USA Today bestselling author Kimberly Kincaid
returns with a new romantic suspense, IN TOO DEEP. Edgy, suspenseful and hot - in more ways than
one - IN TOO DEEP features a friendship turned romance and edge-of-your-seat
action!
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About In Too Deep:
Title: In Too Deep
Author: Kimberly Kincaid
Genre: Romantic
Suspense
Release Date: October 17, 2017
Publisher: Kimberly Kincaid
Romance
Series: Station Seventeen
Format: Print &
Digital
Synopsis:
As Station Seventeen’s rookie, Luke Slater knows his fire and
EMS training will be both rigorous and risky, but he never imagined having to
partner up with the one woman he wants to keep at arm’s length most of all.
Quinn Copeland is as wide-open as Luke is reserved. He has no interest in
letting the sweet and sexy paramedic rock his hard-earned control. But the need
for composure becomes the need to survive when they find themselves in the
crosshairs of a brutal gang leader on their first shift together.
Paramedic Quinn Copeland’s station mates aren’t just her
friends. They’re her family. She’d do anything to keep them safe—including
reluctantly trusting her impossible-to-read, impossibly gorgeous new partner
with the one thing she holds close. As the passion between Luke and Quinn goes
from a slow burn to a sizzle, their steps grow more and more dangerous, both in
the fire house and out. Can they outwit a cold-blooded killer and face the
fears that could cost them everything? Or are they in too deep?
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Excerpt (for those posting Promotional Spotlights):
An excerpt from IN TOO DEEP
Copyright © Kimberly Kincaid 2017
Quinn
sat in the passenger seat of Luke’s sleek, dark gray sports car, finally able
to breathe for the first time in hours. The unease that had clutched at her
chest, tightening like a vise with each faked smile and passing minute she’d
sat in the Crooked Angel, was finally loosening, allowing her the luxury of a
steady inhale/exhale without having to hide the truth from the people who were
closest to her. She was in Luke’s car, sitting right beside him. His body was
right there. Warm. Safe. Close enough for her to reach out and run her hand
over his bare forearm, his fingers that were callused in some places, soft in
others.
There. Easy. Breathe…
Luke pulled into the parking lot beside her apartment building,
quieting the engine without pulling the keys from the ignition. His gaze moved
covertly over their surroundings, mirroring the one Quinn had just sent over
the adjacent parking spaces, the brightly illuminated walkway connecting the
parking lot with the apartment building, the potential spots where someone
might lurk or hide.
“Looks clear.” It was the first thing he’d said since he’d quietly
told Isabella and Hollister he was going to take her home, then paid Kennedy
for the beers they didn’t drink.
Quinn nodded in agreement. “Mmm hmm.”
Heeding the detectives’ advice not to dawdle, they both got out of
the car, Luke locking the doors with a click-CLICK of a button on his
key fob before walking her over the paved path leading to the front door of her
building. The tension that had made a playground out of her shoulders faded
with each step, and she and Luke made their way over the threshold, into the
elevator, and down the tastefully carpeted hallway until finally, they were in
her apartment.
“Thank you for bringing me home.” Heat climbed Quinn’s cheeks as she
grew aware of how very alone they were, standing there in her dusky foyer with
nothing but the soft light filtering in from the one bulb she always left lit
over the kitchen sink. But Luke was the only person she didn’t have to hide
anything from. The only person who could get her to breathe. The only person
she could be truthful with.
And the truth was, she wanted him.
It seemed completely contradictory that her body should respond in
such a primal, greedy way when her brain was a jumbled mess. That was just the
thing, though. Her thoughts were a mess around her friends. They were a mess
when she tried to work, and they were definitely a mess whenever she remembered
the kidnapping. The only time her mind wasn’t on overdrive was when she
thought of Luke, with his hand on her rib cage and his breath in her ear, as
steady as a heartbeat.
God, she wanted his touch so badly, she ached.
“Do you want to talk about what’s going on with you?” he asked, his
eyes steady on hers even through the shadows of her foyer.
“Honestly?” She stepped toward him and shook her head. “No.”
“Quinn—”
“Please, just stop. I don’t want to talk about the other day. I
don’t even want to think about it.”
Luke opened his mouth, likely to argue, but she cut him off before
he could say so much as a syllable. “Look, I’m not stupid, okay? I know I can’t
ignore things entirely. I’m not foolish or flighty enough to think I can
magically make the truth into something it’s not. But you asked me what I need,
and right now I need to not remember what happened, just for a little
while.”
A pause opened between them. Quinn’s heart raced so rapidly she was
certain he had to be able to register the constant thump-thump-thump
from where he stood.
Finally, he said, “What else do you need?”
For a question that had the potential to be so complicated, her
answer was shockingly simple, and even though she knew it made her vulnerable,
she didn’t hesitate.
“Just for tonight, I need to feel something other than scared. I
need to remember what it’s like to feel good.” She moved closer, until she
could feel his exhale coast over her cheek. Yes. This. I need this. “So
please, can you stay for a while and make me feel right again?”
About Kimberly Kincaid
Kimberly Kincaid writes contemporary romance that splits the
difference between sexy and sweet and hot and edgy romantic suspense. When
she’s not sitting cross-legged in an ancient desk chair known as “The Pleather
Bomber”, she can be found practicing obscene amounts of yoga, whipping up
anything from enchiladas to éclairs in her kitchen, or curled up with her nose
in a book. Kimberly is a USA Today best-selling author and a 2016 and 2015 RWA
RITA® finalist and 2014 Bookseller’s Best nominee who lives (and writes!) by
the mantra that food is love. Kimberly resides in Virginia with her wildly
patient husband and their three daughters.
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