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Author Bio:
Kathy loves reading and writing even more. She homeschools her
three kids, so in between unsuccessfully explaining the difference between
subject and predicate or how to divide fractions, she enters an imaginary world
of troubled and passionate characters whose stories take over the page. Kathy
lives in Kwazulu Natal, South Africa, where the summers are hot, the winters
cool, and bugs thrive. Her first published novel, Wedding Gown Girl, came out
in 2012 with Astraea Press. She belongs to the Romance Writers of South Africa
Group (ROSA) which has been her greatest support and inspiration the last few
years.
Shark
Boss
Book
blurb:
When Tara takes up a
job at the local aquarium, her colleagues warn her about their harsh boss, Mr.
Carter Jones. She soon discovers how impatient he can be, but she also can’t
deny her fascination and attraction to him. Carter can’t stop watching Tara as
she works but holds back from her because of his secrets. If she knew what he
was, she would never want him. Could the reason for Carter’s moods be related
to something more troubling than what’s on the surface? Tara soon discovers
Carter’s secret, and it only bonds them closer. But the curse starts to take
over Carter’s life, and he won’t give his heart to a beautiful woman when he
can only cause her pain.
SNIPPET:
A granola bar gulped down while half-running, half-walking gave her
instant heartburn. The ache in her throat intensified when the first person she
encountered as she stepped into the tank area was Carter. He wore a black suit
again with a red tie, perfectly pressed and contrasting against his mahogany
brown hair tinged with a few gray streaks by the ears. He scowled at her and
looked at his watch. Her breath disappeared. Why did he have to be so handsome?
No way would she be duped by an attractive older guy again, like before, and
get thoroughly burned.
“Two minutes late.”
“I’m sorry. I’ll make up for it by working a bit extra.”
A sheen of perspiration beaded his upper lip, and she could swear his
hair looked a bit wet that morning. Had he also rushed out the shower? So why
couldn’t he understand her being a few minutes late?
“You’re not to work overtime. Ever.” He narrowed his eyes at her. “You
understand that?”
“Oh. Why ever not?” Grrh? Why do I
always speak my mind without thinking?
“Because I lock up at five o’ clock on the dot every evening. Without
fail.”
“Sure. Whatever.” She rolled her eyes at him and huffed.
He moved his face right up to her, a sneer mixed with a smile making his
sexy mouth turn narrow. His hand brushed hers, whether on purpose she couldn’t
be sure. “Are you back-chatting me, Tara?”
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