Friday, March 29, 2019

(Late) Release Day Blitz- All's Fair in Reincarnation and War by Kendall Grey

You’ve heard the stories of Norse gods. Thor. Odin. Ragnarok. I’m here to tell you they’re all true. I know because I was there.
My name is Loki.
A thousand years ago, give or take a century or two, I walked the Nine Realms with my brothers, spreading mischief and leaving behind a trail of broken hearts wherever I roamed. I built an unforgettable brand as the trickster god, the father of the Midgard Serpent, Fenrir the wolf, and even Hel herself. In my exploits, I may have accidentally on purpose triggered a bit of unpleasantness that led to the end of the world, but apparently, it wasn’t the end of me. Recently, the shield of ice that froze me in an arctic cage melted (thanks, global warming), and I clawed my way to the surface of a new world.
With a fresh lease on life and a rocking-hot body, I just need one thing: the rune that grants me immortality.
Oh, and a bra would be nice. These boobs really know how to get in the way of a good hustle.

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by Kendall Grey

Asgard Awakening Book One

Urban Fantasy

Howling Mad Press

Publication Date
March 19, 2019

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About Kendall Grey

A whale warrior, indie freedom fighter, and vodka martini aficionado, KENDALL GREY is calm like an F-bomb*. She writes about fierce women and the men who love them. Her aliases include Kendall Day (FALLING FOR MR. SLATER) and Seven Slade (COMING OUT).
Kendall lives off a dirt road near Atlanta, Georgia, with three mischievous Demonlings, a dashing geek in cyber armor, a long-haired miniature Dachshund that thinks she’s a cat, and an Aussie shepherd mix whose ice-blue eyes will steal your heart and hold it for ransom.
*Detonation manual not included.

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Thursday, March 28, 2019

(Late) Book Blitz- Straight to Hell by Jane Hinchey

Everything you think you know is about to change.

My name is Lucifer. You can call me Lucy – I’m also known as the Devil and Satan, though why my idiot brothers came up with those nicknames is beyond me. I’m an Arch Angel and I run Hell. Yup, I’m the CEO.

Hell is easy. Hell runs like a well-oiled machine. Punishment befitting your sins is carried out and once your sentence is done, voilà, you get to go to Heaven. Simple. Easy.

Until suddenly there’s a blip on the radar. A breach. Some numbnuts on earth are trying to open a portal to another dimension. A very bad, very terrifying, very deadly dimension. So instead of my simple life in Hell, I end up earth side, where nothing is as it seems, looking for the soul-stealing monster, avoiding the grumpy angel sent from Heaven and finding out my brothers Michael and Gabriel are twats. That last part’s not true – I’ve known they were twats all along. 

With an unexpected fondness for my new human friends as a distraction, and my demonic presence stirring up a shit show of epic proportions, all I want to do is go back to my peaceful life in Hell. But someone has to save the world. It may as well be me.

About the Book

Straight To Hell 
by Jane Hinchey

Hell’s Gate #1

Urban Fantasy 
Paranormal Romance


Publication Date
October 31, 2017

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“Ummm. Lucy?” Ashliel stepped in beside me, electronic clipboard in hand.
“Yes, Ash?” I knew she had a long list of requests, meetings, messages. As CEO of Hell, my days were busy. I’d built my torturous dimension to great heights over the last few hundred millennia. In the last two hundred years alone, attendance of lost souls entering Hell has risen over two hundred percent, and that number looked to be on the rise.
“There’s a man who wants his punishment of having a buzzard constantly pecking his eyes out to be lessened, a man whose memories have been wiped and he wants to know who he was, and a woman who wants to warn her sister on Earth about the afterlife.” She spoke fast, knowing my time was limited.
“Buzzard man, no can do. This isn’t a negotiation. His punishment was set when he entered Hell. He knows this. Deny future requests. Memory man…good point, how can he atone for his sins if he can’t remember them? See to it that his sinful memories are returned. Only his sins, mind you. And no to the woman who wants to warn her sister—they get plenty of warnings. It’s not like this place is a secret.”
Ashliel’s fingers flew across her clipboard. By the time we reached my offices, she was done. Before stepping out of the glass box I looked down, into the fiery pit where the most heinous of sinners resided. It was eerily beautiful from this vantage point. Sighing, I turned my back on the bubbling pit of fire and exited the elevator, stepping into the opulence of Hell HQ.
I greatly admired the skyscrapers on Earth and had modeled Hell HQ on them. Over two hundred floors, soaring high into the red and orange sky, built from gleaming black marble. My offices took up ten floors alone; the very top floor was my penthouse. Yes, I lived in luxury, but I damn well earned it. Running Hell was hard work, never a moment’s peace. And now this. A breach. It niggled me. Security was tight. It couldn’t have come from the pit; I was just there. Had it come from one of the cell blocks housed on the other side of Hell HQ?
I crossed to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked out on the cells. Row upon row of fifty- story skyscrapers, all housing sinners. They spanned as far as the eye could see, each one providing different levels of punishment. Wingless Demons patrolled the streets, their black skin and red eyes clearly identifying them. Their winged counterparts took to the skies, massive wings spanning over twenty feet, soaring around and around the buildings. Who could escape this? That is if the breach had even come from Hell in the first place. Earth was my brothers’ responsibility. They were charged with watching over the humans. I was annoyed I was being dragged into it, yet I liked the humans. I didn’t want to see them destroyed by some other dimension creature. Not if I could stop it.
A ding on Ashliel’s clipboard caught my attention. I arched a dark brow at her.
“You have a delivery.”
“Probably from my brothers.” I sighed. Had they heard the news and were already poking fun?
“They might have sent something nice,” Ashliel suggested, ever hopeful.
“Knowing my brothers, I doubt it.”
Stepping through the glass doors into my office, I spy a huge gift-wrapped parcel on my sleek black desk. Here we go.
“Thank you, Ashliel. That will be all.” I waited for Ash to leave the room, then approached my desk cautiously. What were they up to? Gabriel and Michael were archangels like me, but when Father chose me over them to head up the Hell Division, to say the boys were a little prickly was an understatement. We hadn’t spoken in over a hundred years. Why now? Today? Were they connected to the breach? Did they instigate it? I wouldn’t put it past them. They’d do anything to see me fail.
Hoping I was wrong, and that maybe, just maybe, the box on my desk was an olive branch, I tore open the wrapping and cautiously opened the lid. Inside was a single piece of paper. On it was written the name, “Emily Barlow.” Who the hell was Emily Barlow? Was she a lost soul? I reached to pull the paper from the box, but the whole thing went up in flames. Great.
With a wave of my hand I put out the flames and cleaned the debris from my desk before crossing to the giant screen across the room, one so big that I had to stand in front of it, or if I preferred, recline on the leather couch a few feet away. I could split the screen into hundreds of smaller screens and monitor Earth and Hell at the same time if I so chose. This time I raised my hand and halved the screen, keeping an eye on my own dimension on the left, and scanning through files searching for Emily Barlow on the right. There were several humans with that name and I flicked through until one caught my eye.
There. Emily Barlow. Human. Alive. Her dossier flashed across the screen, a mini movie of her life so far. She was young, a teenager, seventeen and a high school student, blonde hair, blue eyes, pretty. She was a bossy little thing, liked to be involved in community events and social activities at school. She wanted a career in Public Relations or the Media. As I watched, the screen glitched, froze, then resumed. Emily was in a graveyard. Something was there with her. Something dark. I leaned forward, watching intently as Emily was clasped in a tight embrace, held for a matter of seconds, then let go. Glowing red eyes looked up, directly at me. Then it was gone, leaving Emily’s body on the ground drained of life.
The screen flickered, a brief moment of static, before settling again. This time I no longer saw Emily, but a man. He was sitting at a table, one hand resting on the table, palm up, and in the center of his palm a deep azure blue rock. He sent the message. Did he mean to send it to me I wonder? His eyes sprang open and he flopped back in his seat as if exhausted. I looked into his eyes, magnified the screen so it focused on his face. A very handsome face: strong jaw covered in a light beard, full lips that held my attention for slightly too long. I wondered what they looked like when he smiled.
Then I wondered…why am I wondering about his lips? Okay, seriously, he’s a human, I scolded myself. But it had been a long time since I’d…you know. Had any fun in that department. Maybe a dalliance with a human would take my mind off the stresses of running Hell. As much as I loved my job, I’d yet to have a vacation. I shifted my attention from his kissable lips to his eyes. A combination of hazel and gold, they were striking with their dark lashes. And the way he was looking directly into the screen, it was as if he were looking right at me.
Decision made.

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About Jane Hinchey

Aussie author JANE HINCHEY writes sexy, snarky, badass, paranormal romances and urban fantasy novels.
Living in the City of Churches (aka Adelaide, South Australia) with her man, two cats, and turtle, she spends her days writing fantastical stories full of dark sexy vampires, hot shifters, sexy aliens, jaw dropping demons, sinful angels, and magical witches – and while they can be snarky and swear a lot, they mean well and you’ll grow to love them. Honestly.
When she’s not in her writing cave she’s usually playing the Sims, Civilizations or something similar, binge watching Netflix or upping the ante in the crazy cat lady stakes. She loves to hear from her readers, so swing on by her website and say hi.

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Wednesday, March 27, 2019

Waiting On Wednesday #269

"Waiting On Wednesday" is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by Jill at Breaking the Spines, that spotlights upcoming releases we're eagerly anticipating. 

My Brother's Name is Jessica by John Boyne 
Publication date: April 18th 2019 

Goodreads Summary: 

Sam Waver's life has always been pretty quiet. A bit of a loner, he struggles to make friends, and his busy parents often make him feel invisible. Luckily for Sam, his older brother, Jason, has always been there for him. Sam idolises Jason, who seems to have life sorted - he's kind, popular, amazing at football, and girls are falling over themselves to date him.

But then one evening Jason calls his family together to tell them that he's been struggling with a secret for a long time. A secret which quickly threatens to tear them all apart. His parents don't want to know and Sam simply doesn't understand.

Because what do you do when your brother says he's not your brother at all? That he thinks he's actually . . . your sister?

I am so looking forward to this book because 1) it is by John Boyne and 2) it is right up my alley. I can't wait for the book to release and for me to read it! 

What are you waiting on this Wednesday? Happy waiting, and happy reading! 

Tuesday, March 26, 2019

Top Ten (Or Five) Tuesday #80

Top Ten Tuesday is a bookish meme hosted by The Broke and the Bookish.

This week's topic is: 


These are all the books I could remember reading in my childhood. I didn't read much as I developed the habit in my teen years, but I guess I still managed to get hold of some really great books. 

Which are the books you read during your childhood? Let me know and happy reading! 

Monday, March 25, 2019

Kindle Daily Deal: Hot Asset is at $1.99!

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A sexy agent hounds Wall Street’s hottest new wolf in an exhilarating novel from New York Times bestselling author Lauren Layne.
Ian Bradley is the definition of a Wall Street hotshot: seven-figure salary, designer suits, and a corner office. His drive off the floor is just as potent. Every woman who knows him has felt the rush. But now he’s met his match in Lara McKenzie—a woman with the power to bring Ian to his knees.
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Friday, March 22, 2019

Book Blitz- The Serpent's Kiss by Madelynne Ellis

She’s the disgrace of the county…
Bella Rushdale has returned home still unwed having eloped with Viscount Marlinscar, and she’s now engaged in a scandalous liaison with the Marquis of Pennerley. Remote Yorkshire society is outraged!
Something ought to be done.
Even the untrained observer can see there’s something deliciously perplexing about the relationship between Bella and the two rascals responsible for her disgrace. As rumours of unnatural activities, forbidden pleasures and the inevitable repercussions abound, Bella vigorously resists her brother’s attempts to strong-arm her into wedlock. But, all too soon everything gets out of hand, putting Bella at risk of losing far more than her reputation. Can three people whose lives and hearts are so inexorably bound forge a lasting bond? Or is their love as ill-fated as society would have them believe?
Find out, in this tale of forbidden love between a marquis, his mistress, and the man they both once loved.
The Serpent’s Kiss is a Regency-set historical romance with a high heat including M/F, M/M and M/M/F interactions. Those of a timid or nervous disposition are warned against indulging.

About the Book

The Serpent’s Kiss
by Madelynne Ellis

Scandalous Seductions #7

Historical Erotic Romance
LGBTQ / M/M Romance

Incantatrix Press

Publication Date
March 21, 2018

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To celebrate the release of THE SERPENT’S KISS by Madelynne Ellis, we're giving away a $25 Amazon gift card, a $10 Amazon gift card, and a signed paperback bundle of Three Times the Scandal & The Serpent’s Kiss!

GIVEAWAY TERMS & CONDITIONS:  Open to internationally. Three winners will be chosen to receive one of the following: a $25 Amazon gift card, a $10 Amazon gift card, and a signed paperback bundle of Three Times the Scandal & The Serpent’s Kiss. This giveaway is administered by Pure Textuality PR on behalf of Madelynne Ellis.  Giveaway ends 3/29/2019 @ 11:59pm EST. Limit one entry per reader. Duplicates will be deleted.  CLICK HERE TO ENTER!

About Madelynne Ellis

MADELYNNE ELLIS is New York Times & USA Today best-selling author of erotic romance. Her novels and short stories have been published by a variety of houses both in the UK and US, and have been translated into German, Spanish and Norwegian. She is best known for her Regency set novels for pioneering British erotica publisher Black Lace, but also enjoys writing contemporary and paranormal settings. Her aim is to deliver scorching, character-driven stories that enchant, torment and don't shy from darker aspects of life.
Madelynne lives in the UK with her partner of 20 years, their two adorable children and a chocoholic rabbit. When not writing she enjoys live role-playing, solving puzzles and hanging out online.

Thursday, March 21, 2019

Preorder Blitz- Letting You Go by Jordan Marie

Hello friends!

Jordan Marie's upcoming release, LETTING YOU GO, is now available for preorder. The book will be released on April 29.  If you have space in your social media this weekend, we'd be super appreciative if you could share with your readers. Everything you need will be posted below, including an excerpt. If there's anything else you need, please don't hesitate to reach out.

Thank you, as always, for your support of our authors. Have a great weekend!
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I met Luna Marshall when I was seventeen. 
She was a force of nature that I wasn’t ready for. 
She was gravity and I was caught in her pull—
Powerless while she held me in a world I was desperate to escape. 

They say you never forget your first love. 
I believe they’re right. 
I’ll always remember the sound of her laughter. 
The way she whispered my name when I touched her, and the taste of her on my lips. 
I’ll remember everything. 

Including the look of pain as I walked away


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“It’s a good night, right?” 

“It doesn’t sound like you’re having fun,” he says. 
“I am. Just a little worried about my parents, I guess.”
“Parents are a drag.” 
“Mine aren’t. Not really. They’re cool, which is probably why I don’t like lying to them.” 
“Relax. It’s not like they’ll find out. You and Jules already called them, right? And she called hers?” 
“Well, yeah. But I keep worrying. Like, what if one of my parents or Jules’s is in an accident? What if the house catches on fire? So, they try to find us and discover we lied. My father could have a heart attack or something and Mom would be a worried mess, and then she’d know I wasn’t where I said I was and she’d panic while already being upset…” 
“You’re a freak, Luna.  Breathe. None of that’s going to happen.” 
“Yeah, probably not,” I tell him. “But, that doesn’t make me forget the possibility is there.” 
“At least your parents care about you. My father won’t even notice I’m gone and wouldn’t for days, if then.” 
“Of course, he would.” 
“No. I don’t have your kind of life, Luna. Dad barely talks to me. He’s drinking from the time I get home from school until he passes out. I don’t know how he manages to keep his job at the garage. Old Mr. Gilroy threatens to fire him at least once a week. He just never does.” 
“I’m so sorry, Attie. I had no idea,” I whisper, putting my hand on his leg in silent support. 
“It’s okay. I’m used to doing things on my own. I don’t need anyone.” 
“Well, you have your brother, Gavin. It’s good you both have each other.” 
“Yeah, good ole’ Gavin. He’s—” 
“Late to the party.” 
My head jerks up at that deep voice and my body experiences an all over shiver. Gavin is standing across from me and Atticus. It’s dark, but the light from the fire highlights him perfectly. He’s wearing jeans and a flannel shirt that I’ve seen him in often. It has different colors of blues and greens in it and I love it because it somehow makes his dark hair look like it shines. 
“What are you doing here?” Atticus says, and his voice is laced with anger. I’ve never seen Atticus angry at anything or anyone. He’s always been laid back and easy going. The change is shocking. 
“You invited me. Remember?” Gavin says, and something about his smile tells me that is not the full story. 
“I remember telling you that there was no way you’d get what you wanted. You might as well go back home now.” 
“I don’t think so. I’m just now starting to enjoy the view,” he says and this time when he smiles he looks right at me.  
My heart beats frantically in my chest.  It’s a dangerous smile. I kind of feel like I’m Little Red Riding Hood and Gavin is the Big Bad Wolf.  
“Hey, Luna,” he says. 
Oh my God! Oh my God! My brain screams as my palms go sweaty.  If I thought my heart was beating hard before, it’s thumping like a runaway train now.  
Oh. My. God. 
Gavin Lodge spoke to me!!?!!
And he knows my name! Mine! 
Holy freaking cow!
“Uh… Hi…. Gav… Gavin.” 
Heat explodes through me and centers on my face as I blush so deeply I probably glow from it.  
Can I be any lamer? 
I barely could get his name out and my voice cracked.  I want to die in shame. I want the ground to just swallow me up and bury me alive. 
“Want to go for a walk?” he asks and I blink.  
“Me?” I squeak. 
“Don’t see anyone else here I’d be asking, Babe. Unless you and my brother are busy?” 
Oh my God. Gavin is asking me to walk with him! He wants to be alone with me! 
Every freaking dream I’ve ever had has centered on this guy and he just asked to be alone with me! 
“Attie? Um… No. We don’t have anything going on. I mean… We’re just friends. We were talking that’s all. You know…” 
I have got to get control of my nerves. I’m not making any sense!  Gavin probably thinks I’m insane. He’s probably already regretting asking me to go on a walk.
I expect him to tell me he changed his mind, but then he reaches his hand out. 
“Then, take a walk with me, Babe.” 
I put my hand in his and watch wide-eyed as his fingers wrap around mine and he pulls me up. 
His hand is warm, strong and I memorize the feel of it. 
I’ll remember it for the rest of my life

Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Waiting on Wednesday #268

"Waiting On Wednesday" is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by Jill at Breaking the Spines, that spotlights upcoming releases we're eagerly anticipating. 


It’s love. Trust me. 

After a lifetime on the move, Ivy Snow is an expert in all things temporary—schools, friends, and way too many Mr. Wrongs. Now that she owns a successful taco truck in San Francisco and an apartment to call home, Ivy’s reinvented life is on solid ground. And she’s guarded against anything that can rock it. Like the realities of a past she’s worked hard to cover up. And especially Kel O’Donnell. Too hot not to set off alarms, he screams temporary. If only his whispers weren’t so delightfully naughty and irresistible.

Kel, an Idaho sheriff and ranch owner, is on vacay, but Ivy’s a spicy reason to give his short-terms plans a second thought. Best of all, she’s a tonic for his untrusting heart, burned once and still in repair. But when Ivy’s past intrudes on a perfect romance, Kel fears that everything she’s told him has been a perfect lie. Now, if only Ivy’s willing to share, Kel will fight for a true love story.

Tuesday, March 19, 2019

Teaser Tuesday #104

Teaser Tuesday is a weekly bookish meme hosted by Miz B of A Daily Rhythm. Anyone can play along!

"At least history suits me. You already know if those stories will end happily." 

-This Is Where It Ends by Marieke Nijkamp 

Goodreads Summary: 

10:00 a.m. The principal of Opportunity High School finishes her speech, welcoming the entire student body to a new semester and encouraging them to excel and achieve.

10:02 a.m. The students get up to leave the auditorium for their next class.

10:03 a.m. The auditorium doors won't open.

10:05 a.m. Someone starts shooting.

Told from four different perspectives over the span of fifty-four harrowing minutes, terror reigns as one student’s calculated revenge turns into the ultimate game of survival.

Have you read this book? Thoughts? 

What teaser have you shared? Happy Tuesday and happy reading! 

Monday, March 18, 2019

Blog Tour- This Scot of Mine by Sophie Jordan

A daring deception…
Desperate to escape her vile fiancé, Lady Clara devises a bold lie—that she’s pregnant with another man’s child. With her reputation in tatters, Clara flees to Scotland to live out her days in disgrace, resigned to her fate as a spinster…until she claps eyes on the powerful and wickedly handsome Laird Hunt MacLarin.
She’s the answer to his curse…
Laird of an ancient clan, Hunt needs an heir, but he comes from a long line of men cursed to die before the birth of their firstborn. When the Duke of Autenberry approaches him with a proposition—marry my ruined sister—it seems the perfect solution. Even better, the defiant lass stirs him to his very soul.
No escaping the truth...
Except marriage cannot set them free. No matter how much Hunt desires her. No matter how much Clara burns for him. Soon she is falling for her husband, but is love enough to end the curse? Or is the tragic history of the MacLarin Clan doomed to repeat itself?

About the Book

This Scot of Mine 
by Sophie Jordan

The Rogue Files

Historical Romance

Avon Books

Publication Date 
March 12, 2019

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Clara could not have made the invitation any clearer.
She didn’t know where such boldness came from within her. She had never forayed into intimacy like this. She didn’t know she had it in her. She supposed it had something to do with the way he made her feel . . . something to do with the fire in her blood.
He said her name again. “Clara.” In that husky brogue of his she felt herself melting, sliding deeper into a puddle of desire.
They hadn’t even kissed. Not a true romantic kiss. She did not count the chaste peck the morning of her wedding.
And heavens, she wanted him to kiss her.
She wanted his mouth on hers. She wanted to taste him with an ache that went bone-deep. Despite his gruffness, his mouth looked beautiful. There was a tenderness in the well-carved shape that she wanted to explore.

About Sophie Jordan

SOPHIE JORDAN grew up in the Texas hill country where she wove fantasies of dragons, warriors, and princesses. A former high school English teacher, she’s the New York Times, USA Today and international bestselling author of more than twenty novels. She now lives in Houston with her family. When she’s not writing, she spends her time overloading on caffeine (lattes preferred), talking plotlines with anyone who will listen (including her kids), and cramming her DVR with anything that has a happily ever after.

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Friday, March 15, 2019

Book Beginnings on Friday #28

Please join Rose City Reader every Friday to share the first sentence (or so) of the book you are reading, along with your initial thoughts about the sentence, impressions of the book, or anything else the opener inspires. Please remember to include the title of the book and the author’s name.

Chapter 1


It took Lucas Knight longer than it should have to realize he had a woman in his bed, but to be fair, he had a bitch of a hangover. Even worse than that, last night was a blur, prompting him to take quick stock.

-Hot Winter Nights by Jill Shalvis


Who needs mistletoe? 

Most people wouldn't think of a bad Santa case as the perfect Christmas gift. Then again, Molly Malone, office manager at Hunt Investigations, isn't most people, and she could really use a distraction from the fantasies she's been having since spending the night with her very secret crush, Lucas Knight. Nothing happened, not that Lucas knows that — but Molly just wants to enjoy being a little naughty for once...

Whiskey and pain meds for almost-healed bullet wounds don't mix. Lucas needs to remember that next time he's shot on the job, which may be sooner rather than later if Molly's brother, Joe, finds out about them. Lucas can't believe he's drawing a blank on his (supposedly) passionate tryst with Molly, who's the hottest, smartest, strongest woman he's ever known. Strong enough to kick his butt if she discovers he's been assigned to babysit her on her first case. And hot enough to melt his cold heart this Christmas.