Saturday, December 3, 2016

Blogtour: Catching Heir by Julia Talbot

Please welcome Julia Talbot and 

Catching Heir 

a Dreamspun Desires title


Is he in love with an old hotel—or its new owner?

Professional snowboarder Cullen Patrick is successful and kinda famous. So when he inherits an old Colorado hotel from an unknown relative, he really should leave well enough alone.

Matt Nathanson has been managing the Treeline Estates since college. He loved the elderly former owner, and he stands to inherit the place if no one claims it in the next week. Of course, Cullen shows up, and Matt thinks it’s time to move on. He doesn’t want to like Cullen, no matter how engaging the guy is, or how hunky.
Cullen has grand ideas for the Treeline, but he doesn’t want to implement them without Matt, and he’s not sure he’s ready to give up snowboarding.
Can Matt convince Cullen that putting down roots is worth it… and maybe catch his heir at the same time?


“Treeline, how can I help you?” Ah, he knew that voice. “No, sir, I’m sorry. I am completely booked for December and January. Yes, sir. I’m aware that you’re a very important customer. Yes, sir. Let me check on that. Can you hold?”
Cullen trailed along, following Matt’s noise until he found the man himself. Didn’t they have a desk receptionist?
Matt was wandering down the hall, then began talking again. “I’m so sorry, sir. We’re under renovation, and we simply don’t have a room for those dates.”
Cullen hated eavesdropping like a creep, but he didn’t want to lose Matt before he got those keys.
“Yes, sir. I understand. Mmm-hmm. Disappointment is a powerful deterrent. Please accept our apologies. Good-bye.” The button clicked off and Cullen heard, “Entitlement whore. Fucking prick. I hope he gargles glass.”
Ouch. Cullen had said worse, but it sounded as if Matt was having a shit day, and it was barely past brekkie. Oh. His belly rumbled, giving him away.
Matt spun around, offering him a look at a face that was as tired as his was in the mirror, before that perfect Hotel Manager mask fell.
“I find that wishing them a hot lava smoothie works too,” Cullen said, the words popping right out.
Oh, that was a grin. A wicked grin. “I like it. I may have to borrow it.”
Suddenly Matt seemed to be real, a real fucking dude. “I got it from a guy in Hawaii when I went surfing there.” Cullen was suddenly reluctant to dim that smile with any requests. It was a good look for Matt.
“Yeah? It’s a good one. I’ve never been to Hawaii. I’m not sure I remember sea level.”
“You’re not from here?” Matt didn’t sound Colorado, but Cullen couldn’t really place him.
“Houston, originally.”
Texas. Wow. He didn’t meet a lot of those on the circuit. Not much on snow, he thought.
“Neat. Why Colorado?” Cullen genuinely wanted to know.
“Ben hired me out of college to manage this place. I’ve never left.”
“Wow. You’ve been here a bit, then. I mean, not that you’re old.”
“Yeah, on both accounts.” Matt winked, then he sighed. “Hold on. Treeline Estates, this is Matt, can I help you? Carrie, hey. Yeah. Yeah, we want to do the promotion. Do you need me to provide artwork or are you…? Oh, yeah? Good deal. No. No, that works. We’ll be ready. Hmm? Sure. Sure, we’re good.”
Cullen waited, watching Matt deal with someone he appreciated, clearly. Advertising, he supposed.
“All right, honey. You take care and e-mail me that file. I appreciate you.”
There was the Texan right there. Wow. That was kind of fascinating.
Once Matt hung up, Cullen grinned at him. “Two things and I’ll get out of your hair.”
“Sure. What do you need?”
“Cereal.” He laughed at Matt’s surprised expression. “I don’t want to bother anyone, but I didn’t sleep, and I’m starving. And at some point, I want to make an appointment with you to see Grandpa’s apartment.” There. Abracadabra, diplomacy.
“Ah. One of those is easier than the other. Cereal is a breeze, but….” Matt blushed a dark red. “I have to admit I haven’t been able to go back into the apartment since he left us. It’s been professionally cleaned, but… I don’t know. I just-- It’s like he’s still here if I don’t open the door.” Matt’s eyes went wide. “Cereal. Right. Come on.”

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Julia Talbot lives in the great Southwest, where there is hot and cold running rodeo, cowboys, and everything from meat and potatoes to the best Tex-Mex. A full time author, Julia has been published by Samhain Publishing, Dreamspinner Press, and Changeling Press. She believes that everyone deserves a happy ending, so she writes about love without limits, where boys love boys, girls love girls, and boys and girls get together to get wild, especially when her crazy paranormal characters are involved.


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