SYNOPSIS
Paisley
Bronson is a 27 year old successful advertising
professional, but the most
exciting part of her life happens outside of work. Claiming
the life of a Tag
Chaser toward the end of her college career has taught her
one thing: Never get
too close. She has enjoyed her dating lifestyle, but when
her best friend makes
a bet that she won’t ever be able to date a normal guy, her
competitive nature
takes control and she vows to change the
game.
practically perfect Corbin Ray, she begins to think keeping
her word might be
easier than she thought. But when an accidental discovery
reveals that Corbin
is in the Army, she knows she must run the other way and
never look back.
Although it kills her, she aims to move on and look for a
new prospect.
There’s just one small
problem.
Paisley’s been assigned a new client at work, and
his name is Corbin
Ray.
Will Paisley and
Corbin give in to the chemistry between them, or will their
past and present
complications keep them apart?
Fall in love with
this fun and irresistibly naughty game of cat and mouse.
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WHAT PEOPLE ARE SAYING
“Tag
Chaser is a heart-pounding and utterly captivating story of
finding true love
and fighting for it. One of my absolute favorite books.”
– Kellee Fabre, beta
reader
“A
fresh, laugh-out-loud storyline. I didn’t want it to end.”
– Tisha Carter, beta
reader
“Have
you ever read a book that made you forget to eat or use
the bathroom? Well, Tag Chaser is one of
those books.” – MaRanda McCandless,
Randa’s Reviews
“Tag Chaser is
full of undeniable chemistry. Definitely a page-turner.”
– Sasha Whittington,
beta reader
“I’m a dude, and
even I liked it. Tag Chaser is unexpectedly funny and
romantic.” – Sean
Brown, beta reader
“Fun,
funny, and
hot.” – Betsy Kash, editor
“I guess you’re right –
Paisley, was
it?”
God, he even makes my
name
sound like a sex object.
“Mmm hmm, and that’s
something
else you owe me. Shouldn’t I know the name of the brave
knight in shining armor
who saved me
tonight?”
At this, his grin turns
to a
full blown smile and I fumble with my drink a bit. Holy
shit, he has the most
gorgeous smile I’ve ever seen. His teeth are blazing white
like his shirt
against his skin and his dimple deepens, “I think I’m more
of a dark knight
than a knight in shining
armor.”
Holy.
Fuck.
He smirks at what I can
only
imagine is my jaw flopping to the floor again. “Corbin,” he
finally says,
extending his hand for mine. “Corbin
Ray.”
When he says his last
name I
notice the touch of twang in his voice. He’s Southern, too?
Dear God, help me.
He takes my hand in his and squeezes lightly, sending a
quick thrill through
me. I focus on keeping the drool inside my mouth and squeeze
in return. “Nice
to meet you,
Corbin.”
“Likewise, doll.” His
eyes glow
fierce again and the music in Diggs is lost to me. All I can
hear is the
thumping in my chest increasing. I’m suddenly extremely
warm, though I’m not
sure if it’s him or the alcohol.
EXCERPT 2
take another, longer sip from my glass. I look up at him, my
guiltiness written
all over my face, I’m sure. He laughs a little and shakes
his head, “Relax, you
don’t need to explain anything to me if you really don’t
want to. I’m curious,
but I’m just glad you met me for dinner
tonight.”
“I am, too.”
I blurt out. Shit, Paisley, you’re
supposed to not be interested.
“It was
delicious.”
Corbin’s
eyes are searching mine and I feel him leaning in closer to
me. Shit, shit,
shit. “But, uh, I have yoga really early tomorrow. So I
should probably get
going,” I fumble, setting my glass of wine down on the
coffee table. I go to
stand but Corbin’s hand reaches out for mine, stopping me in
my tracks.
“Wait, what
about dessert?”
I turn to
face him again and melt to the floor when I see the look in
his eyes. They’re
dark, daring. He’s daring me to stay. Daring me to take a
chance.
He
slides his
other hand around my waist, leaning closer with every word,
“You’ve got three
options.” I know I should leave, should stand up right now
and walk toward the
door, but I’m frozen in place and captured by his eyes. “ I
could whip up some
delicious chocolate fondue with fresh cut strawberries,” he
breathes, tickling
my back a little with his fingertips. My breath is hitched
in my throat and I
can hear my heart beating in my ears, the rate rapidly
increasing with every
syllable that escapes his mouth. “We could make a trip to
the store and pick up
the perfect ingredients for you to show off your baking
skills,” he pulls me a
little closer and I have to turn away, the intensity in his
eyes too much for
me to handle. My legs start shaking a little and I try to
steady them and focus
on breathing. His body is so close to mine now, I can feel
his chest against
mine. “Or,” he pulls his hand from mine and touches the side
of my face,
running his fingers up through my hair, and begins planting
soft kisses on my
neck. “We could stay right here, and I could make you
dessert, instead.”
Holy.
Fuck.
“You
look like an angel,” he says, grabbing my hand and pulling
me back down with
him instead of standing up. He pulls me on top of him and presses
his forehead
to mine, staring deep into my eyes. Slowly, he runs his
hands through my hair
and pulls me closer, inch by inch, until our lips are
touching again. I swear
his kisses could kill me, could take all of my life and I
would still want
them.
“I’m
no angel, just like you’re no knight in shining armor,” I
say, thinking back to
Thursday night when we first
met.
“Hmm,
that may be. But I still think we could make a pretty good
story together,” he
smiles, kissing down my neck to my
collarbone.
“Oh,
you think so?” I laugh, letting his kisses blaze a fire down
my body.
“It’s
worth a shot, right? Who knows, it could be a fairy tale,”
he says as he stands
up, pulling me with him.
“Or a train wreck.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Kandi
Steiner
is a Creative Writing and Advertising/Public Relations
graduate from the
University of Central Florida living in Tampa with her
husband. Kandi works
full time as a social media specialist, but also works part
time as a Zumba
fitness instructor and blackjack dealer.
Kandi
started writing back in the 4th grade
after reading the first Harry
Potter installment. In 6th grade, she
wrote and edited her own
newspaper and distributed to her classmates. Eventually, the
principal caught
on and the newspaper was quickly halted, though Kandi tried
fighting for her
“freedom of press.” She took particular interest in writing
romance after
college, as she has always been a die hard hopeless romantic
(like most girls brought
up on Disney
movies).
When
Kandi
isn’t working or writing, you can find her reading books of
all kinds, talking
with her extremely vocal cat, and spending time with her
friends and family.
She enjoys beach days, movie marathons, live music, craft
beer and sweet wine –
not necessarily in that order.
KandiSteiner.com
Q&A with
Kandi
Who
inspired you to start
writing?
My mom, definitely. She's actually very into reading
like I am and is a great writer herself. I hope to one day convince her to
write a novel, too. She inspired me when I was very young and encouraged me
to pursue my love of writing, no matter what. Everything I've
written from awful love poems in high school (yuck!) to decent pieces in
college, she has always been there for
me.
Why
romance?
Great
question! I have no
idea. I always pictured myself writing non-fiction or
nothing at all, but one
of my final capstone courses in college was an advanced
fiction course that
really turned me on to the possibilities of creating a
story. Why romance
specifically? Well, we could blame it on my husband for
showing me love so
early in life, but it's probably more Disney's fault than
anyone else's. I'm a
girl, I love to love, what could be better than romance
writing?
How do you write your
novels?
Sporadically and without
any structure at all. Sometimes I'll be driving and I'll
whip out my phone and record
something to write down later. Sometimes I'll write a scene
and sometimes I'll
just write about my character to get to know them better.
Eventually, I sit
down and map everything out so that I don't forget anything
(blonde moments are
a habit for me) and then I slowly start piecing it all
together. It makes sense
to me, but if I told any of my professors this they might
kill me lol.
When did you know you
wanted to write a novel?
Honestly, it hit me out of
the blue. I got the idea for Tag Chaser when I was in the
shower and I just
couldn't shake it. I was dreaming about the characters,
writing random scenes
in my head, and just thinking about them constantly. I
decided it was a sign to
stop being so scared of failure and just write it. The way I
see it, the worst
thing that could happen is no one likes it - and in that
case it will still be
loved by me and that's what
matters.
Why should readers pick up
Tag Chaser?
Tag Chaser is a unique
story that I think hasn’t been told yet. Often times we fall
in love with
characters who are so perfect, either individually or for
each other. Tag
Chaser is about exploring our imperfections and learning not
to fight that
chemistry that sometimes we just feel, whether it’s easy or
not. I think anyone
who reads Tag Chaser will laugh and love, and those are both
two very beautiful
things.
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