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Door Two and
Jessie,
Book 2 in the Georgia Hearts series
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Jessie, she's a romance writer. The Jeweled Flash
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Jessie
Book
2 in the Georgia Hearts series
Blurb:
Widowed,
Jessica Templeton-Harris, writes romances and does emergency
infant care for the county. Newborn Missy Alexander has one living
relative, her Uncle, Daniel Alexander, confirmed bachelor and
DEA agent working undercover in South America.
When he asks Jess for help in adopting Missy, can she say no to the
man who has stolen her heart or the child she has grown to love?
Below is an excerpt:
His presence on her porch didn’t make her feel threaten, but
neither did it bring a sense of calm. His body screamed Rambo, but
his overall demeanor was more like Jason Bourne. It was just his
shear size that intimidated. He was easily twice her size and weight
and probably able to bench press her if he wanted to. She
straightened her spine.
“Man-oh-man,” she muttered softly. “If his face and arms are
any indication, this guy doesn’t have an ounce of extra fat on his
body.” The printed t-shirt that proclaimed his love of country
music was stretched across his broad chest, but just as impressive
were his shoulders and biceps that the shirt was trying to strangle.
“Oh my,” she murmured again. What could he want? She wasn’t
convinced it was safe to open the door, but it helped a bit to ease
her mind just knowing she had the recently-installed clear-glass
storm door. At least now she could open the front door and still
have a solid, locked barrier between her and the man who was reaching
out to ring the bell again.
“Oh, no! The baby.” Jess quickly unlocked the heavy oak door
and pulled it halfway open, not surprised to see that the man was
considerably larger than the viewer led her to believe. She allowed
her gaze a quick trip from his greasy hair down to his dirty, scuffed
cowboy boots. His deep tan made it obvious that he worked
outdoors…and mercy alive, whatever he did, it kept him in great
physical condition.
Her gaze darted back to his face when he cleared his throat. She felt
her neck growing warm. He had caught her staring…well, actually it
had been a bit more like ogling, but surely he was used to women
staring at him.
“Sorry. Um, may I help you?” She had never been fond of
paybacks, but that was exactly what he was giving her. She forced
herself to remain still while the bluest eyes she’d ever seen slid
from the ponytail on the crown of her head down to the ragged-edged,
cut-off denims that stopped too many inches above her knees. After
hovering for a moment, his gaze dropped to her bare feet where it
lingered. His eyes opened a bit wider and his eyebrows arched just a
fraction, but a frown tugged her brows downward when a smile lifted
the corners of his mouth.
She had never worried about
putting on shoes just to answer her door, but the Neanderthal on her
front porch was laughing at her hot pink, polished toenails. She
cleared her throat, much like he had, but he ignored her and allowed
his eyes to make a lazy journey back up to connect with hers. Her
face was burning. She had never felt so under-dressed in her life.
Behind
Door Two
Blurb:
After
her parents and twin sister are killed, Cecilia Drummond won’t
believe she could be next. Detective Lance Brodin must keep her
alive, but will she cooperate? She gives up her dream and takes over
the family business, refusing to back down or hide. Lance works to
keep her alive and she works to find out who’s stealing from the
company. Can they live long enough to find love?
Below is an excerpt:
Flying
had always been as natural as swimming or horseback riding...until
now.
What
would it feel like to suddenly realize your plane was going to crash?
Does your life really flash before your eyes like they say?
Cecilia
Drummond shifted in the confines of her first-class seat, glancing
out the tiny portal to reassure herself that the plane was still in
the clouds …and level.
Would
she panic and scream as it plummeted 34,000 feet to crash in a rural
field or a crowded city street? No, she was sure she wouldn’t be a
screamer, but just the thought made her heart rate spike as she wiped
her suddenly damp palms on the cocktail napkin. Cecilia leaned
slightly forward to lift heavy black hair from her damp neck,
berating herself for not taking an extra couple minutes to twist it
up into a clip before closing her condo door for the last time.
She
sighed with relief to see the woman on her right was still asleep.
Embarrassing displays of emotion didn’t count if no one saw them.
Yeah, right.
Cecilia
willed herself to relax, her head resting back against the seat.
With her eyes closed, she took a few slow, deep breaths, counting as
she exhaled. Her mind wouldn’t rest, wouldn’t stop conjuring up
useless questions—questions that she could not possibly know the
answer to unless she experienced the moment. Like, would she be calm
and stoic? No, calm was too much to imagine. Sure, she’d panic,
but behind it she was sure there would be anger. She would be
pissed.
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