Summer's
Family Affair
by
Cynthia Gail
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
BLURB:
Jenny
Cohen defines successful independence: she put herself through
college, couldn’t ask for better friends, owns a consulting firm,
wears designer clothes, and just moved into her dream home . . . But
she’s alone, except for her ailing mother whom she supports in a
nursing home. As the marketing consultant for Chester, Dorsey &
Tanner, she’s surrounded by male attention. Too bad it’s the
overly-protective big-brother type.
Architect,
Craig Stone, hasn’t looked at another woman since his wife passed
away four years ago. His time is taken—building a career while
trying to be both mother and father to his eight-year-old son. But
when his appointment with the largest development firm in Nashville
is double-booked with a black-haired beauty, he finds himself
reaching for new possibilities.
The
attraction sets off more fireworks than the Fourth of July. Yet,
their relationship is riddled with issues neither one of them
expected. Somewhere in the middle they must find a way to compromise
or let go of a chance for love they may never find again.
EXCERPT;
“Ms.
Cohen,” he said, “we still have a few more questions, if you
don’t mind sitting back down.”
“I do
mind, Detective. My car is totaled.” She pointed to her red BMW Z4
convertible, now an ugly pile of metal being loaded onto the back of
a tow truck. “I’m tired and sore and I want to go home. If you
have any more questions, I would be happy to meet you at your office
on Monday morning.”
“Ms.
Cohen, you don’t understand,” he said.
“No,
you don’t understand. I’ve given my statement three times and I
don’t know anything else. Now, is somebody going to give me a ride
home or do I need to call a cab?”
“Ms.
Cohen—”
“She’s
finished, Detective.”
Jenny
turned and saw Craig standing less than three feet behind her. He was
wearing a black suit, royal-blue shirt, and matching necktie. What
a sight for sore eyes . . .
“I can
give you a ride home. Let me take your bag.” He held out his hand
and she let him take it. “Come on. I think you’ve had enough.”
As bad
as she felt and knew she looked, she couldn’t turn away his offer.
She fumbled through her purse, found a business card, and handed it
to the detective. “Call me on Monday if you need more information.”
She
turned back to Craig, who now stood so close she caught a hint of his
cologne and couldn’t help the shiver that ran up her spine. He
pulled a card from his wallet and handed it to the officer. “If you
call her before Monday, call Mr. Warner first. He would be happy to
make arrangements for any meeting you can justify to his
satisfaction.”
Suddenly,
he lifted her into his arms.
“Craig!
Please, put me down,” she shrieked, then tried to compose herself.
“I can walk just fine. I know I look like a train wreck, but I’m
really okay.” Okay if she only referred to injuries. Being cradled
against him, she could feel the taut muscles of his chest and her
heart almost stopped.
“Jenny,
you have no shoes and the street is covered in broken glass and
plastic. I’m not letting you walk across it with just socks on your
feet.”
Resigned,
she relaxed and laid her head on his shoulder. “Thank you,” she
whispered into his neck and breathed in a lungful of deep musk.
“That’s
better. My car isn’t far. I’ll have you home in just a few
minutes.”
AUTHOR
Bio and Links:
My
husband and I live in the suburbs of Nashville, Tennessee with our
three dogs. When I'm not working or writing, I can be found with
family and friends. I love to bake in the winter, grill in the
summer, and on occasion, I sneak away from everyone and curl up with
a good book.
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