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I went to modeling school as a teenager but now I only wear makeup at weddings and Romance writers conventions. I almost always wear a hat when I go outdoors. Not a cute, fashionable, girly hat, a baseball cap. I also hate shopping and my fashion sense is more about comfort and practicality than style.
Although I grew up in Lake Tahoe, I didn’t really ski until my youngest son joined the high school ski team last year. His dad is a coach and his older brother arranges his college schedule so he can assist as well. I realized that if I want to see my family in the winter, I have to hit the slopes with them.
My first ever job was as an extra in an Oscar nominated film. I was five. I don’t remember much, other than getting fitted for a costume, eating lunch cafeteria-style at the fairgrounds, and playing on a bus while waiting for filming. I also have never seen the movie, Bound For Glory.
I once performed with Andy Williams at Harrah’s Lake Tahoe. Several members of the background chorus were performing at their high school choir concert, and they just needed to fill spaces. It was a Christmas show, so I did know the words but I’m sure I didn’t contribute anything to the show with my nearly-silent singing.
I fought sexism on the Little League field by punching my best friend who wouldn’t let me on first base the first time I got a hit in practice. I don’t remember the coach’s reaction, but the boys stopped telling me I should be the team’s cheerleader after that.
He’s the Swift brother who got left behind, the son abandoned by his father. Now Kyle Swift is a man determined to destroy the whitewater rafting empire built by the half-brothers he never knew, the Swift sons who got the life—and the love—he was denied. Seducing Fisher Jones isn’t part of his revenge, but sharing a bed with the beautiful whitewater instructor is the one bright spot in his otherwise dark plan. That is, if he manages not to fall for the sad-eyed beauty . . .
Fearless when it comes to facing even the most daunting river rapids, Fisher never takes chances with her love life—until the night she gets swept away by a sexy stranger. But when her one-night stand unexpectedly shows up in her whitewater class, Fisher faces her greatest challenge yet: keeping her heart safe from a man determined to put an end to the family business—and the life—she holds dear. . .
Read an Excerpt:
When it was his turn, Kyle was determined to make a good impression. On his fellow students, but mostly on his instructor. He wouldn’t be too cautious or too cocky. He would show that he’d been paying attention, soaking in Fisher’s words of encouragement and instruction.
He gave the commands. “Forward paddle. Stop. Left back.”
His crew did exactly as he instructed. The raft was perfectly positioned. Except the current was faster than he anticipated. They were headed straight toward the rock in the middle of the rapid. He used his paddle to make a correction, but he dug in a little too deep and he managed to spin them three hundred sixty degrees around. They hit the rock dead on, and the front of the boat lifted in the air, almost vertical, and everyone went flying into the river.
Well, not everyone. Kyle felt himself being jerked backward and tossed to the floor of the boat like a fish. He scrambled to a sitting position and found Fisher was maneuvering the raft through the rapid.
“I’m sorry. I guess I screwed up.” Kyle couldn’t remember the last time he’d admitted to a mistake. He’d made plenty, but never admitted them. But for some reason, he knew Fisher already knew he was in over his head, and she’d call bullshit if he tried to deny it.
“Help pull the crew back in,” she commanded as they came alongside the swimmers. “We’ll talk about it when everyone can benefit.”
Leia was the closest and Kyle was able to get her aboard; then she helped pull Brett into the raft while Fisher grabbed Nolan.
“Well, that was interesting.” Nolan shook his head and ran his fingers through his wet hair.
“Kyle has just demonstrated the dump truck move.” Somehow, Fisher kept her cool. Made it almost seem normal. “And the important thing is that he was able to account for all the passengers.”
What a loser. Instead of impressing her, he nearly drowned his fellow students.
About the Author:
While she resigned from teaching with the arrival of her second son, she's remained an educator in some form. As a volunteer, parent club member or para educator, she finds the most satisfaction working with emergent and developing readers, helping foster confidence and a lifelong love of books. She proudly tells her students that she writes romance novels that they can read when they're older.
Kristina lives in Northern California with her husband of more than twenty years, two sons and a black lab. A veteran road tripper, amateur renovator and sports fanatic. She hopes to one day travel all 3,073 miles of Highway 50 from Sacramento, CA to Ocean City, MD, replace her carpet with hardwood floors, and throw out the first pitch for the San Francisco Giants.
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