Spring arrives this week and that is cause to celebrate!
So, I'm holding a giveaway!
(You can enter from now until March 26th at 12am. Rafflecopter form is below.)
(You can enter from now until March 26th at 12am. Rafflecopter form is below.)
AND, I'm sharing an excerpt from Devin's Second Chance!
Just because it makes me smile!
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EXCERPT:
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Devin's Second Chance is available here:
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Devin swallowed. He had to stop
that.
She still hadn’t noticed him. He
called out to her, not wanting to surprise her as he had yesterday. He wasn’t
sure he’d be able to keep from kissing her if he saw her pink tongue slip
between her moist lips again.
Claire was sitting on a stool,
bent over, examining a pile of wood. She glanced up when she heard him.
He expected that dimple. He
didn’t get it.
She crossed her arms over her
chest. “Devin, what are you doing here? This…this isn’t a good time.” She
didn’t stand.
“I’m sorry I didn’t call, but—”
“I set a bad precedent, didn’t
I? I showed up at your place without calling. Sorry about that.”
Devin stopped. What else had he
expected? That she’d open her arms to him? That she’d want to kiss him as much as
he wanted to kiss her?
“Did I catch you at a bad time?”
She swallowed, then stared at
the pile of painted wood. Perhaps they’d formed some kind of furniture in the
recent past. Whatever it had been, it was painted to match the stool she was
sitting on.
“What’s this?”
“I…I can’t…” Tears pooled in her
beautiful eyes. Well, damn, now what?
“What’s happened? You’re upset.”
“It’s stupid. You’ll think I’m
stupid for—” She pulled her glasses off and wiped the tears with the heel of
her hand. After she’d replaced her glasses and straightened her shoulders, she
considered him again. “Why are you here, Devin?”
He waited a moment, hoping she’d
tell him why she was so upset, but she needed to calm down first. “Mom found
your camera thing.” He held it out to her.
She rose and took it from him.
Her fingers licked over his palm. Her touch was the strangest thing—like fire
and feathers. It was hot, soft and sent tingling ripples up his arm. He
swallowed.
“You didn’t have to bring it
in.”
“No, I guess I didn’t have to. I
wanted to.” Shit. As soon as the words were out, he knew it was true. He liked
her laughter in his home, her humming, and especially the soft way she touched
his arm when she got excited talking about her progress and her ideas. He’d
been restless from the moment he woke that morning—knowing she’d finished her
work and wouldn’t be back at the farm. He’d wanted to see her, but it was
obvious she was less than thrilled to see him.
Claire’s gaze met his. She was
surprised by his admission. Hell, he
was surprised. Her mouth appeared so soft and it was almost as if she was
leaning toward him. Damn it, he wanted to kiss her.
Devin fisted his hand before he
reached for her. “Now tell me what’s happened.”
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