10 December 2012
Zoe Loyola has a secret. Just between her and her sketchbook, she loves sculptor Nick Gordon. Her drawings of him are hot and naked.
Nick has a secret, too. He’s being blackmailed. Protecting his family means ignoring his desire for Zoe.
But in the world of art, passion breaks every rule and secrets are made for sharing.
Here’s what Tash from Contemporary Romance Reviews says of Drawing Closer:
I loved the characters. They were believable and extremely likable I loved the main setting being their work space. I loved the threat that came between all parties. I loved the fast pace that everything happened. It was quick, punchy and to the point but delightfully crammed full of decadant passion, gripping action and finely detailed descriptions which went over and above the call of duty, ie, when a character rose quickly and angrily from the table the detail continued on to noting not only did the chair scrape backwards as the character rose but it toppled over as well… fantastic writing, I could totally picture it happening. I also love the pun of the title, perfect!
The setting for Drawing Closer is the gorgeous West Australian city of Fremantle. The photo below is taken just south of Fremantle at Coogee Beach and is called Indian Ocean Dreaming. Fremantle is a working port, but also a centre for arts and living the good life.
“Hey, Zoe, about Walpole…”
She spun around and lunged for her desk so fast that Nick rocked back on his heels in the doorway.
“Whoa.” He braced his hands on the doorframe. “Secret project?”
Her heart galloped as she slapped the sketchbook shut, hiding her drawings of naked Nick. “Uh, you could say that.”
If he’d seen her sketches, he’d have retreated like a man burned and she’d have died of embarrassment. She’d have had to give up the studio, his friendship, maybe move country.
She hugged the book to her chest. “Walpole, you said?” Too bright, too cheerful. She sounded like an inane game show host. No wonder Nick was giving her a narrow eyed look. On him, suspicion was sexy. Worse luck.
Nervous, she flicked her tongue to her top lip.
Nick swayed forward in the doorway. “About going away together…”