You keep
your distance,” Darcy warned with a hand raised to keep Trina at arm’s length.
“Don’t even think about peeing on me. Not even if I get attacked by an entire
school of jellyfish.”
Trina
wrinkled her nose. “Okay, but if the situation arises, just remember that I
would be willing to make that sacrifice.”
“Friendship
is a beautiful thing.” Cooper’s sardonic tone belied the sincerity of his
expression.
Bio: Christi
Barth earned a Masters degree in vocal performance and embarked upon a career
on the stage. A love of romance then drew her to wedding planning. Ultimately she succumbed to her lifelong love
of books and now writes contemporary romance. Christi is President
of the Maryland Romance Writers and lives in Maryland with her husband.
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