Today we have the fabulous Lee Christine joining us. Lee writes romantic suspense and her story ‘In Safe Arms’ was a finalist in this year’s Australian Romance Readers Association’s Favourite Romantic Suspense category.
She’s here to give us a little peek at her latest book – A Dangerous Arrangement.
Welcome Lee. J
Thank you so much Nicole for having me on your blog today!
Churches, ancient ruins, monuments, pasta, gelato, Campari, Venice, Vatican City, high fashion, opera, Pavarotti, architecture, the Amalfi Coast…
You guessed it.
One of my favourite countries in the world to visit and the setting for my latest romantic suspense, ‘A Dangerous Arrangement’.
Five years ago, a holiday in Italy inspired me to write a novel set in this unique and wonderful country. After travelling throughout Europe, my husband and I decided to ‘wind down’ towards the end of our trip. We boarded a magnificent cruise ship in Venice and for the next sixteen days visited Slovenia, Croatia, Montenegro and Sicily as well as circumnavigating Italy.
The security on the ship was amazing, and as I write romantic suspense, I began thinking how a villain might breach that security. All from the comfort of my sunbed, of course. Also on board was an accomplished, primarily Russian, string quartet and the seeds of a story began to form in my mind, a kind of ‘cat and mouse’ chase beginning in Venice and continuing along the Italian Riviera.
A crime, a naval architect, a musician and a super yacht, an American heroine, an Australian hero, a love story that takes place in a truly international setting.
When violinist Marina Wentworth arrives in Venice en route to a cruise ship for a short working holiday, the last thing she expects is to be confronted by a handsome stranger demanding answers. After going to great lengths to keep her real reasons for the trip a secret, Marina refuses to let her immediate attraction to Dean Logan derail her plans.
Here’s a snippet of A Dangerous Arrangement
Ten minutes later the tender was in the water, and Dean was adjusting the ties on her lifejacket. It reminded Marina of the day in Sicily, when she’d worn the bike helmet, though on this occasion his hands lingered a little longer as he adjusted the strap.
‘What became of the Harley?’ She raised her arm so he could adjust the side ties.
‘It’s on board, with some jet skis and other fun stuff. It’s a nice bike. I don’t feel like parting with it at the moment.’
Marina looked at the silver painted speed boat tied up to the back of the yacht. ‘You certainly love your big boys’ toys.’
He straightened and gave her a lopsided grin. ‘Some people might say I’m overcompensating for other deficiencies.’
She blushed, and it took every ounce of her self-control not to look at his crotch. ‘I didn’t say that.’
But she’d known where a comment like that would lead, and she’d gone ahead and said it anyway.
‘You’re welcome to find out for yourself.’
He laughed, and eventually she smiled and looked away. Her darn mouth was at the mercy of her subconscious.
Time to change the subject.
‘The tender’s different to the ones on the cruise ship.’
‘Comparing this to a ship’s tender is like comparing a racing car to a people mover.’ He pointed to the tender. ‘This baby is made of carbon fibre and fibreglass. It’s capable of 45 knots. It’s racing boat engineering.’
She laughed, revelling in their new camaraderie. ‘Well, excuse me for not being up on my tenders.’
His reassurance there was nothing between him and the heiress had already brought them closer. Even more so, their willingness to learn something from each other.
He smiled, looking so boyish in his tee-shirt and boardies it was hard to believe he owned a multi-million dollar company.
‘Okay, I think we’re good.’ He glanced over his shoulder. ‘Alain, we’re off.’
Alain emerged from somewhere behind them and began untying the bow line that attached them to the yacht.
Then Dean clambered on board with the same ease he’d displayed on the gondola. And just as he had in Venice, he reached out to her. This time, she took his hand without question, and as she stepped across the small gap, confident in her lifejacket, he wrapped a muscular arm around her waist and lifted her into the boat.
He held her a little longer, a little closer than necessary, his warm, hard body pressed against hers until Marina silently cursed the barrier of the lifejacket.
Then his arm loosened, and he pointed to a seat close to the front. ‘Take that one.’
As she sank into the soft, white leather, Alain tossed the rope to Dean and the tender began drifting away from the yacht.
Dean looked at her as the first mate disappeared inside. ‘Ready?’
She nodded, heart hammering with excitement as he turned the ignition switch and the luxurious boat roared to life.
He raised his voice above the roar of the three outboard motors, positioned the throttles and trimmed the tender. ‘I’ve designed this to deflect spray while we’re underway. You won’t even get wet, especially when it’s calm like today.’
‘Getting wet isn’t an issue. It’s sinking that worries me.’
He winked then covered his eyes with the trendy Ray Bans she recognised from Venice. ‘When you’re with me darlin’, that’s never gonna happen.’
If you would like to find out a little bit more about Lee here’s her website –
And if you love romantic suspense check out Lee’s ‘In Safe’ series.