I'm so excited to share an excerpt from my debut romantic suspense novel today. SHE CAN RUN releases November 28, 2011 and is available for pre-order. An advanced reader copy (print book) is included in the awesome giveaway bundle. For more details about me or my book, please visit melindaleighauthor.com.
When a woman on the run takes refuge at a secluded mansion, she finds herself under the watchful eye of a former cop whose curiosity about her shadowy past is matched only by their undeniable passion.
Beth's hand trembled. Her knuckles hovered an inch from the recessed oak panel. The office door was closed, which meant Richard didn't want to be disturbed. She glanced at the box in her hand, delivered by messenger just moments before. It must be important. Would Richard be angry if she interrupted him? Or angrier if she didn't? Her stomach clenched. He'd be angry no matter what she did.
With a hitched breath, she rapped lightly. The latch hadn't caught properly and the door swung open. Beth froze, paralyzed by the scene before her.
Confusion shifted into comprehension, and fear turned her insides to ice water.
Could she slip out before he noticed her? She eased backward, but Richard sensed her presence. He turned and stared. Their gazes locked for a few seconds, his feral, hers panicked. The lion and the gazelle.
Then he grabbed the crystal letter opener on his desk and lunged.
She couldn’t leave the house. Her children were upstairs. She needed a weapon. Her eyes locked on the kitchen doorway ten feet away.
His Italian loafers scraped the wood floor of the hall behind her as he fought for traction. The rubber soles of her sneakers fared better. She almost outran him. Almost.
At the threshold, he caught her in a flying tackle. She flung her hands out. Pain shot through her wrists and palms as she braced her fall before her face slammed into the tile.
After all this time wondering if he'd eventually kill her, there was now no more doubt. If she didn't get away, she was dead.