Release Blitz for The Runaway by Jennifer Bernard
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Title: The Runaway
Author: Jennifer Bernard
Genre: Contemporary Romance
About The Runaway:
He knew she’d be nothing but trouble…
The moment she drifted into his marina, Mark Castellani knew Gracie was different. Resisting the blond pixie’s breezy approach to life is difficult, but Mark’s had years of practice living for simple pleasures that don’t extend beyond the next sunrise. Why long for anything lasting when he knows how quickly his whole world can be flipped upside down?
A bombshell long-lost memory finally explains why Gracie Rockwell never quite fit in with her boisterous family—she isn’t a Rockwell, after all. Desperate for answers, she leaves her beloved Rocky Peak Lodge in search of the little boy who saved her so long ago. Did he grow up to be the gorgeous-but-guarded Mark Castellani? What does he know about her true origins? If only she could pry some answers from her enigmatic new boss—and get rid of her massive crush.
But while she’s eager to uncover the past, he’d rather bury it forever. Mark was right—Gracie is the kind of trouble he never wanted. But she’s exactly the trouble he needs.
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“Is that why you came here? To see the Southern California lifestyle in person?”
“No. It’s just a side benefit.”
He waited for her to say more, but she fell into a thoughtful silence, gazing out at the ocean. Gracie wasn’t someone who needed talk to fill the quiet.
“Have you ever been to the mountains?” she asked abruptly.
“The mountains. Any mountains. Rockies? Sierras? Appalachians? Alps? Cascades?”
“You can stop naming mountain ranges, I get it. I’m an ocean guy,” he said lightly. “Snow is not my thing.”
“How do you know?”
“How do I know?” What exactly was she getting at?
“I mean, you must have seen snow to be so sure you don’t like it. Where did you see it?”
“I don’t need to see it. It’s cold, that’s all I need to know.”
“So you’ve never seen snow?”
He scrubbed a hand across the back of his neck. “Why are you so worried about whether or not I’ve seen snow?”
“I’m not. I just want to know if you’ve ever been to the mountains. You’re the one who mentioned snow.”
“Why is every conversation with you so confusing?”
“Why is every conversation with you so frustrating? You don’t like to talk about yourself, do you?”
“See, you already know so much about me,” he teased. “You know I don’t like snow and you know I don’t like to talk about myself. Don’t you think that’s enough for one night?”
One more time, she spun around and faced off with him, arms folded across her chest. “No, I don’t, because it’s a simple question and you still haven’t answered it. I’m going to stand right here until you answer.”
“You know I can very easily lift you away, right? I did it before. Twice. I carried you in my arms like a little baby.”
“Which means your muscles are probably too tired to do it again.” She planted her feet in the sand.
“You’re seriously underestimating my stamina.” He grinned at her, since this was clearly now a game—and he intended to win. “I can also just go around you. It’s a big beach.”
“And I’m super-fast. Just try it.”
He feinted to his left. She was fooled for a moment, but then dove to block his path again.
“Tricky.” She braced herself like a football player. “But I’m trickier. I have three older brothers. I know all the tricks.”
“Oh really? Fine, I give up. I’ll tell you what you want to know.” He pretended to surrender with a defeated shrug. “The truth is hard to admit, but—”
As soon her stance relaxed, he dashed around her. But she was still ready—damn, she really did know all the tricks—and she stuck out her foot just in time to send him flying to the sand with a grunt.
“Holy fuck,” he groaned as he spit sand out of his mouth. “I thought I had you beat.”
She dropped onto the sand next to him. “Are you okay? I’m so sorry, I didn’t expect…I mean, I thought I’d just make you change direction. I didn’t expect you to topple over like a tree.”
He shot her a wry glance as he sat up. “First you trip me, then you mock me? Nice. Hey, look at this.” A pile of slimy kelp had broken his fall. “Never been grateful to seaweed before.”
“I really am sorry. Does anything hurt?”
“I can help with that. The reason you toppled over is that you’re so tall and strong.” She fluttered her eyelashes at him.
He laughed. “Flattery? Nah, don’t bother. I got beat, fair and square.”
“Well, I told you I was super-fast, but you hadn’t seen me in action so it’s understandable that you might miscalculate. It’s a common mistake. People tend to underestimate me.” She looked so smug, sitting next to him in the sand, that he had to laugh.
“I’ll try not to make that mistake again.”
“So have I earned an answer yet?”
Wow. He had to hand it to her persistence. Yet another way he’d underestimated her.
“Okay. But only because I need a moment before I get up and keep walking. I have been to the mountains, but I had a bad experience there, so I’ve never gone back. I’ll probably never go back to those mountains, or any others.”
Her eyes widened, her lips parted, and he caught the sound of her breath hitching. “Really. What kind of bad experience? How…how old were you?”
“Young,” he said briefly. “And it’s not something I ever talk about.” At least not to anyone except his therapist.
“Because it was a long time ago and there’s no point.” He shifted his position so he could rise to his feet. Gracie took his arm to help him, surprising him again with the strength of her grip. He turned his head to tell her there was no need, that he could take it from there. Her face was closer than he’d realized, or maybe she’d moved forward, or he’d misjudged the space between them, but for a shadow of a second they were so close, he could feel her breath on his face. Light and sweet and warm.
What would her kiss be like? Unexpected, the way she was? Stronger than he expected? Light and breezy? Unpredictable?
About Jennifer Bernard:
Jennifer Bernard is a USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance. Her books have been called “an irresistible reading experience” full of “quick wit and sizzling love scenes.” A graduate of Harvard and former news promo producer, she left big city life in Los Angeles for true love in Alaska, where she now lives with her husband and stepdaughters. She still hasn’t adjusted to the cold, so most often she can be found cuddling with her laptop and a cup of tea. No stranger to book success, she also writes erotic novellas under a naughty secret name that she’s happy to share with the curious.
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