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Book of the Week: CRASHING DOWN by Cathryn Fox

ISBN ebook: 978-1-928056-01-0
ISBN Print: 978-1-928056-03-4

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When reckless meets responsible...

Straight A student Kathryn Lane is all work and no play. She's determined
to keep her scholarship, and that means no distractions...until she takes
a summer internship at Stone Cliff Resort and meets bad boy Noah Ryan. She
knows she should keep her distance‹after all he¹s not the kind of guy she
can bring home to daddy‹but his disarming smile and dangerous ways are
entirely too tempting.

College dropout, Noah Ryan takes one look at Kathryn and instantly knows
her type‹ambitious, driven and determined, just like he used to be, before
the accident that derailed his life and left him an emotional wreck. He
vows to avoid her, but when a co-worker backs him into a bet he can¹t
refuse, everything he¹s been running from is challenged and he¹s forced to
confront his demons.

Soon, Kathryn and Noah are lost to everything except each other. As their
lives become entwined, their passion is reckless, their heat all-consuming
but when hurtful truths spill out, can Noah prove himself worthy of the
one girl who can heal his wounded heart, or will the fire they ignited
turn to ash when it all comes crashing down?

Letter to Readers:

I¹m so excited about the release of CRASHING DOWN, the first of six
stories in the Summer Lovin¹ series with each book releasing two weeks
apart. In this series, not only do we have characters making appearances
in each others¹ stories, and a beautiful mountain resort as the backdrop,
these books have everything readers love in the New Adult genre:love, sex,
angst, betrayal and pain.  I¹ve written over fifty books and I¹m often
asked which is my favorite.  It¹s a hard question to answer, but I must
say CRASHING DOWN is at the top of the list.  I didn¹t hold any punches
with my tortured hero, Noah.  I let him act the way any twenty-one year
old emotionally wrecked guy would act, and I really hope my readers come
away loving him as much as I do.

~Cathryn Fox

New York Times and USA today bestselling author

Read an excerpt:

Before she even realized what was happening, he fished her out again, and threw her over her shoulders. The movement forced the water from her lungs as he carried her to the shore. He laid her out on the ground and tilted her head back. A second later his mouth was on hers.

Bursts of warm air filled her lungs, but she couldn’t think about that right now. No, right now all she could think about was how hot his lips felt, how his mouth tasted like beer and cinnamon and everything nice. Unable to stop herself, she moaned, her nipples tightening as she wrapped her hands around his head.

He stiffened and inched back. Their eyes met, and when confusion morphed into understanding, he said, “I thought you were drowning. I was performing—”

“CPR,” she rushed out, mortified. Please ground, open up and swallow me whole! “I knew that.”

Good Lord, how could she think he was kissing her? She resisted the urge to slap her forehead for being so stupid. Of course he was performing CPR. He was a trained, white water rafting guide. He probably did this kind of thing all the time.

He continued to hover over her, his mouth still so close. She was more apt to drown in the embarrassment flooding her than the lake water. Working to appear unaffected, she went up on one elbow, and wrung the water from her hair. Then she turned her attention to the floral dress clinging to her body like a second skin. She peeled it away from her hips. When it made a sucking sound, she cringed and tried to wipe away the makeup running down her face. Good god, she could only image what she must look like. So much for Amy spending hours on her hair and makeup.

So much for snagging the hottest guy...

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“I’m sure,” she sputtered.

He narrowed his eyes, like he didn’t believe her. “I thought you took in some water.”

As moonlight spilled over her rescuer, her glance moved over his face, then dropped lower to take in the leather jacket stretched over broad shoulders. She’d seen him twice today, and knew he was hot, but having him this close, did the most ridiculous things to her body. As her brain practically shut down, her mouth opened and closed repeatedly, once again mimicking a damned hooked fish.

Get it together, Kathryn.

He leaned over her for a long moment, staring down at her. He had a strange look on his face, like he didn’t know whether to stay there or run the other way. Finally he said, “Come on.” He climbed to his feet, and pulled her up with him, placing his hand on the small of her back to guide her to away from the water. She tried to concentrate on her walking. But it was damn near impossible to put one foot in front of the other when all she could think about was how good his fingers felt splayed over her back. He led her to a piece of driftwood, where his helmet laid in the sand. He sat and pulled her down with him.

He put his elbows on his knees, folded one hand over the other, and turned toward her, watching her closely. “Why don’t you just take a minute.”

“I’m okay, really.”

“You don’t seem okay to me.”

She shrugged, trying for casual. “That’s just because you don’t know me.”

“So you’re not hurt?”

She forced a smile. “Only my pride.”

After a long moment he let it go and gave her a playful look. “I’m Noah,” he said, his voice a little deeper than it was moments ago.

“I...know. I heard all about you.”

He arched a brow. “Oh yeah. What have you heard?”

Before she could help herself, she said, “That you should come with a warning label.” God what did she say that for? Clearly his closeness was messing with her mind.