Jodie Bailey – Romantic Excerpt – Part 1 of 1

Shannon here: Romantic Suspense author, Jodie Bailey shares a romantic excerpt from her latest release, Dead Run. Comment or answer the question at the end of the post to enter the drawing. Deadline: Jan 14th, 11:59 pm central time. Here’s Jodie:

Excerpt from Dead Run by Jodie Bailey:

“What do you know?”

He chewed on the words, unsure what to say. The army had likely told her everything she needed to know, and he couldn’t tell her the one new piece of information he had, that Kyle’s death had been friendly fire.  The question was, did he want to rehash this with her?

Yes, he did. Because then he could be the one to comfort her if she needed it. “He was on guard duty. It’s rotational.”


“It was a clean shot to the head. He never saw it coming.” They’d reached the end of the trail, their cars in view through the trees, sunlight glinting off the windshield of his truck. He reached for her and pulled her to a stop, holding her wrist in a loose grip. “It sounds awful, but honestly…”

“I know. That’s what the army said, but… I don’t know. I was kind of hoping there was something more.”

It was a familiar desire. He’d heard it from family members before. The need to know what happened, to process every detail. To hear one thing they didn’t know before, one thing that might bring their loved one to life in their minds one more time.

With Kristin, though, there was one more detail, and he was certain CID wouldn’t want him leaking the suspicion Kyle was murdered, especially not to the sister who might know more than she let on. “I wish I knew more, Kris.”

Her shoulders stiffened, and she pulled her wrist from his grasp. “Kristin.”

“I’m sorry.” She’d corrected him more than once the past couple of days. “You don’t like the nickname?” He tilted his head, trying to catch her eye, but she was staring over his shoulder. “I’ve heard Casey call you that.”

She pressed her lips together. “My dad called me Kris. And it doesn’t bother me when Casey says it. It’s in a female voice. But when I hear a man say it…” She lifted her eyes and caught his. “I don’t know. It scares me when you say it.”

“Scares you?” He’d never say it again, would erase it from his vocabulary if it caused her any kind of pain.

Her breath hitched. She opened her mouth and closed it, and a sheen crossed her eyes. “It used to, but when you say it, it sounds like… It sounds safe.”

There was a soft vulnerability in the words she’d never shown him before. She looked at him as though she meant everything, as though she trusted him.

Lucas was done. Forget every warning bell clanging in his head. Forget every stupid mistake Travis had made. Forget every dumb ounce of drama that had gone down in their unit.

This was personal.

He closed the small gap between them and pulled her close like he’d finally admitted he wanted to, wrapped his arms around her, trying to tell her with words that wouldn’t come that she was safe, he’d shelter her from the memories of her past and the assaults of the present.

He pressed a kiss to her temple, and she melted against him with a sigh that undid everything inside him. He let his lips trail down her cheek until he found hers, then kissed her softly at first. But when she met him in the kiss, she caught him and drew out all of the feelings he’d been trying to hide from himself almost since the first day he’d seen her.

She met him full bore, winding her arms around his neck and pulling him closer, more relaxed than she’d ever been, giving him something from deep inside that no one else had ever given him. This was different, a rightness he’d never felt before, dissolving the walls he’d built around his own heart, burning away the lie he’d been telling himself. He couldn’t punish himself for someone else’s mistakes, couldn’t take on someone else’s lessons as his own.

He was meant for Kristin. It washed over him in a peace like no other, and he let go of everything except her.

She gasped and dropped her hands between them, shoving with all of her strength, pushing him away.

The world rushed in. He might be firmly in his right mind, but she wasn’t, and he might have cut her even deeper. Before he could speak, she backed away. With a wild, hunted look, she turned on her heel and ran for her vehicle like she was afraid he’d chase her, leaving him cold on the trail.

About Jodie: Jodie Bailey writes novels about freedom and the heroes who fight for it.  Her romantic suspense, Crossfire, won a 2015 RT Reviewers Choice Award and her contemporary romance, Quilted by Christmas won a 2014 Selah. She is convinced a camping trip to the beach with her family, a good cup of coffee, and a great book can cure all ills. Jodie lives in North Carolina with her husband, her daughter, and two dogs.  Visit her at Learn more about the book:

About the book – Dead Run:

Kristin James’s morning run turns deadly when she’s attacked by a stranger who’s after something her deceased soldier brother stole overseas. Her neighbor Sergeant First Class Lucas Murphy steps in to help her and won’t let her brush the attack under the rug. He’ll do everything he can to keep Kristin alive, but he can’t tell her that he’s under orders to investigate her link to her brother’s misdeeds. Kristin has no idea what the bad guy is after and doesn’t want to believe that her brother wasn’t on the straight and narrow. But as evidence against him piles up, can they catch the criminals without becoming the next casualties?

Question for Readers: Do you have a nickname? If so, do you like it? Or do you have a nickname for a family member or friend?

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15 Responses to “Jodie Bailey – Romantic Excerpt – Part 1 of 1”

  • Shelia Hall says:

    yes,i was Naybay and Punkin to family and Rubberduck to classmates

  • Julie says:

    My sister always called me Julius when we were little. I would not want to be called that but coming from her it was sweet.

  • Mary Beth says:

    Yes! My parents wanted to name me something that couldn’t be shortened. Like, Megan – Meg, Caitlyn-Cate, etc. But when they brought me home from the hospital my grandfather started calling me Bethie. I hated it growing up. But as an adult I love the nickname because it’s said out of love. Also when I was little my cousin gave me the nickname Monkey, for reasons you can well guess. I always loved her calling me that because I knew she loved me or else she wouldn’t have bothered.

  • My hubby of 35 years calls me “plum”. Sugar-plum or plum-bum. We met in 1981 after I graduated from high school, love at first site. We moved to Fort Bragg when he was a ranger. We love North Carolina, its so pretty

  • Linda Moffitt says:

    Yes My Hubby has about 3 of them for me Honey B or just B or B-Ho I Like them all. I just call him Honey back. Thanks for sharing with us. 😀

  • Jennifer Hibdon says:

    I was always Jennifer growing up. My mother had sn older distant cousin that was Jennie and I was NOT named after her. Jenny is a female donkey, not that wasn’t an option, either. In college and the Army, I chose Jenna. My husband prefers Jennifer, so that is what I use most of the time.

  • MH says:

    Never read anything by this author but sounds really good. We call our youngest daughter Bubby – totally not related to her actual name. Now she’s old enough that she only wants to be called by her actual name in public 😉

  • Sounds like a great read, I’d like to enter.

    My last name is Buzard, and I get called “Buz” a lot, especially by coworkers. I don’t mind it at all

  • Jodie Bailey says:

    So many fun nicknames! And so many great stories behind them! I call my kiddo “Fred.” I have no idea why. It just happened. My grandfather always called me Jodie Blair, since his name was Blair. I think he wished that was my actual middle name. Was never a fan of JoJo though. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by everyone! Good luck!

  • Mary Goodwin says:

    Would love to win your new book since I’ve read all the rest. Was called Mary until junior high but so many Marys in those days I started using my middle name Ellen too.

  • Sarah Napekoski says:

    i would love a copy i love reading LIS and this looks Amazing and what i read make me what to read the entire book, sounds so good. 🙂

  • Jodie Bailey says:

    Mary Beth, my Granddaddy called me “Monkey.” And my mom wanted to name me Teejay. My dad vetoed that quick.

    Jennifer, I had to laugh at Jenny being a donkey. I had no idea!

    Mary, thanks for reading the others! And good luck with the drawing!

    Thanks, Sarah! Good luck!

  • I’ve called my son Bub since he was little. When he hit his teens, he started complaining about it. I said, “What do you want me to call you? Snookums? He said that was better than Bub. So I call him Snookums even though he’s taller than me now at 15. His almost 40 yr old cousin thinks it’s terribly funny and calls him Big Snook.

  • Linda Moffitt says:

    Mark A. Buzard That is My maiden name also and My Name on Facebook Linda Buzard-Moffitt I also got called that in High School Buzz

  • stvannatter says:

    I have a winner! Mary Beth won the drawing. I appreciate Jodie for being my guest and everyone else for stopping by.

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