We've been having some beautiful weather here in SW Louisiana....cool nights and days in the 70's...PERFECT if you ask me! I'd love it if we had this year around.
I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels that way.
My scheduled guest could not be here today so I thought I'd take this time to share some exciting news with you....
Tempered Dreams is now in audio!
For those of you who are new to me and our blog, here is the blurb and an excerpt.....
Dr. Scott Hensley (introduced in
Tempered Hearts) has built a wall around his heart since the death of his wife
and parents. Katrina Simmons is
recovering from scars inflicted on her as a battered wife. Can dreams be renewed and faith
strengthened? Can they find joy and
peace in God’s love and in love for one another?
Excerpt: “Spend the day with me,” he urged. “We’ll go to my
place. I’ll take a short nap after which we’ll do whatever your little heart
desires.”
“Anything?” she teased.
Her voice was as
enticing as silk and just as alluring. Her excitement set fire to his blood.
“Anything.” he assured in a thick voice.
His smoldering
gaze, as tender as a caress and just as potent, lowered to her lips, lingered,
then raked over her in a hungry gesture before returning to capture hers in a
heated embrace. Trina felt as though he was touching her in the most intimate
of ways. Her cheeks grew hot, her breath lodged in her throat. Desire washed
over her in angry waves. She swallowed hard and tucked trembling hands in her
lap, desperately trying to form a coherent sentence. “Please, Scott, don’t look
at me like that.”
He could
actually feel her trembling response across the table. His voice lowered
another notch. “Like what?”
Trina shook her
head. “Like you’re starving to death and could eat me up. Didn’t you have
enough food?”
Pushing his
plate away, Scott stood and held his hand out to her. Trina placed a trembling
one in his firm grip. Pulling her gently to her feet, Scott raised it to his
mouth, brushing his lips across her knuckles. “Food is not what I’m hungry
for,” he informed her in a husky whisper.
Trina waited as
he paid for their meal then followed him to the parking lot as gracefully as
possible on legs that wobbled. He paused and in a silent gesture, signaled for
her to give him her car keys. His fingers brushed sensuously over her wrist and
palm, grasping hers gently when she placed them in his hand.
Locking his heated gaze with hers, Scott raised
their clasped hands to his lips, this time lingering over the kiss. He nibbled
on her knuckles, teasing the back of her hand with his mouth, then, in one
swift movement, turned his attention to the sensitive flesh of her palm and
wrist, relieving her of her keys and her senses.
Trina felt the
caress to the very core of her being. She moaned, leaning against his hard
frame when he pulled her closer. His heat enveloped her until she burned with
him, for him. And his lips had never even touched hers.
Part of me feels guilty for not coming up with a smart, witty post for today but to tell you the truth, I'm plain wore out. Medicare AEP is 1/2 over (ends Dec. 7th) and it's been B...U....S....Y! So busy in that I had to schedule brake maintenance on my car at 7:30 this morning. I'm even working on Saturday!
Never fear though, our Saturday Spotlight will be up before I head into the office.
After it's over though, I hope to get back to posting each month and promise to do my best to share meaningful words with you - Friends.
Until next time, take care and God bless.
PamT
1 comment:
Congrats on the audio book. I love this story! So glad it's now available to listen to. :)
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