Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Make Me Stay (Men of Gold Mountain #1) by Rebecca Brooks - Blog Tour, Excerpt & Giveaway



Make Me Stay
Men of Gold Mountain #1
Rebecca Brooks
Publication Date: October 3, 2016
Genres: Adult, Entangled: Brazen, Romance



Samantha Kane is about to solidify her father’s legacy by developing sleepy Gold Mountain into the most profitable ski resort in the country. There’s one man standing in her way though. One very sexy, rugged man. When she shows up to convince Austin Reede to sell, she has no intention of hiding her identity. But with a body like his, she’ll take a few risks to get closer.

Austin was the fastest skier on the U.S. Olympic team, until he shattered his knee. Gold Mountain became his refuge—and now Kane Enterprises is threatening that home. When he meets Sam, he has no idea she’s the one to blame, he just knows the attraction between them is one he hasn’t felt in years. A scorching hot one-night stand is just what he needs. Little does he guess that it will change everything…






Sam swiveled to look behind them at the height they’d climbed. It was a rookie mistake. Her stomach dropped at the sight. 
“You can do this, Sam. You’re the boss.” Austin put a hand on her knee, and Sam almost gasped out loud. Now was when he decided to tell her he knew what she was hiding? 
But he flashed a grin and she realized it was just an expression, a way to pump her up before the big run. 
There was no way he’d be here like this, touching her leg, grinning at her, if he so much as suspected who she was. The thought was reassuring—her secret was safe. 
Too bad his trust made her feel even worse. 
But he was right, wasn’t he? She was the boss. Whether she wanted it or not, this was her show. “Damn straight,” she murmured, adjusting her gear over her face as they got to the top. 
“That’s my girl,” Austin said and pushed off quickly from the lift, making her scramble to catch up, because what the hell did it mean that she was his girl when all they’d done was kiss? She had to stop this, she had to come clean, she couldn’t take another second before she— 
But then she was standing over the edge of the bowl, and all the words leaked from her brain. 
“Don’t look at the sign,” Austin instructed. 
“What sign?” Sam asked, whirling around to see what she’d missed. 
“Don’t,” he repeated, using his pole to nudge her away. But it was too late—she’d seen. Maybe not the whole thing, but the words “caution” and “catastrophic” had a way of jumping out. 
“Austin,” she pleaded. 
“Don’t even think about telling me you can’t.” 
“Are you this mean to your students? Because if I’m the boss then I’m firing your ass.” 
He slid slowly down along the long spine that ran from the top of the chairlift over the lip of the bowl, but he kept his eyes on her. “I’ll do something to your ass, too.” 
Hidden by her face mask, Sam’s jaw dropped. “What did you say?” 
He shrugged. “Guess you’d better come and find out.” 
“You are one dirty bastard,” she accused, but it worked. It got her to push off from where she’d been standing, paralyzed, and follow him along the ridge. 
When Sam stopped beside him, he grabbed her waist and drew her near, their skis overlapping, his hips pressing close enough to make her heart pound from something other than fear. He leaned in, his lips next to her face, whispering as another skier whizzed past, “Oh, sweetheart. You have no idea.” 




Rebecca Brooks is the author of contemporary romance novels HOW TO FALL and ABOVE ALL. She lives in New York City in an apartment filled with books.

She received a PhD in English but decided it was more fun to write books than write about them. She has backpacked alone through India and Brazil, traveled by cargo boat down the Amazon River, climbed Mt. Kilimanjaro, explored ice caves in Peru, trekked to the source of the Ganges, and sunbathed in Burma, but she always likes coming home to a cold beer and her hot husband in the Bronx.

Her books are about independent women who leave their old lives behind to try something new—and find the passion, excitement and purpose they didn’t know they’d been missing.



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