Wistful Whispers Book Tour and Giveaway!

Wistful Whispers by Kaylene Winter

Genre: Contemporary Romance

Wistful Whispers is an irresistible battle of the wills where surrendering to forbidden temptation could cost them everything.

I never promised forever.
A good time? Absolutely.
Heartbreak? Only if they got too attached.

My reputation as a quiet playboy precedes me—women talk, and my ‘talents’ follow me wherever I go. But I’ve always been upfront. No commitments. No expectations. No complications.

Marcella Delgado is nothing but complications. Brilliant. Fierce. Eight years older. And the attorney trying to take down my boss in a malpractice case. She should hate me on sight—hell, she does. But that doesn’t stop the heat between us from igniting the moment we meet.

She’s heard the stories about me firsthand, right there in the depositions. She knows exactly what I’m good at, and even though she fights it, I can see the temptation in her eyes.

One night. One line crossed.
Now my future’s unraveling—and she might be the only thing I don’t want to let go.

For the first time, I want it all.

And I’ll fight like hell to be the man she can’t leave behind.

Excerpt :

The Stakes Are Everything
Miranda’s. Her family deserves hope. Trust. Honesty.
We want to give them their daughter back. It’s important to coach them through what to expect.

I gesture to Layla, the nurse practitioner. “Can you take Miranda into the children’s waiting room and give her one of the iPads? We need to chat with her parents.”

“Sure.” Layla winks at me and leads Miranda from the room, looking over her shoulder with a distinct nod toward the exit sign.
Yeah. I’ve been there. Not going back for seconds.

My longtime mentor, Bryce Caldwell, clears his throat from the other side of the room, reminding me he’s in charge.

“Mr. and Mrs. Black. We’ll be using MRI-guided laser interstitial thermal therapy.”

He doesn’t see the benefit of being soft—a point of contention between us on occasion.

“Lasers make this surgery minimally invasive, and our goal is to remove as many of the tumors as possible while preserving healthy brain function.”

Myra sucks her bottom lip over her teeth. “What are the risks, again?”

“Either way, they’re severe.” Bryce doesn’t sugarcoat.

“The tumors are deep. Near the brainstem and the motor cortex. There’s a significant risk of bleeding, swelling, and neurological damage. Surgery is our best option.”

“Which means there are bad options.” Mr. Black chokes back a sob.

Bryce barely inclines his head. “Leaving the tumors in will make life agonizing. Along the way, Miranda will endure debilitating headaches. Seizures. All sorts of complications. There are always risks in neurosurgery. In my opinion, this operation is the only option.”

Jesus. He’s like a robot.

I step in before the conversation turns completely mechanical.

“We’ve gone over Miranda’s case extensively. Dr. Caldwell is the best. I’ll be assisting every step of the way.” I meet their eyes, my voice steady. “We’ll take care of her like she’s our own.”

Mrs. Black bursts into tears. “Do you promise?”

Something clenches in my chest. “I promise we’ll do everything we can.”

It’s not the answer she wants. It’s the truth.

The OR is cold, sterile, and humming with focused energy. I feel at home here, in a room where nerves don’t exist. Where they can’t exist.

Miranda looks impossibly tiny on the table, her head secured in a rigid frame. I’ve assisted in dozens of surgeries.
Something about this one feels different.

Maybe it’s her age. Maybe it’s the way she looked at me before they wheeled her in here.
Maybe it’s because I need this to go well—not just for her.

For me. For my career. For my sanity.

Bryce stands at the head of the table, his presence commanding. Movements deliberate. He’s been in the game forever. His reputation borders on legendary. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t grateful to be learning under him.

There’s always an unspoken tension between us—the unmovable old-school mentor and the ambitious resident who embraces a new way of patient care, yet still has to prove himself.

“LITT system ready?” Bryce peers over his glasses.

“Ready,” I confirm, my steady hands poised and prepared.

The MRI monitor glows, displaying the biggest tumor in real-time imaging. It’s invasive, nestled dangerously close to critical structures. Not unbeatable, though.

“Target locked.” I focus in. “Ready for ablation.”

Bryce activates the laser. The heat burns through the tumor, destroying the cancerous tissue while sparing the surrounding brain tissue.

It’s delicate, precise work, and I watch every movement with fascination as I do everything he asks of me.

This man is an artist.

For the first hour, everything goes according to plan.
The tumor is responding, shrinking under the guided heat.

Until—

About the Author

When she was only 15, Kaylene Winter wrote her first rocker romance novel starring a fictionalized version of herself, her friends and their gorgeous rocker boyfriends. After living her own rockstar life as a band manager, music promoter and mover and shaker in Seattle during the early 1990’s, Kaylene became a digital media legal strategist helping bring movies, television and music online. Throughout her busy career, Kaylene lost herself in romance novels across all genres inspiring her to realize her life-long dream to be a published author. She lives in Seattle with her amazing husband and dog. She loves to travel, throw lavish dinner parties and support charitable causes supporting arts and animals.

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