Love (now in e-book)
Silhouette Intimate Moments
The Hot Zone
Book 1 in The Hot Zone series
From the desk of Terra August :
"BURNING LOVE is a wonderful example of the very best in what readers
expect from Silhouette's Intimate Moments line. The characters are well defined,
the plot is complicated despite the restrictive length of this line of books and
the author's unique talent at intertwining the sexual tension with the internal
conflicts of her characters is a classic example of the best of this genre.
Though this is my first Debra Cowan, I will be searching bookstores for her
backlist. BURNING LOVE will make your summer sizzle."
"With great attention to detail, tightly woven storytelling and very real
characters, BURNING LOVE (4.5) by Debra Cowan will earn a place on your
keeper shelf. "
"Cowan keeps the sexual tension scorching and the suspense sizzling. Her
pace varies sufficiently to keep readers rapidly turning the pages. This is a
book where the author seems to do everything right, reflecting her usual
expertise. It should also be noted that a great amount of research was clearly
done, all of which enhance the credibility of the characters. Perhaps
Sharon Sala’s cover quote sums this novel up best: “Burning Love was a
fabulous read from start to finish! It was hot, hot, hot! I loved it!” I
The smell of wet ash settled over Terra August like a cloud of fog.
The sole fire
She'd need to check every room for that, ask if anyone had discovered any
The bedroom was now a skeleton of burned rafters and support beams, studs
She drew in a deep breath and moved closer. The face was too severely
swollen to be
No! Her vision grayed. Dizzy and nauseous, she turned and
stumbled blindly toward
Trying to breathe without keeling over, she reached for the nearest wall,
An arm, solid and thick, caught her at the waist. "Easy there."
The deep masculine voice commanded rather than soothed. Reflexively she
Cop. She saw the gold badge clipped to the waistband of his faded jeans
at the same
He frowned, his lips flattening. "This your first body at a fire scene?
Something like this
Irritation flickered through the smothering pain. She mumbled thanks only out of politeness and pushed her way out into the hall.
"Cut her a break, man," Terra heard someone say to the cop. "The
victim's a friend of
She ducked into an empty bathroom, boots squishing through ashy water and
Despite how difficult this case was, fire investigation was her job, what Harris had trained her to do. What she would do. For him.
After another minute, she pulled on her glove and returned to the bedroom. She fought down another swell of emotion as she walked to the far side of the bed. At the bedside table, she noticed a blackened brass lamp and knelt to check the electrical cord. No frayed lamp circuit here.
"You the fire investigator?"
She remembered the rough velvet voice. Standing up, she had to tilt her head a bit to look him in the eye, something she didn't have to do with very many men. "Yes."
"Detective Jack Spencer, Homicide. I'll be the primary on this case."
In the harsh flood of the portable fluorescent lights the firemen had set up for her, Terra noted fine lines fanning out from Detective Spencer's eyes. Very blue eyes. Hard blue eyes.
He stuck out his hand.
She shook it and released it quickly. "Terra August."
"I apologize for my comment earlier. I didn't know he was a friend of yours."
She tamped down the slash of pain. Presley was still small enough that
all police, including the detectives, worked solo rather than with a partner.
Except in fire death
"Yes. Looks like murder."
Struggling to keep a rein on the emotions swirling inside her, she pressed her lips together and nodded.
His gaze lasered into her. "Since the victim was a friend of yours,
I'll need to interview
The victim had a name. Terra bit off the sharp words. The cop was doing what she should be doing -- putting his emotions aside so he could do his job.
His features were just as exacting as his eyes. The stubborn chin, rough-hewn cheekbones and shadow of whiskers did nothing to soften a jaw that looked as if it could take a few blows. "Should you be working this case? He was your friend, after all."
Her jaw tightened. "I am working it."
"Look, I apologize for what I said when I first walked in, but seeing him obviously affected you. I don't want anything to jeopardize this case."
"Neither do I. And nothing will. What happened earlier was shock. I'm not used to seeing my friends burned to a crisp," she said sharply.
"I know you're the only fire investigator we have, but maybe someone else could help you out, give you some space."
"What I need to do is my job, and I will. Maybe you could do yours."
His lips flattened. "I'll be by to talk to you once I finish my preliminary interviews."
"You know where to find me." She wondered if his blue eyes were that hard all the time, then she pushed the thoughts away and focused her attention on piecing together what had happened to her mentor.
From the book: BURNING LOVE
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