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From Robin Covington:
I love movies. I love movie stars. I love romance novels.
In my latest release, PLAYING THE PART, I got to combine all three and set the book in L.A., a private estates in Hawaii, and in NYC. My story took place on movie sets, glamorous premieres, and the Oscars.
And I got to write about the action-movie star voted the Sexiest Man Alive for the past two years: Mick Blackwell. He’s a sexy, intriguing playboy who loves to break the rules. But he’s met his match in Piper James — a sassy romance novelist who decides that Mick is just what she needs to spice up her short visit to L.A.
I loved writing this book.
Early reviews for PtP have been amazing. NYT and USAToday Bestselling author Gina L. Maxwell said, "PLAYING THE PART blew me away with it's great characters, fast pace, and enough heat to warrant more than a few cold showers. Mick and Piper complement each other perfectly and make the reader root for them from Page 1. Robin's writing is tight and engaging and she nailed her characters. Definitely one of my favorite reads of 2013."
To celebrate the release, I’m giving away 11 packs full of awesome! The prize pack includes: A movie (either a Mick Blackwell action movie or a Piper James romance-my choice), popcorn, movie candy, and Robin Covington SWAG.
And . . . one lucky winner will get a prize pack and a $50 Amazon gift card!
I will pick the winners on Friday, June 20, 2013 at midnight EST.
So what do you have to do to win here? Just – use the rafflecopter widget below and you will be entered to win! You can enter at each stop to increase your chances.
Burn it up,
Robin
Sizzling Romance. Burning Up the Sheets . . . one page at a time.
The following is an excerpt from the book:
“I have a dilemma,” he said. His voice was deep andmeasured but edged with the rough finish that made him a dream to listen to in surround sound. Piper swore she saw a jolt of fire in the mossy green depths of his eyes as he moved even closer.
Whoa. Mick Blackwell was hitting on her. And her body was responding like an addict who’d suddenly stumbled upon a pile of their favorite dope. He might be off-limits, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t indulge a little.
“What is your dilemma?” She mirrored his movement, deliberately stepping closer to the high voltage area of his body. Damn, he was like a sexual magnet, the black hole of hotness dragging her down.
He nodded. “I don’t know whether to call security or to get your phone number.” His expression shifted slightly, the twist in his smile even sexier—if that were even possible.
Oh, sweet sugar.
Mick moved in a half step closer, and heat swept over her skin, settling in her most intimate places. He was man every woman wanted in spite of his playboy reputation. Or maybe because of it. She loved men who came with a warning label. And Mick Blackwell didn’t just have a label—he had a neon “Flammable. Do not touch” sign flashing over his head.
But she couldn’t let a guy like him think he had the upper hand. Where was the fun in that?
“Maybe I should call security on you.” Piper licked her lips, delighting in the way his pupils dilated as he watched the movement of her tongue.
He let out a laugh, flashing a bit of his perfect, white teeth. Apparently, Mr. Blackwell liked a challenge.
“My mama taught me not to talk to strangers or dangerous men,” she said. “I think I’m supposed to go to the nearest public area and find a member of law enforcement.”
“So I’m a stranger?” He raised a hand and traced a finger along his lower lip in what was clearly an open invitation.
God help her, she wanted to follow that path with her mouth. “Actually, I think you fall into the dangerouscategory.”
“You have no idea.”
Oh, yes she did.
