About Jana
When Jana read her first romance novel, she
immediately knew two things: she had to commit the stories running through her
head to paper, and they had to end with a happily ever after. She also knew
she’d found what she was meant to do. Since then she’s never met a romance
genre she didn’t like. She writes contemporary romance, romantic suspense, and
historical romance set in World War Two, in lengths ranging from short story to
full length novel. Just for fun, she throws in generous helpings of humor, and
the occasional dash of the paranormal. Her paranormal romantic suspense “Seeing
Things” was a 2008 EPPIE finalist.
In her life away from writing, Jana is an
accountant/admin assistant, a mother to two grown daughters, and a wife to her
husband Warren. She enjoys golf, yoga, movies, concerts, travel and reading,
not necessarily in that order. She and her husband live in Winnipeg, Canada
with their Pug/Terrier cross Lou and several unnamed goldfish. She loves to
hear from readers and can be reached through her website.
Love is worth the risk…
As the sisters struggle to breathe new life
into the failing lodge, old fears and questions rise to the surface even as new
love presents itself. Why did their father murder their mother? What truths did
their grandparents keep from them? The sisters must fight to keep the wounds of
the past from putting their futures, and their fledgling relationships, in
jeopardy.
Excerpt
She’d just
placed the last dish on the drain board when
Ethan entered the kitchen, his hair still damp from his shower. He’d shaved
with the razor she’d found for him and was wearing his own clothes again. Once more the elegant, well-dressed businessman.
The chasm grew between them even as he stood
in her kitchen. She was stupid to believe there could ever be anything aside
from business between them.
She lifted
her chin, determined not to let her façade slip. “I’ve gathered all my
estimates and drawings and put them in a bag so you can take them with you.”
“I
appreciate that.”
They walked
together to the front door, and Harper
lifted his beautiful overcoat from the coat tree. It still held the scent of
his after-shave, and she had to resist the
urge to raise it to her nose and breathe it in. Instead, she held it out to him with a forced smile. “Have a safe trip
back to Minneapolis, Ethan.”
“Thanks.”
He took the coat from her and slipped it on. “I want to thank you for your
hospitality.”
“It was my
pleasure.”
So formal.
But it was the only way she could get through the next few minutes.
He picked
up the cloth bag with all her information on the renovation project. “Goodbye,
Harper. I’ll be in touch soon.”
“Goodbye.” She shook his outstretched hand briefly.
He opened
the front door and headed toward his truck. Harper grabbed a sweater from the
coat tree and stood in the open doorway watching him leave, not quite able to
shut the door on him despite the biting cold.
Halfway to
the truck, Ethan stopped. For a second, he
stood completely still, his head bowed. Then he dropped the bag, turned on his
heel, and walked back to her, his steps full of purpose.
“Did you
forget something?”
“Yeah.”
He pulled
her into his arms, his mouth descending on hers with an urgency that set her
blood on fire. She moaned as she molded herself against him, her arms winding
around his neck, her fingers tangling in his damp hair. He swept her mouth with
his tongue, demanding a response. She gave herself over to his kiss, loving the
sweet taste of his mouth, the clean smell of his skin, the solid feel of his
body.
All too
soon he broke the kiss. He grasped her shoulders and pushed away from her, breathing hard. She searched his
face for answers.
“I have to
go,” he said. “I’ll call you soon.”
She nodded,
unable to speak. He released her and walked back to
his truck. No longer sheltered in his arms, the bitter cold swept through her.
She pulled her sweater more securely around her shoulders.
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