Hope Harbor

Hope Harbor Ann B Harrison BookBaybZ

Today the BookBaybZ chat with #1 best selling author Ann B Harrison

After moving to the lush green wine region of Australia’s Hunter Valley, Ann has the perfect surrounding to let her imagination to run wild. She alternates her time between writing western romances, women’s fiction romantic and playing in her garden. Two kinds of hero make Ann to a mass of nerves. The hot cowboy with a slow sexy drawl (she used to live out in the desert and enjoyed every minute) and a man in a kilt (Imagine Jamie Fraser) She can’t wait to visit Scotland where she can get her fill of the tartan clad hotties for, um research purposes, of course.
In the meantime, her dear husband puts up with her talking to her characters and getting lost in worlds only she can imagine as she battles to bring stories to the page for everyone to enjoy.

Q.  What literary pilgrimages have you gone on? I’m actually about to go on my first one.

I’m actually about to go on my first one. Discovering Texas for a new series and so excited!

Q.  What authors did you dislike at first, but grew into?

I find it hard to go back to someone I didn’t like. My reading time is pretty short so I tend to stick with who I love.

Q.  On your writing journey, what has been the lowest and the most painful moment and vice versa?

When I made the decision that the Big 5 wasn’t for me. It was a hard decision but one I’m glad I made. I love writing for Tule Publishing and being in charge of my own self-publishing.

Hold me Now – Book 2 – A Hope Harbor Romance

Out soon.

Hope Harbor Ann B Harrison BookBaybZ

Excerpt from Hope Harbor – Hold Me Now.

“What am I going to do with her, Bear?” Arlo sat on the couch and reached for his best friend. Bear leaned into his leg. “She’s all gung ho and keen to get her hands on our oysters. And look where that got her. In the mud with you all over her. I don’t want to get involved just because I’m sorry for what happened to her.”

The door opened and small a voice called out. “Arlo. Um, I need help.”

“Stay.” He stood up and took a step toward the bathroom but kept his back toward the door. “What can I do?”

“I can’t undo my top. My fingers won’t grip the zipper.”

Flaming heck. He could do this. He knew he could. Just go in there, undo it and get out. She’d be fine once she got into the shower. “Okay. Can I come in now?”

“Yes.” The door opened further and she turned her mud covered back to him. Arlo took a deep breath and reached to do as she asked. He held the garment off of her skin, wary of the horrible bruise on her spine and the grazes that decorated her body.

He undid the zip, helped peel the top from her shoulders and let it drop down her arms. As he spun around to make his escape, her voice stopped him. “I don’t think I’m going to be able to undo my bra either. While you’re here, I wonder, would you…” His cheeks were flaming and he daren’t look her in the face.

Arlo swallowed. He was already too close to her, too confused by the feelings he had when he touched her. He knew he was playing with fire but she gave him no choice. He turned back to her and lifted his hand to do as she asked, horrified at the bruises and cuts he hadn’t seen before on her slender back. “Your back is worse than I thought!” A deep gouge on her shoulder blade would sting when she got under the water but it had to be clean.

“It hurts like hell. I’m guessing it doesn’t look that pretty now you can see all of it?”

“No. I’m really sorry. This is all my fault. You’re going to be pretty damn sore tomorrow.” He reached for her bra strap and lifted it off her skin to undo the hooks. His breath caught at the same time as she tried and failed to hold back a moan of pain. “Sorry.” Arlo undid the hooks and dropped his hands. He averted his eyes as she clutched a towel to her chest. “You going to be okay now?”

Her voice was shaky. “Yeah, I think so.”

 

Purchase your copy of Hold Me Now and contact Ann B Harrison HERE

Thanks for chatting with us Ann.

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