Feature Tour: Fire On Ice Series by Brenda Rothert @BrendaRothert @InkSlingerPR

Feature Tour: Fire On Ice Series by Brenda Rothert @BrendaRothert @InkSlingerPRBound by Brenda Rothert
Series: Fire On Ice #1
on December 8, 2013
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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College senior Kate Camden has learned to adapt - to her last year of school, to the promise of motherhood, to the fact that she’s doing it all alone. But just when she’s learned to adjust, heartache threatens to break her apart.

Pro hockey player Jason “Ryke” Ryker has it all: adoring fans, a promising career, and a beautiful wife. But when his seemingly perfect life is shaken by tragedy, he’s left questioning whether having it all is ever more than an illusion.

When circumstance brings Kate and Ryke together, they discover they don’t have to hurt alone. Bound by a grief that haunts them both, they must rely on one another to survive heartbreak. But that grief is more powerful than they realize, and the tie that binds them together may ultimately tear them apart.

Dec. 2012 —Kate

Sex When Youre Expecting: Is it Safe?

I rolled my eyes and sighed at the headline in the waiting rooms Modern Pregnancy magazine.

Hmm. One less thing to worry about. When the guy youve been dating for a couple weeks knocks you up, then freaks out and disappears when you tell him, abstinence becomes an easy choice.

“Did you take your vitamin?” My mom Lynn looked over, her forehead crinkled.

“Took it this morning, like always,” I said, my voice tinged with annoyance. “Im 22, and Im going to have a kid of my own in … 22 weeks and five days.”

Mom smiled and reached for my hand. “I hope they get a clear view on the sono today. I cant stand not knowing if Im having a granddaughter or a grandson.”

“I think I changed my mind on that,” I said. “It might be more fun to not find out.”

Moms mouth fell open and her eyes bulged. “Really?”

“No, Im kidding. Of course were finding out!”

A middle-aged couple sat across from us in the waiting room chairs. The man rubbed his palm in rhythmic circles over the Buddha belly of the woman while she smiled happily. His silver Rolex glistened as he bent closer to say something to the gestating baby.

My bump was much smaller, and I pressed my own palm to it protectively.

Sorry, kid. No doting father for you, Im afraid.

Quinn Barlow had seemed like a good guy. Back in August, he let me buy the last used copy of a Sociology book in the college bookstore right out of his hand. Sure, Id flirted for it. I needed it; new textbooks cost a mint. Besides, he was totally flirtworthy — tall and lean, with dark blond curls and sexy reading glasses. When I thanked him for letting me have the book, he asked me out for coffee.

Wham-Bam. One thing led to another – more than once – and though Id been on the pill since high school, here I was in an OBs office, waiting for my 18-week sonogram.

A tall, round Christmas tree in the corner of the doctors waiting room was adorned with rattles and ribbon-trimmed baby photos secured by large diaper pins. I smiled just thinking that next Christmas, my babys face might be on this tree.

I hadnt planned on being a single mom at age 22, but over the past three months Id gotten over my initial flat-out panic. Id be graduating right after the baby was born, and Id have to make it work.

The shrill wail of a baby caught my attention. “Shh,” the mom cooed, rocking her bundled infant from side to side. There was no way Id be able to do that. Id just have a kid who cried constantly, unless Mom knew how to do that rocking stuff. Shit, that lady looked exhausted. Hopefully Id get through finals before this baby came.

Fire On Ice Series

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About Brenda Rothert

Brenda Rothert lives in Central Illinois with her husband and three sons. She was a daily print journalist for nine years, during which time she enjoyed writing a wide range of stories.

These days Brenda writes New Adult Romance in the Contemporary and Dystopian genres. She loves to hear from readers by email at bjrothert@sbcglobal.net.

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