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| Fallen Leaves by Tina Gayle |
Fallen Leaves Blurb -
As autumn comes to the
Winston estate in Ohio, Amber Harrison learns further lessons in her new
position as keeper for the spirits and ghosts who haunt the estate--and further
lessons in love, too. She and her love, Carter Miller, grapple with the fears
and passions of new love, while caught up in the storm of ancient family drama.
This is the second book
in the unfolding saga of the psychics and talents associated with the Winston
estate, a sheltered place where past, present, and future are woven into a
single dramatic tapestry of love and desire. The tale spans multiple
generations, multiple eras, and offers something special for all ages of
reader. A sexy, erotic winner, with an assortment of couples to appeal to most
tastes.
Excerpt:
Excerpt:
“How long before you install the new cabinets?”
He turned on the ladder. His dark brown eyes
captured her, engulfing her in an encompassing warmth. She melted under his
heated gaze, which ran from the top of her head to the white socks on her feet.
He lifted a brow at her attire, but he didn’t comment on her pink sweat suit.
“With the old cabinets out of the way, I need to
knock down this wall and tear up the flooring. The electrical work is next on
the agenda.” He climbed off the ladder, yanked off his gloves, and slid a hand
through his thick, wavy hair.
“It might be awhile before we install the new
cabinets. Right now, we’re simply working to remove the old stuff so we can
start fresh.” He smiled, which didn’t hide the dark circles under his eyes or the
fatigue in the slump of his shoulders.
“There’s no hurry. If you’re busy with something
else, this can wait until your Dad and Mattie come home next week.”
“No, Dad doesn’t want her dealing with this mess.”
Carter unbuckled his tool belt and placed it on a workbench. “I promised him I’d
have it done.”
“Is Grant helping?” Amber stepped around several
pieces of sheetrock and stray bits of wood, to the bottom of the stairs.
He walked to the backdoor. “Friday, his classes are
over at noon.”
With his hand resting on the doorknob, he appeared
anxious to leave. “I’m headed to lunch, and then I need to drop by the office
for a while. Are you sure you’re okay here by yourself?”
Amber toyed with the idea of saying no. She missed
the taste of his lips and the strength of his arms, but she nodded instead. “Yes,
I’m fine.”
After opening the door, he paused. “I guess I’ll see
you later.”
She waved and turned to head to her room, satisfied she’d
at least gotten him to talk. Her leaden feet trudged up the steps. Unexcited,
she contemplated her latest assignment from the family council. How could she
achieve such an impossible task?
Hope you have a wonderful day,
Tina
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