Jennifer McKenzie
Romance--Boy meets girl. Romantic Suspense--Boy meets girl with dead bodies.
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Chatting At Ebook Love
Here's my cover for my upcoming release with Cobblestone Press. Isn't it gorgeous?Cobblestone is chatting at Ebook Love and I'm one of the authors giving away one of my books.
So, I'd like to give you all a little "taste" of "A Taste of Christmas".
“So do I. So why haven’t I met you before? My family specializes in socializing with other rich winery owners. The Durst family is well known, so how have you avoided me?”
Eying him suspiciously, she realized the charm that usually turned her off was lowering her guard. “Didn’t you know? They only let me out twice a month. I’m the crazy sister. They’ve kept me hidden in the attic for years.” She tried to look mysterious, but it must have failed because he laughed.
“That would explain it.” Something about the way he was looking at her made her blood flow faster. Heat rose in her face. To hide her discomfort, she took another sip of her beer.
“I have the codes and passwords for the website written down for you in my purse.” She reached for her black bag on the bar.
“I told you.” He looked out at the large screen TV in the corner of the bar. “That’s not why I called.”
Tabitha looked at his profile. He had a perfect Roman nose, gorgeous chocolate brown eyes, and he was tall and good looking. Why would this guy call me? Don’t ask. Who needs that kind of rejection?
There was one swig left of her beer. She drank it, put the bottle on the bar, and shrugged. “Well, if you’re not going to tell me the real reason, I’ll just go home and go back to bed.”
She stepped away from the bar and found a wall of chest in front of her. Tipping her head up, she looked at him. “What’s the idea?” There was a scent of pine and wood about him. It went to her head and made her dizzy.
“I want you to ask me why.”
“No.”
He looked down at her. “Why not?”
“Because then you’ll tell me.”
“That makes no sense.” Jim shook his head.
God, she wanted to run her fingers through his hair. But instead, she simply said, “See? You’re better off if I leave. I make no sense.”
Tabitha went to move, and he blocked her again. "Tell me why you won’t ask me.”
“Why won’t you just tell me?” She countered.
The sudden smile that spread across his face was not reassuring. “Why don’t I just show you why I called instead?”
Before Tabitha recognized his intent, she found herself in his arms and getting the pants kissed off her. Almost literally. She forgot she was in a bar. She forgot Jim was a virtual stranger. She forgot everything but those fantastic lips doing wonderful things to hers. Somewhere in the background she heard hoots, whistles, and a couple of people yelling, “Get a room!”
I'll be checking in at Ebook Love today and this will be part of my contest. Hope you all enjoy. The winner will win a copy of my other Christmas release, "Yule "Tied".
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