It's our pleasure to welcome Sandra Crowley to our blog with an excerpt from her debut novel Caught By A Clown. If you like this post, please leave a comment when you finish reading.
Hi all, I’m a Texan vacationing in Colorado’s mountains for, well, a few years now. LOL I’m really happy to be invited to As You Were Saying because so many of my friends and relatives are in the Fort Worth area. I hope you enjoy the following blurb and excerpt from my debut novel.
CAUGHT BY A CLOWN, a spicy romantic suspense, will warm you and thrill you from its opening at a nudist resort in Arizona, to its race to a Texas horse track, and its tumble into the Florida clown school.
Tagline: A spontaneous freelance journalist on a mission of mercy finds herself entangled with a methodical undercover FBI agent out to settle a score.
Blurb: Stacie Monroe's spontaneity lands her in hot water again when her best friend's little brother disappears and Stacie trails him to a nudist resort. To get inside the exclusive oasis and convince him to return home, she must blend in, a move tailor made to shock her oh-so-proper family and renew efforts to bring her in line.
That's exactly what Special Agent David Graham intends to do when she interferes in his case. Yet, the soft-hearted temptress challenges his resolve, revealing the path to a love he thought impossible. Will that love survive when he betrays her in order to unravel the final twist in his case and convict a vicious killer?
Stacie tapped one sandal-clad foot on the floor while Agent I'd-Rather-Scare-You-Than-Confide-In-You ignored her. She glanced toward the bathroom, crossed her legs, and wished she hadn't finished that last glass of wine.
"Aren't you going to search that closet or open those two bottom drawers in the dresser?" she asked when he tucked his camera inside his pack.
A nasty suspicion raised its head. "Why not?"
"Don't have a search warrant. That limits me to a visual inspection of what's in plain sight."
"I won't tell," she pushed, despite being certain of his response.
"There are laws."
She groaned over the close match to a pronouncement she'd heard her whole life. There are rules.
Boring. Snoring. Gone. Think of something else.
Like how Agent By-The-Book caused this mess. If he'd mentioned being from the FBI when they met in the office none of this would have happened. He ignored her interest in Alan Walsh and her intelligence in favor of treating her as if she were a child in need of a lesson.
Nature threatened to float her teeth, but Stacie refused to ask for relief. She fidgeted on the hard chair and crossed her legs the other way. The backs of her thighs pulled where her skin had stuck to the wooden seat. That twinge of pain reminded her she ought to be thrilled Graham claimed a badge and not a rap sheet. Instead, she rattled the handcuffs that shackled her to the chair and worried how far he meant to carry her arrest.
Buy Caught By A Clown here.
Don't forget to leave a comment! Thanks for reading with us.