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Genre: Contemporary Romance with strong women fiction elements
Four women...
One fatal car wreck...
Everyone's lives changed...
Marketing Exec’s Widow
But does he really love her or her money?
Excerpt:
“Lead the way, beautiful.” Hagan brushed his hand lightly
across her back.
Hot tingles danced along her spine. Jen rushed forward. Whoa.
As a new widow, she shouldn’t find the man attractive. Even if he was hot.
Drawing on her professional reserve, she stifled the urge to
race up the stairs and slowed her pace. “I...uh...believe there are four rooms
on the second level.”
The wood floor groaned under Hagan’s weight and his
footsteps echoed through the empty house. “Any other houses in the area for
sale?”
Reaching the landing, she sailed across and stopped by the
first bedroom door. A brief glimpse revealed the same disappointing result as
the space downstairs. “No, but there are a number of small towns nearby that
might have what you’re looking for.”
An enticing male scent floated through the air, a second
before a hand gripped the doorframe by her shoulder.
Every female gene
sprang to attention at his close proximity.
Desire poured through her, drenching her with emotions she
hadn’t felt in months, hell, maybe even years. Her knees wobbled and she
staggered into the doorframe, but remained standing.
Hagan peered over her shoulder and blocked her retreat. “Not
bad, if I want to have another office suite up here. I can tear out this wall
and make a larger lobby, or close off the doorway and create another entrance
into the room.” He wandered to the next bedroom.
She gulped in a quick breath and air screamed back into her
lungs. The residual scent of his citrusy cologne flowed in too and prompted her
out-of-control hormones to form images of him: lying in bed, on top of her, his
chest nestled against hers, his lips a breath away from…
Oh, my, a year without sex and I’m losing it.
Craig, why didn’t you divorce me before you died?
Jen gathered her strength and followed Hagan through the house.
The easy flow of his long limbs showed incredible grace for a big man. So
tempting, yet, she couldn’t pursue him. Not now, not with everyone watching
her, they expected her to act like a grieving widow. If she didn’t, they’d
forever brand her as an unloving wife.
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