Hard Miles
Chisholm Falls
Book 1
Trish Arcangelo
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Date of Publication: 8/23/17
ISBN: 978-1-5092-1555-3
ISBN: 978-1-5092-1556-0
Number of pages: 180
Word Count: 45,550
Cover Artist: Diana Carlile
Tagline: It’s a rough ride from dark past to second chance
Book Description:
On the run from her psycho ex, Laurel Wheeler stops in Chisholm Falls, Texas for snacks at a gas station just before it’s held up by two desperate criminals. When one robber begins firing, a handsome stranger named Jase Miles saves her life. Hoping to make a little money and thank her rescuer at the same time, the broke Laurel agrees to a secret deal regarding Jase, who's the town pariah.
But what starts as deception quickly turns complicated. Laurel begins to fall for the brooding man who hides his pain behind a mask of indifference. And Jase begins to fall for the sweet woman who, unlike everyone else in town, doesn’t treat him like a monster. Then a careless mistake shatters the fragile trust and their growing bond… perhaps beyond saving.
Excerpt:
She walked
toward him then, with purpose. Once she was standing directly in front of him,
so close that he couldn’t pretend to ignore her, she’d said, “Just go with it.”
toward him then, with purpose. Once she was standing directly in front of him,
so close that he couldn’t pretend to ignore her, she’d said, “Just go with it.”
Laurel intended
to kiss him then. He knew it. She was going to kiss him in front of everyone, a
declaration. It would have been an act of kindness, her falling on the sword of
a debt she thought she owed. The thought made him sick. He didn’t want her
kisses of pity. He wanted her to kiss him because she was driven to, because
she was mad for him. And though he’d do it again, even now he kicked himself
for stopping that kiss. If pity was the price of admission to another taste of
those lips, maybe it would have been worth it.
to kiss him then. He knew it. She was going to kiss him in front of everyone, a
declaration. It would have been an act of kindness, her falling on the sword of
a debt she thought she owed. The thought made him sick. He didn’t want her
kisses of pity. He wanted her to kiss him because she was driven to, because
she was mad for him. And though he’d do it again, even now he kicked himself
for stopping that kiss. If pity was the price of admission to another taste of
those lips, maybe it would have been worth it.
But he stopped
her. He put a hand out to halt her and then led her toward the storeroom, his
hand on the small of her back like a brand. Warmth pooled in his dick from just
that small touch. As soon as the door to the storeroom snapped closed behind
them Jase whirled her around until her back flattened against the brick wall,
snarling. “What game are you playing?”
her. He put a hand out to halt her and then led her toward the storeroom, his
hand on the small of her back like a brand. Warmth pooled in his dick from just
that small touch. As soon as the door to the storeroom snapped closed behind
them Jase whirled her around until her back flattened against the brick wall,
snarling. “What game are you playing?”
Her eyes went
wide and the stunned look on her face almost had him apologizing, almost had
him begging to try the kiss again. “No games,” she whispered.
wide and the stunned look on her face almost had him apologizing, almost had
him begging to try the kiss again. “No games,” she whispered.
He slammed his
hands against the wall on either side of her head. “Defending me at every turn,
as if you’ve been made my personal savior. I don’t need any paybacks for the
gas station. We’ve been over this.”
hands against the wall on either side of her head. “Defending me at every turn,
as if you’ve been made my personal savior. I don’t need any paybacks for the
gas station. We’ve been over this.”
“I don’t know
what you’re talking about.”
what you’re talking about.”
“Oh? Then what
the hell was that little performance out there?”
the hell was that little performance out there?”
Laurel’s
expression turned angry. God, she was even hotter when fiery and indignant.
Jase was careful not to press too close so he could hide his raging erection.
expression turned angry. God, she was even hotter when fiery and indignant.
Jase was careful not to press too close so he could hide his raging erection.
She said, “Fine,
I was just trying to help, you ungrateful—”
I was just trying to help, you ungrateful—”
His stomach and
his erection fell. “You what?”
his erection fell. “You what?”
The answering
look on her face said she realized her mistake.
look on her face said she realized her mistake.
“So it was
pity?” He spat, shoving away from her.
pity?” He spat, shoving away from her.
“That’s not what
I meant, Jase.”
I meant, Jase.”
He pulled her to
him again, unable to decide what he wanted. “Isn’t it? Well, then, by all
means, baby, pity me.” And then he covered her lips with his.
him again, unable to decide what he wanted. “Isn’t it? Well, then, by all
means, baby, pity me.” And then he covered her lips with his.
About the Author:
Trish has been an avid fan of romance fiction since she "borrowed" a book from her mother's stash when she was just a teenanger (it was Hearts Aflame by Johanna Lindsey). She's been devouring all genres of romance ever since. She nursed a long time dream to write stories of her own and finally realized there was no time like the present. After completing and publishing her first book, a fantasy romance, in early 2015, she is now writing a contemporary romance series.
A native Texan, Trish lives just outside Austin with her incredibly supportive husband and their incredibly spoiled dog. Aside from romance fiction, her other loves include dogs, warm weather, wine, playing trivia, and spending too much time on social media.
Interview with Trish Arcangelo
Where do you get inspiration for your stories?
Everywhere really. Movies, songs, stories I’ve heard, experiences I’ve had. I get little lightbulb moments I jot down and if I’m lucky I manage to turn some of those into books. For example, my last book Breakout came to me after hearing the song Radioactive by Imagine Dragons.
How did you do research for your book?
God bless the internet!
Do you have another profession besides writing?
Yes, I have a full time career in the corporate world that I very much enjoy. But my writing allows me to express my creativity so it’s a great balance. I write in the evenings and on Sundays.
If you could go back in time, where would you go?
Wow, great question, how to choose? I think I would go with being in America during WWII. I’m captivated by that time period, by the spirit and sacrifice of our soldiers and the loved ones at home. Also, my parents were both alive then so it would be neat to see what they were like when they were kids.
What is your next project?
My current release, HARD MILES, is the first book in my new Chisholm Falls series. So I am currently finishing up book two in the series.
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