**Company Ink by Kat Colburn**
Hello Again! So awesome to be able to share another great book with you all! I am astounded at how many stories and authors there are out there that I never would stumble across if I didn’t have a blog. So I love being able to share those authors with you all, knowing it helps get their name out there and also – hopefully – helps you find more authors you love! That said, please allow me to feature on the blog, Kat Colburn and her book COMPANY INK …
**Kat Colburn**
**BIO**
Kat Colburn has always made up stories, but she just recently started writing them down. She believes in the magic of a good book and the power of the right story to find you when you need it most.
When she’s not creating stories with strong kick-ass heroines she spends her time wrangling fuzzy rescue creatures to take their medicine, reading, and discovering new trails to hike.
To find out more about Ms. Colburn, please visit:
**COMPANY INK**
**BLURB**
Dani Wallace reads to escape. She reads to escape from a job she hates and a life that no longer feels like her own. With her sharp wit, foul-mouth, and honest opinions, she doesn’t fit in at SOAR Technologies.
Dan Kelly reads to distract himself. The new smoking hot vice president at SOAR is tired of the paperwork and bored with the countless women he takes to bed. But mostly he reads to distract himself from his secret.
When they’re forced to work together, both of their lives will change. They’ll clash. Sparks will fly. And their lives will begin to feel like a romantic comedy.
He stands too close… she forgets how to type.
She challenges him… he imagines the things that smart mouth could do to him.
They become friends… and yet they both want him to bend her over a desk.
Their lives may feel like a romance novel but when company policies come into play and secrets are revealed, can their friendship survive? And more importantly, can there be a happy ending for the girl who no longer believes in them?
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**EXCERPT**
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“Cross my heart.” I
close the distance between us and place my unused chips in his hand. “Now that
we’re friends again,” he says softly, “I have wanted to tell you all night that
I love this dress on you.”
It is a simple thing
to say. It’s given a little more impact by the deep tenor of his voice and the
fact that it is coming from a man who could read a menu and make it sound like
the Magna Carta with the intensity of his presence. And it’s taken to a whole
new level when two fingers gently lift my chin. His touch brief but steeped in
meaning.
These are the moments
when I think we could be more than friends, and I think he feels the same. This
feels so real, it can’t be him being a playboy.
“I should go,” he says.
“Ok, goodnight,” I say, but neither of us moves to open the door. As
soon as I close my bedroom door this moment will be gone, like all the other
times it has disappeared. I can’t quite pull the door closed yet.
Tonight, in one final act of bravery before I put the delusion of Dan
and I to rest, I put myself out there, one final time.
“Can you unzip me?” I ask, and I try to pack enough breathiness into
the question to make my intentions known. I turn to reveal my bare back and
where my zipper starts low on the small of my back.
I feel him hesitate. He doesn’t answer, he doesn’t make a sound, and
maybe this was a huge mistake. And then I feel his rough hands on the small of
my back as he tries to find the hidden zipper. And is it my imagination or are
his hands shaking? The zipper catches a bit as it makes its slow torturous way
down, past the freckle near my spine, lower toward where my hips begin to
spread, where if he keeps going he will reveal the black lace thong I wore
tonight. That is if he steps up to the challenge and keeps going.
I am painfully aware of every second, every pulse, before the moment
of truth. The zipper catches again right at the base of my spine, as if fate is
saying this is a mistake, we shouldn’t keep going. Maybe I should listen to
fate, but my heart beating out a steady tattoo against my ribcage says
otherwise. Dan doesn’t listen to fate either his fingers keep going, one hand
tugging on the zipper the other tracing the line of my spine until there is no
more spine, no more zipper and I can tell by the catch of his breath that my
choice of undergarments has been revealed.
The air is so still that I’m not sure if either of us is breathing. He
hasn’t made a sound this entire time and I can’t see his face to know what he
is thinking. There is still time, I could still pull this back and pretend it
was just a favor from a friend. His fingers move again, no longer on the
zipper, his index finger slips underneath the edge of the lace and against my
skin.
He tugs. The lace gives and snaps back into place. It gives me enough
courage to look over my shoulder and meet his eyes.
This book caught me solely from the blurb. They both read
to escape … something each and everyone one of us can relate to. I didn’t used
to read to escape a job I hated, but I have had a job I hated before. And I
definitely still read to escape although it isn’t one thing in particular, it
is just a way to unwind and forget about things for a while. My point is that I
felt drawn to this book because of that connection. And after reading the excerpt,
I definitely would like to find out more. How about you guys? Can you relate on
some level? And what did you think about the excerpt? Have you read anything by
Ms. Colburn before? I’d love to know your thoughts. Your feedback is always wanted.
I hope you all enjoyed your time here
today. A thanks to Xpresso Book Tours for putting all of the info together. And
a special thank you to Ms. Colburn for allowing us to feature her book today!
As always, buy links are included in the post. If you are
so inclined, purchase the book for yourself. There is no better way to support
an author. I would like to thank each and every one of you for joining us
today. Wishing you all a fabulous day. Until next time …
HAPPY READING!!!
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