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Book Blast: The Memory Catcher

 Denise is a Southern girl. She has lived in Louisiana all her life, and yes, she has a drawl. She has a wonderful husband and two incredible children, who not only endure her writing moods, but also encourage her to indulge her writing passion. Besides writing romantic suspense, she enjoys traveling, reading, and scrapbooking.
Accounting is a skill she learned to earn a little money to support her writing habit. She wrote he first story when she was a teen, seventeen handwritten pages on school-ruled paper and an obvious rip-off of the last romance novel she read. She’s been writing off and on ever since, and with more than a few full-length manuscripts already completed, she has no desire to slow down.

 

When someone touches Naomi Fuller, she catches visions of
dark memories that fill the other person’s soul with regret, fear, or shame. Living
with other people’s guilt leaves little room in her psyche for her own history.
She recalls seemingly unconnected events, but did those horrible incidents
happen yesterday, last week, or six years ago?
Naomi believes someone is messing with her mind, so she
turns to Sidney Ashe for help untangling her distorted timeline, but the more
she leans on him, the more she questions his motives. Can she distance herself from
Ashe when her heart is hopelessly falling for him?

As Naomi struggles to understand how her emerging memories
mesh with the guilty memories of everyone around her and things become clearer,
she fears there is a killer in Clallam County who would do anything to stop her
from remembering.

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The man cleared his throat, and Naomi returned her attention to him. A smile almost erupted on her face, but she bit her lip to stop it from happening. No use. She couldn’t stop the grin. “Thanks for helping me with the table.”
“No problem.” His eyes sparkled with pleasure.
“So…thanks for stopping by, but is there some reason you’re here?” She’d never been able to ask that question without sounding rude. Maybe he was just being neighborly or friendly. Maybe this was only a social call. People did that, didn’t they?
“I heard you had moved here again.” His statement seemed more like a question. Curiosity flickered in his eyes.
Hadn’t they had this conversation already when he supposedly came to check on her? Strong emotion flashed across his handsome face. “I’m glad you’re back. I’ve missed you.”
Yes, the conversation they’d had the night before was repeating.
Something about the man tugged on all her senses. The urge to run her fingers through his hair, to lean against his chest and take a deep whiff of him, to find out what his lips tasted like slammed into her consciousness. She’d never had such an intense reaction to a stranger. Could the man be someone from her past whom she simply didn’t remember? If he were someone she used to know, she wouldn’t mind knowing him again. He certainly seemed to know her.
“Things haven’t been the same since you left. At least I haven’t been the same.” His baritone voice lowered at least an octave as he stepped closer to her.
The deep huskiness of his tone sent a surge of excitement through her body. Wavy brown hair curled just at his ear. Stubble darkened his strong jawline. Intelligence flashed in his hazel eyes as their gazes met.
Her ancient refrigerator belched, interrupting her bold scrutiny of him. Well, bold for her. She tried never to meet anyone’s gaze. Direct eye contact invited interaction, but she couldn’t help staring into his eyes.

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