Spotlight / Cover reveal information for DON’T LET GO by Elisabeth Staab
Release Date: 1/23/18

About Don’t Let Go:
Left behind by everyone he’s ever loved, Alonzo Grover lives as if there’s no future. The discovery of a letter from his deceased boyfriend breaks him out of his rut and spurs him to right an old wrong, but the local stick-in-the-mud sheriff’s lieutenant seems determined to ruin all his plans.

Lieutenant Sebastian Haas despises tangling with his small town’s most promiscuous party kid. Alonzo’s youth and recklessness drive him crazy in more ways than one… As does the uncomfortable secret they share. But when Haas’s estranged family arrives in town to throw a wedding he wants no part of, he ends up jumping into Alonzo’s car to avoid everyone.
Together, they wind up on an unexpected road trip. When they hit one setback after another, it looks like they might kill each other before they make it back home. Unless they find something better to do than fight.
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About Elisabeth:
Elisabeth Staab loves passionate stories and happy endings. Her books have been called “emotionally delicious,” “action-packed,” and “gloriously snarky.” When not writing romance, she enjoys date night with her husband, reading Harry Potter with her kids, and marathoning her favorite books or TV series. Find out more at ElisabethStaab.com, follow along on Facebook and Twitter, and keep up with new releases and giveaways by signing up for her newsletter.

Excerpt (Sebastian’s POV):

“Lieutenant Haas! How’s it hanging?”
I know pretty much everyone in this town by name. I also know that old Mr. Rickman calls dispatch for a potential intruder every time squirrels run across his roof, Bailey Crowley can be straightened up by threatening to sick his momma on him, and Alonzo Grover can never let the opportunity to tease me pass him by.
So here we are. “Mr. Grover, I think the better question is, how are you going to stay out of trouble this evening?”
I try not to give much thought to all the times I’ve caught Alonzo misbehaving. Which means I chew on it constantly.
Staring hard into his drink, he shakes his head. For a guy who seems to live to tell the next joke and raise the next toast, he looks practically forlorn. “No worries. I’m on the straight and narrow tonight, Haas.”
Huh. Coming from him, that’s almost funny.
“I hope that means I won’t find you breaking the law in any back alleys anytime soon.” My neck is hot as soon as I let the indictment fly.
He raises his eyebrow, bringing back his usual smile. When Roy Englewood shouts his disapproval at one of the bar TVs, Alonzo slides off his stool to put himself in my space. “Would you be disappointed if I did bad things in a back alley, Haas? Or if I didn’t?” He laughs. It’s quieter though, drier than his usual laugh. “It’s all good, Haas. No need for you to worry about me,” he says.
His smell—a mix of smoke and an intensely musky cologne—creeps right up my nose. I tell myself it’s only impatience that makes me take an extra-deep breath.
My turn to raise the eyebrow, as a to-go cup of coffee lands on the bar in front of me. “You live in my town. It’s my job to worry about you. So do me a favor and give me one less reason to stay up at night, will you?”
What I try to do next is grab my coffee and stride out, like the badass sheriff’s lieutenant I am. The coffee is molten though, and so is Mr. Grover’s stare.
He leans into my space. “How about you let me keep you up for other reasons, huh, Haas?”