Dearly Beloved
Single mom Marcy Garrett yearns for a soul mate but finds it
difficult to trust people. The victim of several blind dates gone horribly
wrong, she reluctantly agrees to yet another, with a well-known author.
Western writer Frank Anderson isn't looking for love. Since
his wife died six years ago, all he wants is to be left alone with his solitary
plans for the future. To make his sister happy, he agrees to meet Marcy, but he
has every intention of telling her he's not interested in a relationship.
After a surprisingly enjoyable evening, fate intervenes as
they say goodbye. Can one unplanned kiss on a magical snowy night melt Frank's
lonely heart and overcome Marcy's doubts?
Rating: Sensual
Page Count: 52
Word Count: 12563
978-1-61217-771-7 Digital
Excerpt:
As she shoved open the heavy, dragon-guarded double doors of
the Jade Wok, Marcy glanced nervously around the lobby. She wasn’t nervous that
he wouldn’t turn up—she felt absolutely sure that Frank Anderson wasn’t the
kind of man who would stand a woman up. He just hadn’t arrived yet. She was
nervous about what might happen after he did turn up.
A waiter looked at her, one eyebrow raised.
“I’m waiting for someone, he should be here any minute—” As
if on cue, the doors behind her opened, letting in a rush of chilly night air.
Marcy turned, and her breath caught in her throat. It wasn’t
so much that he was good-looking, his features were too rough and irregular for
that—it was more a matter of his presence, his tallness, the grave intensity of
his dark blue gaze. He had thick, ruffled graying hair and he ran his hands
through it as if annoyed.
“Marcy Garrett?”
For a moment, she was too flummoxed to even know her own
name but managed to nod. “You must be Frank!” she blurted, inwardly cringing at
how stupid she sounded.
They were shown to a table and handed menus. He glanced
around.
“It’s nice in here, isn’t it?” she gabbled. “The decor is
very restrained for a Chinese restaurant—of course all the dragons and what
have you are fun—but the food is really something special, and the service is
great. I always come here on my birthday. They have a take-out menu, too.”
Shut up, shut up, she thought, and felt herself flush bright
red.
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