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One Night in Havana by Kathleen Rowland - Book Blitz + Giveaway

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One Night in Havana
by Kathleen Rowland


GENRE:   erotic romance, suspense



A desperate competition and sizzling attraction leads to dangerous desire.

New York Marine biologist Veronica “Roni” Keane is attending the Havana Bay Conference in Cuba. T
omorrow only one grant will be awarded which will provide the winner with professional recognition, 
resources for a project, and living expenses for two years. She hopes to continue her deceased 
father’s work, but smooth operator, Carlos Montoya, has won many grants in the past.

Carlos, a freelancer for the Havana Port Authority, works to help protect Havana’s reputation as a 
bastion of safety. As international travelers flock to the island, attracted by its 1950’s time-warp and 
colonial architecture, the drug business is running rampant, particularly on Roni’s cruise ship. 
Something’s not right, and when her scuba tanks are tampered with, Carlos brings in the military 
police to investigate. For her safety, he keeps her close, but he craves her body.

Their attraction leads to a fun night with a bit of kink. But Roni finds herself in more trouble than 
she bargained for when the criminals blame her for alerting the military police and come looking 
for her. Can Roni trust Carlos to protect her? Will she stay in Havana if Carlos wins the coveted grant, 
or kiss her lover goodbye?



Veronica was a looker without the jaded appearance of the many women he'd seen wandering 
from her cruise ship. Most of the time she dressed in business attire, but her curves smoldered 
underneath. Her high heels fit with Cuban fashion. The moonlight highlighted her shoulder-length 
blonde hair. While scuba diving, he'd forced himself to look away from her long, bare legs for fear 
he'd run his hands up them and tuck his fingers beneath her thighs. At the restaurant, he’d enjoyed 
a little banter, but tonight he'd gotten another glimpse of her toned body as she crept across the deck.
The short dress plastered against her and she hitched it up to move around. The light sway of her 
hips brought him to his knees. He shuffled around the cabin, his dick pressing against his zipper. 
Cruise vessels were being monitored by Border Protection, and he'd make sure no harm came to her. 
He glanced across the water and reminded himself to be useful.

It'd been the same since he and his buddy, Alberto, from the military police put two and two together. 
They'd sat on a rooftop deck of a bar overlooking the harbor, watching local criminals getting on and 
off her ship, the Ecstasy.

"That operation needs extra eyes," Alberto had said with a swig of beer.

"What's going on?"

Alberto had glared at him. "Crims are dealing from the cruise ships. Your boat has—"

"A perfect location?" The next day, with military cameras and other equipment installed, 
Carlos started his surveillance job. Same drugs, different participants and ways of operation. 
Stuck on his cabin cruiser with no company was tough on the libido. Before leaving in the early hours 
of the morning, he connected his recording device to a landline provided by the port authority. 
At his house, he filed reports, uploaded photographs to support his narrative, showered, and then 
changed into his usual garb.

Most days he taught students studying abroad in English at the University of Havana. Cuban students 
interacted with American, South American, and European exchange students. Socializing made 
them seek a better life. New hopes and dreams threatened to divide their insular Cuban community. 
Now, during winter break, he attended the Oceanography Conference.

Every session had been a snore until he'd learned Veronica was pitted against him for the same grant. 
Stiff competition brightened the experience. The daughter of the late Cephalopodiatrist, Ronald Keane, 
didn't churn out an article a month for ten plus years without honing in on the power of eight. 
Octopuses changed shape and color at will, squirted ink, vanished through tiny cracks, and even 
tasted with their suckers. The predators reminded him of himself, but everything about Veronica put 
her in the guileless category.

Did she not know he'd invited her to scuba dive with a handful of judges to even out the playing field?
He'd won a handful of grants. Networking was about making connections and building mutually 
beneficial relationships. Instead of joining the crew afterward for drinks, she'd assisted his 
eighty-year-old abuela off the boat and down The Malecón seawall. That day a cold front blew in, 
and massive waves crashed  against her chances to expand her sphere of influence. Too bad Bela 
had lit on her like a sticky butterfly. His heart skipped with Veronica in the midst of a beat.

He was aware of the routine when anyone researched and wrote scholarly articles. She had to plan. 
Make predictions. Envision. Check data, and then double-check. On paper everything was perfect. 
But in reality, when competing for a grant, something went wrong. She didn’t sell herself. 
Perhaps he'd frostily point that out, later, somehow, and help her future efforts.

Movement on the deck outside his cabin brought him back to the present. Veronica stood and turned 
toward the dock, and he followed her silently to the front of the boat.

A guard in a light blue uniform stormed down the dock. Will she jump toward him?


AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Book Buyers Best finalist Kathleen Rowland is devoted to giving her readers fast-paced, 
high-stakes suspense with an erotic love story sure to melt their hearts.  Her latest release is 
One Night in Havana, #34 in the City Nights series.

Kathleen also has a steamy romantic suspense series with Tirgearr Publishing, Deadly Alliance is 
followed by Unholy Alliance. Keep an icy drink handy while reading these sizzling stories.

Kathleen used to write computer programs but now writes novels. She grew up in Iowa where she 
caught lightning bugs, ran barefoot, and raced her sailboat on Lake Okoboji.  Now she wears flip-flops 
and sails with her husband, Gerry, on Newport Harbor but wishes there were lightning bugs in 

Kathleen exists happily with her witty CPA husband, Gerry, in their 70’s poolside retreat in Southern 
California where she adores time spent with visiting grandchildren, dogs, one bunny, and noisy 
neighbors.  While proud of their five children who’ve flown the coop, she appreciates the luxury of time 
to write.  If you’d enjoy news,  sign up for Kathleen’s newsletter at

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Kathleen Rowland will be awarding a $30 Amazon or Barnes and Noble GC to a randomly drawn 
winner via rafflecopter during the tour.

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