Congratulations to Veronica, winner of a copy of Afterglow. Thanks to all of you who participated in the Swept Away Blog Hop!
Ahh, February. Month of hearts and valentines. Or, here in the northeastern part of United States, month of ice storms and blizzards. Maybe we all need some hearts and flowers to warm us this time of year. A good book can warm a winter's day faster than a blazing firelog.
Here's a little love to warm your heart from my new romantic comedy, Afterglow.
The heroine, India, has a bit of a crush on a much younger man. She's not so sure the feeling is mutual. Until this happens:
I was nearly too embarrassed to face Mitch. Upending a suture kit had been bad enough, but this… I mean, here we were having a friendly dinner. And here was Red, turning it into something sordid. I did face Mitch though. I owed him an apology.
“That bit about…You’re not a boy,” I said.
Mitch smiled. “Nice of you to acknowledge that.”
“And Red Lansing is an idiot. An idiot who jumps to conclusions.” I could feel my face go hot. Mitch grinned at me. “I guess it is kind of funny,” I said.
“I don’t think it’s funny at all.” Mitch took my hand and kissed the place where the cast had been. Which, had I wanted to delude myself, could have been misconstrued as a friendly kiss. The next kiss, though, was a direct hit. On the lips, with feeling, and there was no misconstruing that at all.
Mitch took my chin in his hand. “I’ve wanted to do that ever since you showed up in my ER,” he said.
“I don’t know what to say,” I stuttered out.
“Maybe you should think about it,” Mitch said. “I’ll go home and you can think about it.” He fished his car keys from his pocket and let himself out the door. Halfway down the stairs he stopped and turned. “Don’t think too long,” he said. Then he was gone.
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