What’s a future bride to do when she utters another man’s name in her fiancé’s arms–– a name she thought she had erased from her heart after one blissful night, years ago? Before setting a wedding date, Mary-Beth Drake must reassure herself she has outgrown her youthful infatuation for handsome surgeon Yves Malroux. A trip to France and training with Yves would convince her she’s in control of her emotions. Except that sparks fly between them. Will Mary-Beth ever realize who’s her right man?
Excerpt:
“Love you, Yves.” Marie-Beth Drake purred and cuddled deeper against her lover’s broad chest.
Already half-asleep, Steve squeezed her to his side, with a faint “Hmm”. Soon, his light snores filled the air. Sated and relaxed, she stroked his silvery hair. “Love you—”
She froze.
What had she called him?
Oh God, oh God. Had she said Steve or… Yves?
Her fiancé grumbled in his sleep. She immediately yanked her hand away from his head. Her fingers flew to her lips and her stomach somersaulted. She couldn’t have whispered the loathsome name? She’d buried it long ago and forgotten the sexy French doctor and his charismatic smile.
Had Steve noticed the slip of her tongue?
Heart pounding, she studied his closed eyes and slightly gaping mouth. Not to worry. Her fiancé slept as peacefully as a man content with life—as he did every night.
Shivering with mortification, she slid out of his arms. Her throat ached with sudden dryness as she covered herself with a robe and rushed downstairs.
In the living room, she grabbed a bottle of Merlot from the bar, filled a glass and swallowed it, and poured a second one. Her mind in shambles, she settled on the sofa to organize her thoughts.
Hanging over the fireplace, her fiancé’s portrait focused a serious look at her. She blinked. “I don’t know how it happened. Honestly,” she groaned with an apologetic grimace.
Sultry images of the French surgeon obscured her vision. Yves smiling, his knuckles caressing her cheeks, his face reaching closer to hers. She snatched her head back and touched her lips, swollen from Steve’s kisses. And remembered Yves’s passionate embrace. “No, please.” Her world tilted on its axis.
Weary and confused, she emptied her glass. “You’re history. Gone, Dr. Malroux.” To think he’d left Boston the next day after the blissful night she’d spent in his arms, and never came back, never called the chubby medical student she’d been then. “No more crazy dreams or heartaches,” she scolded in a strangled groan.
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20 comments:
I like this Mona! I really do.
OOPS! Now I need to learn what she will do.
Amazon here everyody comes! I'll let you know if I can buy it in the UK Mona!
Mona--wow. That cover is great...and the excerpt definitely grabbed my attention. Gather you thoughts after downing a glass of Merlot and pouring another? No, I'd be asleep! Congratulations!
Thanks Beth. I'm so happy you like it.
Mary, you want to know what she'll do, get the book sweetie!!! It's there, LOL
Nancy, it's available at amzon.uk.
Celia, I'm glad you like the cover. I worked on it for a week. Like you I'm not a wine drinker, but two glasses make me giggle not sleep.
OK ladies the book is only for 99 cents. Let me know you bought, and I'm rushing to buy yours.
By the way, this book is based on a true episode that happened to a friend, except that my friend did the opposite of what my heroine did.
LOL. So when I read the book, I'll know what your friend did, too. ;)
What a horrible predicament to be in. I'm betting she goes with love and can't wait to see how she gets there!
Ouch! She's in a akward position.
Two glasses of wine and I'll forget your name!
Oh no! Sounds like an interesting dilemma, Mona. Thanks for sharing. I love the cover!
Hi Barbara, yes my friend's decision was the opposite of the one I had Mary-Beth make. But both are happy with their decisions and their love. Yeah!
Hi Mary, my heroine is in love with her fiance now. Yes she goes with love, but which man?!
Hi Linda, I was like you. Two glasses of wine knocked me down, until my business trips to Russia taught me that drinking vodka was part of my job description. Wine has almost no alcohol compare to vodka. LOL
Hi Calisa, so glad you like the cover. The story is every bit as good.
Sounds like another great story set in a beautiful location.
Mona, I really enjoyed this story. I'm such a sucker for your international settings. Good luck with sales. You did a great job putting the cover together, too. That would have been a challenge for me.
Smiles
Steph
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