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Breathless Leigh LaValle

(Yoga in the City, #1)
Publication date: May 27th 2017
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance


A sassy new romance from a USA Today Bestselling Author…
After moving cross-country yet again, Hannah Roberts wants to put down roots in Colorado. She’s sunk her life savings into a share of Bloom Yoga Studio, but the studio is losing money, and fast. The building is undergoing a messy, noisy renovation–and the hot carpenter in charge is distracting her yoga students in more ways than one. If Hannah can’t talk the hard-bodied builder out of his power tools, she might as well kiss her dreams goodbye.
When Jake Marshall returned from Afghanistan, he brought back an injured knee and a lot of bad memories. He just wants to finish this renovation, rehab his knee, and head for Alaska to leave it all behind. A sexy yoga teacher doesn’t fit into his plans. But when Hannah offers him private sessions in exchange for quiet hours—he’s all in. He doesn’t expect that while she’s healing his knee, Hannah will poke at all his hidden wounds…and come dangerously close to breaking open his heart.

We sat in companionable silence, sharing our dinners and enjoying the mellow live music coming from the front of the cafĂ©.
It was a strangely relaxed and domestic moment.
I should have felt freaked out, but I didn’t.
Once we had eaten everything on the table but the condiments, I took her hand in mine.
She kept her attention focused on the musicians but didn’t draw away. And that electricity built between us again, just from the friction of energy between our palms. Mine was rough and calloused, and hers was soft. So soft.
I would discover her softest places. Taste them. Map them on her body.
Blood pumped through my ears. The need roared up inside me.
I was a hungry lion.
Something starving and raw raged through me.
And Hannah was the cure.
I brushed a curl of hair behind her shoulder. “Am I allowed to say something nice?”
She turned toward me, her lips tilted up at the corners. “Of course.”
“I think you’re interesting.”
“Interesting?” Her brows winged up and her eyes sparkled. “Well, I can’t say I was expecting that.”
“What were you expecting?”
“Oh.” She shrugged playfully instead of answering.
“No, really?” I pressed.
“I don’t know, something about my ass, I guess.”
I grinned. “Guys compliment your ass a lot?”
She shook her head with a laugh. “I can’t believe we’re having this conversation.”
“I can’t blame them. You do have a very fine ass.”
“I just mean that’s the kind of stuff guys say. That girls are hot or they have a good rack or whatever.”
“Who even says rack anymore?”
“I don’t know.” Heat spread across her face, and she pressed her hands over her cheeks, as if to hide them.
Gently, I lowered her hands from her face, one by one. Then I cupped her chin and rubbed my thumb over her warm cheek. “You think about that date?”
“Um, yes.” She bit her lip.
“Still need persuading? Because I’m happy to persuade you.”
I slipped my other hand onto her thigh, my gaze holding hers captive. She inhaled sharply.
“Persuading is not necessary.” Her voice was thin and thready.
I ran my thumb over her jaw. Then I leaned in and kissed her on the lips. With my thumb, I pulled her jaw open and swept my tongue into her mouth. She tasted tangy and sweet and delicious. Her hands found my shoulders, and she kissed me back, her tongue darting
around mine in an ancient game.
I inhaled, gathered my strength, and pulled back. Ending the kiss.
I could press for more. But right then, I just wanted to leave her panting.
Breathless.
Wanting me.
“As you wish.” I ran my hand down her arm, then let her go. Her eyes were glazed over, her lips pink. I slipped out of the booth before I kissed her again and threw some cash on the table for a tip. “I’m not going to ask you out again.”
She looked up, and something dimmed in her eyes. Disappointment, maybe. “No?”
“No.” I dropped my voice, locked my gaze on hers. “You are going to come to me. When you are hot and wanting, you will come. And I’m going to make you beg.”
It took all my strength to walk away, but I did.


Author Bio:

Leigh LaValle is a USA Today bestselling author of contemporary and historical romance. She lives in Montana with her family. When she is not chasing kids, bemoaning the laundry, or carving out time to do yoga, she is sneaking away to write. She would rather read than sleep, and cannot imagine a better job than writing romance. She is also a certified yoga teacher, but is not nearly as flexible as she once was.

Awards and Nominations

RT Book Reviews 4 stars…..TOP PICK Night Owl Reviews….Nominated BEST HISTORICAL The Romance Reviews….Nominated for Romance Writers of America Golden Heart Award…Nominated Best Historical Romancing Rakes


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