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About Tina
Tina
grew up a dreamer and loved to escape into the world of books.
After years of working in the business world doing a variety of jobs, she decided to try her hand at writing. Her books touch the heart and show the true joy of being a woman.
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the first chapter of any of her books by visiting her website.After years of working in the business world doing a variety of jobs, she decided to try her hand at writing. Her books touch the heart and show the true joy of being a woman.
About STORMY
A widower, a divorcee, co-workers, lovers... a
future together... marriage?
Consoling each other for years over each other’s
misfortune, Karen and Daniel turn a friendship into a weekend of unbridled
red-hot passion. The heat between them
leads to thoughts of a future together.
That is…
Until children, an ex-husband, an unexpected
heart attack, a conniving trophy-wife, guilt and personal choices come between
them. Will the heat of their passion,
let them break from the past and move into the future?
An excerpt from STORMY
“Damn it, Daniel, if I find you with a young
chickadee like I did my ex-husband,” she growled as she trudged up the
staircase. “I might be tempted to...”
Her gaze immediately fell on the empty king-size
bed. Exasperated by her inability to find him, she quickly scanned the entire
room...desk area, open closet, bathroom... the door closed. Light glowed
through the seam between the floor and the bottom edge. “Daniel, if you’re in
the bathroom come out this minute.”
The entrance opened, and he stood in the
doorway.
Problem, he wore only a towel.
Awe, shit... she didn’t need to
see his bare chest covered in crisp dark hair, the sculptured muscles of his
arms and shoulders, developed pecs, and thick thighs.
Damn, how was she
supposed to resist such temptation?
Desire added to the anxiety she’d already
experienced on her drive here, lit her anger. “Why the hell didn’t you answer
your phone? I’ve been calling and texting you for the last two hours.”
A confused frown passed over his handsome face.
Instead of responding, he stepped to the bedside table. He lifted his cell
phone and clicked a few buttons.
Unable to contain her impatience, Karen stalked
forward.
He glanced up when she grew closer and showed
her the phone. “I don’t understand it. I don’t show receiving any messages or
calls. The signals must have gotten lost because of the storm.”
She’d suspected as much. Still, she refused to
let him off the hook because he could’ve contacted her before he left town.
“You should’ve called me. But no...”
Having endured his inability to communicate for
months now, she stabbed her finger through the air at him. “You never call. You
always expect me to phone you. Well, I’ve had it.”
The distance closed between them and she stood
inches from him. Her fingertip tapped his chest. Static electricity sparked
between them and her fist unfolded. She stumbled backward.
“Whoa.” Daniel caught her around the waist with
one hand and held her close. His phone landed on the bed before he circled his
other arm around her. His strong grip held her steady and didn’t allow her to
step away. “You’re right. I guess I’m just use to...”
“Don’t say it. I’ve heard it too many times.
Sharon might have resented the interruptions, but I’m not her. I’m never in any
type of meeting that you could possibly disrupt.” Karen spread her hands over
his chest and worked to maintain a smidgen of distance. Nevertheless, with him
so near, his warmth surrounding her in a seductive cocoon, she had to fight the
urge to melt against him.
“Yes, but if I called you whenever I wanted we’d
never get off the phone.” The husky tone of his voice pulled her gaze upward.
Spying the silly grin on his face, she shook her
head. “Don’t play with me, Daniel. I was worried that something bad might’ve
happened to you.”
He cupped the back of her neck and guided her
head to his shoulder. “You worry too much. Nothing’s going to happen to an old
dog like me.”
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