Angel of Mercy
A
Disturbing/Dark Contemporary Romance
With a
Happy Ending
During my years watching football…
A missed catch,
A missed field goal kick,
A missed tackle
Results in someone who is drinking a beer as he watches the game
on TV declaring he could have caught the ball, kicked the ball between the
field goals, or tackled the guy with the ball.
Seriously, guys. If it were so easy, they wouldn’t have to pay so
much for the players. They could just invite TV viewers to stop by and make the
touchdown.
About Liza
Liza
lives in Denville, NJ with her dog Jess. They hike in fabulous woods every day,
rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an adventurous nature, she learned to fly
small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in
New York, scuba dive with great white sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur
bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and raft a class four river in Tasmania.
She’s an avid gardener, amateur photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and
graphic arts. Yet through her entire life, her first love has and always will
be writing novels.
About Angel of Mercy
Carla
Jones accidentally runs over and paralyzes a policeman. She ignores her
lawyer's advice and pleads guilty to the charges, and accepts the judge’s
ruling ‘that she broke him, now she has to fix him.’ Trying very hard to ignore
his outrageous and frequently hateful behavior, she takes the handsome officer
into her home and dedicates her life to one goal: making him walk again. She
never imagines the twists and turns her life and heart will take the day she
brings him home.
Excerpt
On Saturday, Carla was pleased
to discover Steve had only invited Raymond, Tom, and Lucky to watch the game.
She had grown concerned when Steve filled an entire shopping cart full of junk
food delicacies and bought enough beer and alcohol to host a college keg party.
She had hoped she might be able
to get some work done while Steve watched the game with his friends, but he
insisted she join them and be one of the guys. To her surprise, she had fun.
Lucky’s over dramatization of
every emotion, both joy and despair, was quite comical. Tom’s constant
declaration that he could have caught the ball, thrown the ball, made the
tackle, was so consistent that when the kicker missed a field goal, Carla
sighed. “It’s a shame Tom hadn’t been the kicker.”
Steve and Lucky burst into laughter, while Tom
vociferously declared, “It was a damn shame, because I could have brought those
three points home!”
When the game ended and the
guys left, Steve wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back against
his chest. “That was fun. You had fun, didn’t you?”
She tilted her head up and
smiled at him. “I had fun.” He turned her around so she faced him and kissed
her softly on her lips.
“The only thing I don’t like
about treating you like a guy is that I can’t hold you in my arms and kiss you,
’cause I don’t hug and kiss my friends.” He then smiled and edged her towards
the couch. “But I think I’m going to find the wait makes it all the sweeter.”
He kissed her as his hands expertly
began to remove her clothes.
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