Tuesday, June 25, 2013

Promo Day with - K.R. Haynes - The Fire in Her Eyes

Today I have another wonderful guest. The talented K.R. Haynes is here celebrating the release of her new book, The Fire in Her Eyes.


Since the first night Officer Mick Huon met Mary J Sinclair down at the Convict Inn, fiery sparks of passion have flown between the two of them. After stealing one kiss from her, Mick decides it’s best if he keeps his distance from Mary J, mainly due to his steadily rising affection for her that was stirred up from one brief tender moment they shared. What Mick hadn’t counted on was for Mary J to seduce him. The woman has a fire within her that sets him ablaze with primal lust. To tame a stubborn redhead like Mary J, Mick will have to pull out all the stops if he's planning on enticing her into his bed.
But when Mary J’s dark past collides with the present, it stirs up more trouble than they were both prepared for. Can Mick conquer Mary J’s past in time or will he end up losing her forever?


Downing the rest of the beer from his glass, Mick picked up the two bottles of beer after thanking Christian for the free drinks and strolled off in the direction of the rear offices where Mary J was lying low. He smirked to himself now knowing that his feisty barmaid was a beer-drinking woman. One thing he loved the most was a woman who could enjoy the cooling amber liquid like himself at the end of a hard day’s work.

Coming to a complete stop outside her office door, Mick could hear Mary J muttering and cussing to herself from behind the closed door. Reaching out he lightly tapped on the door with the back of his hand and groaned at hearing her terse “enter.” Turning the knob and opening the door to step inside he couldn’t stop the sly smirk from forming at his lips. Oh, this was going to be a fun experience because she already sounded mildly pissed off and when she set her sights on him no doubt her pissed-off attitude would only inflate higher and higher

Closing the door quietly behind him with his booted foot, Mick stood there for a minute drinking in the sight of her hard at work on the computer. Her posture looked tense as she frowned down at something on the computer screen. Her long coppery-red curls flowed wildly around her shoulders and softened some of the tension he could feel emanating off of her. When she glanced up at him, he winced when she narrowed her eyes at him angrily. Oh yeah, she was in one hell of a feisty little mood tonight all right.

Stepping up closer to the desk, he held out one of the beers in his hand for her to take. “Here, I brought a peace offering in for you.”

 The muscles in his jaw twitched at seeing one of her neatly manicured eyebrows rise up as she answered him. “And why would you need a peace offering to see me, Mick?”

“You know damn well why. Now here take this will you and be done with it.”

The look on her face told him he had just said the absolute wrong thing to her. Shit.

“Be done with it? And what exactly should I been done with, Mick?”

“Like I said, you know damn well why, Mary J.” He growled and couldn’t help doing it either.

He nearly laughed at her though when she snatched the bottle of beer from his hand and took a large sip of it before answering him. “No, I don’t know, so why don’t you enlighten me. I’m all ears.” Her no-nonsense voice made his dick lengthen in reaction to hearing it.

“Do I really need to spell it out to you, sugar?”


He groaned at the sight of the small knowing smirk curving at her lips, the same lips he was desperate to taste again. That one night in the hospital chapel where he first kissed her had been too short lived for him to have a decent taste of her, and only left him craving more of her sweet taste on him.

“Fine, you win all right. I’ve come here to apologise to you.” Mick held up his hand when she tried to butt in. “I shouldn’t have shown up the other night with my date.”

“No, you probably shouldn’t have. But then again you have every right to be dating, Mick.” She surprised him with that answer and then shocked him even further when she added on quietly, “Do you regret what happened between us that night in the chapel? Is that why you flaunted your date in front me the other night?”

“Now wait just a damn minute there, sweetness, before you go accusing me of doing wrong by you. For one thing, I never intentionally flaunted my date in front of you and I’ve just apologised for it, so far as I’m concerned it’s history. Secondly, I don’t regret a damn thing when it comes to you or even when I’m with you.” Oh shit did he just say that out loud? A quick glance at Mary J and Mick knew he had. The shocked look on her face was clearly evident from hearing his untimely omission. He would be the first to admit that he had just screwed this whole evening up by having a slip-of-the-tongue moment. Fuck.

Scrubbing a hand roughly through his hair, Mick raised his gaze to hers and forced the words that he needed to say to her out of his damnable mouth. “I’m going about this all the wrong way. Look, Mary J, I just came here tonight to apologise to you for the way I acted the other night. That’s all.”

Disappointment flashed in her eyes for a moment and Mick wanted to kick his own ass for putting it there. He real did suck at apologising to her and his efforts at trying to woo her sucked even more. Christ, he was going to need to do some serious grovelling to fix the mistakes he had made with her so they could both move past this and move on to more pleasurable activities he had in mind for them.

But seeing Mary J cross her arms over her chest as she moved from behind her desk to stand in front of him only increased his need to see her submit to him. Christ, even his dick was getting onboard at seeing her little act of defiance. His cock was throbbing like a son of a bitch, all because it wanted out of his jeans so it could dive straight into her luscious heat.

Right then, Mick could hardly wait for the day when he could strip her naked and tie her spread eagle to his bed so he could give her so much damn pleasure she would be begging him for release time and time again. However, instead of acting on those erotic urges of his, he settled for something more romantic by tucking an errant curl behind her ear. Her eyes were simmering with heated lust when she gazed up at him through lowered lashes. Slowly and tenderly, Mick brushed the back of his knuckles down her cheek and smiled to himself at hearing her soft intake of breath.

To buy this or to look through K.R. Haynes other books, head over to Bookstrand:  http://www.bookstrand.com/k-r-haynes