Friday, August 21, 2015

That Sexy Time of Day ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #MSSAuthors #Saturday7 #MSS106


Welcome to the 106th week of My Sexy Saturday.

This week’s theme: That Sexy Time of Day

There are people who make love in the morning. There are people who make love at night. Or maybe it’s the afternoon. Whenever it is, it’s that sexy time of day.

And today I'm subletting my blog to Rue Allyn. She's here to promote her new book and show us her book boyfriend. Take it away Rue. 

Hi Zrinka, thank you very much for this chance to share a bit of Knight Errant with you and your readers.

He had failed to dent her serene armor. Worse, he had committed himself to a troublesome and unnecessary journey to Palermo. How had she done it? Without saying a word, Juliana had somehow bent his will to hers, and he had not even gotten her clear promise to return to England. 
He studied her shining calm. His father had worn a similar serenity. Robert had adored the man’s good-natured control. Control that cloaked an evil too great to tolerate, even in a beloved parent.
What threat to a man’s soul did Lady Juliana hide beneath her tranquility?  He watched the gentle sway of her hips as she went to help the cook with his pots. Robert’s body hardened, despite the knowledge that he would never touch her. The woman was a menace. Edward was right to want her under some man’s thumb. It could not happen soon enough to suit Robert. 
Too bad Palermo lay more than a month distant and the same back again. ’Twas more weeks of traveling with her serenity than he wanted to risk. But risk it he must. He could not simply ignore her. Before they reached Palermo, he had to convince Juliana to return to England. Saint Swithan’s shroud! How he was to accomplish that without setting hands on her, he did not know. 

Every medieval woman needs a weapon, Juliana Verault’s sharpest blade is her smile, but Robert Clarwyn soon realizes how to get under the lady’s guard. For more about Knight Errant and my other books I provide a blurb and links below.


BLURB
Lady Juliana Verault gladly left England—and its men—far behind in her quest to live as a Beguine. But the Christian community ceases to provide a safe haven when she’s called to travel to Palermo, Italy, where she’s entrusted with a letter from the pope that could radically change the church’s stance on women. Juliana holds the key to upending the power structure throughout Europe, but only if she can dodge her cousin, King Edward I of England, and his betrothal plans for her.
Edward sets Sir Robert Clarwyn, a knight errant and loyal hunter of criminals and traitors, on Juliana’s trail to retrieve her. Robert has never failed to bring home his target before … but then, he has never encountered a quarry like Lady Juliana, who can befuddle and bemuse him with just a smile. 
If he can’t find a way to compel her to return to England, he’ll lose any chance of regaining his family lands and redeeming his heritage. Yet Juliana must complete her mission or risk endangering her gender’s future in the faith.
With danger and intrigue mounting, Robert and Juliana must rely on each other and be willing to risk everything … including their hearts.

LINKS


ABOUT RUE

   Author of historical, contemporary and erotic romances, I fell in love with happily ever after the day I heard my first story. (Yes, I was a precocious little brat who read at the age of two, but I could hear much earlier than that.) I studied literature for far too many years before discovering that writing stories was much more fun than analyzing them. Heck, as an author, I get to read the story before anyone else. I am happily married to my sweetheart of many, many years. My husband and I share the home of two cats, who condescend to allow me to feed them and clean their litter box. (The cats only tolerate my husband's assistance when I am not available.)They occasionally permit me to pet them but demand my love and attention as their right. (Funny, my husband demands the same. Could I be married to my cats? Does that make me a trigamist?) Regardless of my specific relationship status with our cats, I am in awe of their feline ability to dominate with half a glance or a mere twitch of tail. Insatiably curious, an avid reader and traveler, I love to hear from readers about your favorite books and real life adventures. Crazy Cat stories are especially welcome. You can send me your words of wisdom... Don't shake your head at me; all words are wise in one context or another. You can trust me on this; I'm an author. As I was saying, you can send your words of wisdom, humor, and friendship to me at contact@RueAllyn.com. Can't wait to hear from you.

Thank you, Rue for being my guest on this week's My Sexy Saturday. Stay sexy and visit all of the below participating blogs. 

Stay sexy and visit all of the participating blogs


Saturday, August 15, 2015

My Sexy Boyfriend ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #MSSAuthors #Saturday7 #MSS105

Welcome to the 105th week of My Sexy Saturday.

This week’s theme: My Sexy Boyfriend

No need to explain it. You all know what a boyfriend is and isn’t. 


Here's your sexy excerpt from Rose of Crimson:


A gentle squeeze on Kate’s forearm jerked her from the vision. The clink of a metal baseball bat hitting the ball catapulted her back into present. The young firefighter who had greeted them ran backward with his gloved hand outstretched.
She blinked a few times until she got her bearings back. “Why did you end the vision here?”
“Because I’m hungry and I thought to spare you boring wedding details.” Miles brushed his knuckles on her arm. “Am I wrong to skip that part? I mean, maybe you’d like to see Dobrila’s dress fittings, arguments with the cooks, carts delivering food, entertainers trying to line up the next act…”
His grimace and flailing hands tickled her insides. She let out a loud chuckle. Darn it, she should’ve guessed he’d read her thoughts. “As if you need to ask. Besides, I’m sure your servants bustled around running the chores.”
“Wasn’t sure your thoughts weren’t clear on that, but now that you confirmed, I guess I’ll skip over it. And yes, servants did all the grunt work. Still, I wanted everything to be perfect for our day.” He stretched out his long legs and got on his feet. “Let’s eat. There’s a nice restaurant offering Mediterranean cuisine, the owners are Croatians. Are you in mood for some calamari or black mussels or even grilled squid?”
The mention of delicacies from her native cooking caused her mouth to water. She sucked the moisture gathering over her tongue and swallowed. “I’d love all of it.”
He pulled her to standing. “Then what are we waiting for? Before I forget, you must be looking forward to your convocation?”
She frowned and shrugged. “I neither look forward to it nor do I care.”
“Why is that?” Astonishment crept to his tone.
“Because I’m not going.”
“Why not?”
She shrugged and lowered her head. “All students will have family and friends attending. And I have no one. I can use the time better looking for apartment and a job. I have to move out. The building is for students.”
Rose of Crimson 205
“And what am I, if not a friend?” His penetrating gaze cut her to the core, but it was the sincerity in his questions that convinced her to grant his wish. Though she’d love it if he was more than a friend. Someday…
“Okay. If you want to attend my graduating ceremony, I’ll invite you.” Before he could utter another word, she pointed at him. “It comes with a condition, though.”
He quirked an eyebrow. “What kind of condition?”
Would he agree to her request? There was no way she could wait another week or a day. “You show me the rest of the story tonight. There couldn’t be much of it left.”
“You’re right, there isn’t. Can’t wait, can you?”
“Tonight, after dinner,” she demanded.
With his hands propped on his narrow hips, he chewed on his lower lip, his stare fixed at the ground. “Fine, you win.” He leveled his eyes with hers. “However, I want to try another thing. I asked you not to hold hands to see if we can establish the link without a touch, and it worked. Now, I want to test the distance the link spans. I’ll contact you sometime tonight.”
She raised her eyebrows. Establish a connection without physical touch and how far it spans? What was he up to? “If this experiment of yours doesn’t work, then you’re calling me on the phone.”
“Persistent, I see.” He jutted his chin. “Fine, as long as I get to see you pick up your diploma next week during the ceremony.”
“Why do you want to see me in the black gown and a funny, square cap with tassels?”
Tilting his head, he took hold of her elbow. “So I can treat my favorite graduate to lunch.”

BLURB

KATE ROKOV‘s grades are plummeting. She needs to get the voice out of her head or she will flunk her finals.
MATTHIAS ZRIN, a three centuries old immortal, born into an aristocratic family as Miles Rušinić, is enthralled with Kate. It is his voice preventing Kate from sleeping and her ignorance is testing his limits. He wants her to write down his story to settle his wife’s earthbound spirit. His tragic love story has become Kate’s obsession since fifth grade during her summer trip to Rušinić castle.
Their coming together settles the old spirit and breaks an ancient curse, and in doing so, a flame spanning over three centuries reignites and burns with wild desire. In this tale of two life times and desire versus emotional need, both know some dreams will have to wait for the right time, but the magic between them is impossible to withstand.

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Friday, August 7, 2015

Late Summer Sexy ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #MSSAuthors #Saturday7 #MSS104



Welcome to the 104th week of My Sexy Saturday.

This week’s theme: Late Summer Sexy

Think of the last days on the beach or an island or in the mountains. You know, the end of summer is coming. Or in another words "the winter is coming". 

But there are still plenty of lazy, hazy summer days left. So why not spend them with a great book in your hands. 



EXCERPT 
The late summer breeze shoved small waves toward the shore. Seated on the beach, Kate reveled in the smell of pine and the soft chirping of the cicadas. The sight of her boys cooperating in the building of a sand castle while she instructed them from the deep shade sent a hint of guilt through her.
Matthias had forbidden her from staying in the sun for too long. He was right, though. The dizziness spun her head after a few minutes, despite the wide brimmed hat. The pain killers
she was prescribed turned her into a real zombie and she’d rather listen to her doctor’s orders so she didn’t need the pills.
One of Doctor Leone’s recommendations was to have sex and lots of it. Apparently, releasing the Oxycontin during climax rejuvenated the brain cells and helped in healing. Matthias was
happy to oblige and, two weeks later, aside from dizziness when staying out in the sun too long, she hardly suffered from any symptoms of her concussion.
Still, sadness nibbled at her mind. They would leave this enchanted islet next week. But, the summer had come to an end. She’d have to take the boys shopping for back to school as soon as they returned. At least they’d be in the same classroom and she wouldn’t need to meet with three different teachers.
The rustling in the bush drew her attention. Matthias approached, digital camera in his hands, and crouched in front of her. “Well, the police officers agree with me. The hole was
dug by someone on purpose. I took more pictures.”
She caressed his handsome face. “The hole is becoming your obsession. Just let it go.”
“I can’t. There are shovel markings in the soil and on the rocks. I intend to find out who did this and why.”
With both her hands cupping his cheeks, she tilted his head down so their eyes met. “How are you going to find out? Why would anyone go through the trouble of digging it?”
“Too many unanswered questions.” He raised his finger. “But once I find who did it, let God help him.”
She shot him a stern glance. “Matthias, promise you won’t do anything rash. I don’t want any trouble with the law.”
“Don’t worry.” He took her hand in his, reassuring her with a smile. “I won’t do what you are thinking.”
She grabbed onto the brim of her hat as a gust of wind threatened to blow the sombrero off her head. “What am I thinking?”
He exhaled loudly. “I can read your thoughts loud and clear. You are afraid I’ll kill the person, but you’re wrong. I’ll turn him into the police.”
“We’re leaving in a week’s time. The trail will go cold.” She stood, adjusting her bikini top. “In the meantime, I want to grab as many swims in the Adriatic as I can and put the incident behind me.”
He glanced at the boys, immersed in their sand play. “We should sneak down here tonight and give another healing boost to your brain cells.”
“Doctor’s orders? I can hardly wait.”
Maybe it was the head injury, but she hadn’t heard the sad, longing piano melody since her accident. Or could it be Emina had crossed over and had taken the sweet sounds with her?
Cool water surrounded her, reaching as high as her knees. She splashed some at Matthias. He groaned and sprang onto his feet. Scrambling out of his black t-shirt, he took two steps to
her and scooped her into his arms. His mouth seized hers. Their tongues collided in a demanding union. A moan escaped her as he pulled on the string, releasing her breasts from the constraints of her bikini top.
“Hey, not in front of the kids,” Fortuno hissed, his words shattering the lustful moment.
Kate panted against Matthias’s chest, retying her swimsuit. What was she thinking? Had Fortuno not interrupted them, she’d have let Matthias have his way with her right in front of
the boys.

BLURB
BLURB
Love isn’t in the cards for her…

After her short failed marriage, Kate tries to rebuild her life and takes a position as a nanny to three small boys. She quickly grows to love them, but their father, terrifies her, while igniting a passion she didn’t know she possessed. Disturbed by his distant manner with his sons, Kate struggles to make him more involved in the boys’ daily lives. Her efforts are mysteriously supported by an entity that cannot really exist. Or can she? And if she does exist, is she really trying to help Kate, or just take over her body?

But when he deals the hand, all bets are off…

Six years after his beloved wife passed away, Matthias is still trying to become the father she wanted him to be. Not an easy task for a three-centuries-old immortal. His search for the ultimate nanny ends when Kate Rokov stumbles to his home and into his arms. The immediate attraction he feels for her seems like a betrayal of his dead wife, a love he’s harboured for over three hundred years. But when Kate is stalked by a deadly stranger, life he clung to in the past begins to crumble and break down. Can Matthias learn to trust and to love again in time to save his family from disaster, or will his stubborn pride destroy everything worth living for?

So stay sexy and visit all of the below participating blogs. 




Friday, July 17, 2015

My Sexy Woman ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors




Welcome to the 101st week of My Sexy Saturday.

This week’s theme is My Sexy Woman. Yes, this is our nod to the heroines. You all know what make them sexy and wonderful. Need we say more! You know what we think is sexy and if you’re new to the blog, look at any of the past weeks. We don’t need to explain it. Sexy is sexy and everyone has their own idea of sexy.






She raised her arm, inviting him to her under the warm blanket. He shifted closer. Her skin brushed against his and hilt of her dagger strapped to her thigh dug into his leg. To his surprise she pressed her mouth to his and wrapped the cover around him. His lips responded to hers in an instant. He swiped his tongue over her tempting rosy lips and pushed them apart. While their tongues met in slow, soft union, he untied the scabbard from her leg and tucked her weapon under the blanket. Lowering her, he covered every inch of her body with his. She panted while he caressed her face as gently as he could and cursed his frozen fingers.
He took a hold of her hand, resting on his shoulder, and pressed a kiss on her fingertips. “Are you sure you want this, Sirena?”
“Carmen. My name is Carmen.” Her hot breath brushed his cheek.
“Carmen.”
“Yes.” she licked her lips, causing them to glisten.
“I like your name.” He slid his hand down her slender neck as her glazed eyes filled with desire. “It suits you.”
The dim light of the oil lamp revealed a fierce hunger in her eyes. He wanted all of her, not just her body tonight, but her mind and soul forever. Threading his fingers in her curls, he pulled her closer to him and sealed her lips with another hard kiss. This time he could not suppress his vigor bursting in his veins. He nibbled and caressed her. The strength of her lust intensified his desire.



BLURB

The last thing Captain Sirena expected to find on a desolate island was...him!

When Carmen Ventura takes up her post as commander of the Strega, she becomes the new Captain Sirena, the legendary pirate most people think is just a myth created to scare children. Her first quest is to search for the “treasured chest” hidden by her predecessor. But before she can even begin the hunt, she runs into Marko Lucin, captain of the Levant and Carmen’s most insane adventure yet.

How can the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen be a bloody pirate?

Never one to pass up an adventure, especially where pretty women are concerned, Marko finds his ultimate challenge in Carmen. Not only does he fall for her courage, spunk, and intelligence, but the lady pirate can also help him get what he wants—the famous treasure everyone whispers about. His only problem—how long can he play the charming captain before she discovers his true intentions?


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Friday, July 10, 2015

We’re Sexy HOT! ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors #MSS100


 Welcome to the 100th week of My Sexy Saturday.

This week’s theme is We’re Sexy HOT! There are so many things we can think about saying at this momentous time. Sexy is sexy and everyone has their own idea of sexy.
And today I'm subletting my blog to fellow author, Jami Gray. This is her idea of sexy. 

Excerpt from SHADOW’S EDGE, the first in the exciting, award-winning series, The Kyn Kronicles. And it’s FREE for the Summer, so come take a peek and grab your copy while you can…

SHADOW’S EDGE
By Jami Gray

“You can run and hide, Raine.” His eyes were dark. “But, I’m a damn good hunter.”

His challenge sparked her pride. She shocked them both by reaching up and threading her fingers through his thick hair. Running her nails against his scalp, visible chills cascaded down his arms. Using the velvet strands as a handle she brought his head down for a kiss. Not some wimpy kiss either. If she was doing this, she was doing it right. It may be her only chance.

Using the tip of her tongue she traced his lips, startled at how soft they were. When he parted them for her, she took advantage of the opportunity, sliding her tongue inside. Closing her eyes, she felt her body respond, arching closer to his heat. It was like moving into the warm sunshine after standing in the cool shadows. Desire moved under her skin, warming places she hadn’t known existed.

His taste, like warm sherry and dark spices, invaded her, making her breath catch. She lost herself in the moment, with this man.

And she wanted to stay lost.

The unfamiliar thought jerked her eyes open, and she found his green ones focused solely on her, dark with arousal. Seeing such a totally male expression on his face brought an unexpected flare of pride.

With her body fully pressed against his, there was no escaping how in the moment he was. Slowly, she ended the kiss. Her fingers relaxed, releasing his hair, letting the strands slide over her skin before moving her hands to his shoulders. He truly was a beautiful man.

Then, because it was almost too serious, she leaned up and dropped a light kiss on the tip of his nose. Catching his startled grin, she pulled out of his arms.
Her voice was unsteady, almost husky, “I wouldn’t call it running, Gavin.” Turning on watery legs, she walked down the hall to the front door, while every hormone screamed for her to stay.

He followed, reaching above her to hold the door open as she stepped onto his front porch. “Then what would you call it?”

She turned and met his eyes, her gaze as serious as her voice, “Trying to decide if you’re worth the risk.”




SHADOW’S EDGE, Book 1 of the Kyn Kronicles #1
Everyone fears what hunts in the shadows—especially the monsters…

When the supernatural lurks in the shadows of the mundane, hunting monsters requires unique skills, like those of Raine McCord. A series of deaths threatens to reveal the Kyn community and forces her to partner with the sexy Gavin Durand.

As the trail leads to the foundation haunting Raine’s childhood, she and Gavin must unravel lies and betrayals to discover not only each other, but the emerging threat to them and the entire magical community.



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BIO:
Jami Gray is the award winning, multi-published author of the Urban Fantasy series, The Kyn Kronicles, and the Paranormal Romantic Suspense series, PSY-IV Teams. She can be soothed with coffee and chocolate. Surrounded by Star Wars obsessed males and two female labs moonlighting as the Fur Minxes, she escapes by playing with the voices in her head.

She can be found lurking in these virtual locations:

Website:     www.JamiGray.com






Stay sexy and visit all of the below participating blogs.



Friday, July 3, 2015

Keeping It Sexy ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors #MSS99


Welcome to the 99th week of My Sexy Saturday.

This week’s theme is Keeping It Sexy and we’re thinking about all the wonderful things that lovers do to and for each other. Think about those special vacations, those sexy beach or mountain homes or maybe it’s just a fun day at the spa. Or taking a ride in the latest spaceship or seeing the home they’ve built together for the very first time. There are things that all lovers do to keep their love fresh, alive and inviting to each other. It’s all those special sexy environments that we’re talking about.


So here's an excerpt from my debut novel "Bonded by Crimson" available in all formats at Black Opal Books, Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes & Noble Kobobooks and All Romance eBooks





“We’re leaving in a week’s time. The trail will go cold.” She stood, adjusting her bikini top. “In the meantime, I want to grab as many swims in the Adriatic as I can and put the incident behind me.”
He glanced at the boys, immersed in their sand play. “We should sneak down here tonight and give another healing boost to your brain cells.”
“Doctor’s orders? I can hardly wait.” Maybe it was the head injury, but she hadn’t heard the sad, longing piano melody since her accident. Or could it be Emina had crossed over and had taken the sweet sounds with her?
Cool water surrounded her, reaching as high as her knees. She splashed some at Matthias. He groaned and sprang to his feet. Scrambling out of his black t-shirt, he took two steps to
her and scooped her into his arms. His mouth seized hers. Their tongues collided in a demanding union. A moan escaped her as he pulled on the string, releasing her breasts from the constraints of her bikini top.
“Hey, not in front of the kids,” Fortuno hissed, his words shattering the lustful moment.
Kate panted against Matthias’s chest, retying her swimsuit. What was she thinking? Had Fortuno not interrupted them, she’d have let Matthias have his way with her right in front of the boys.

BLURB
Love isn’t in the cards for her…

After her short failed marriage, Kate tries to rebuild her life and takes a position as a nanny to three small boys. She quickly grows to love them, but their father, terrifies her, while igniting a passion she didn’t know she possessed. Disturbed by his distant manner with his sons, Kate struggles to make him more involved in the boys’ daily lives. Her efforts are mysteriously supported by an entity that cannot really exist. Or can she? And if she does exist, is she really trying to help Kate, or just take over her body?

But when he deals the hand, all bets are off…

Six years after his beloved wife passed away, Matthias is still trying to become the father she wanted him to be. Not an easy task for a three-centuries-old immortal. His search for the ultimate nanny ends when Kate Rokov stumbles to his home and into his arms. The immediate attraction he feels for her seems like a betrayal of his dead wife, a love he’s harbored for over three hundred years. But when Kate is stalked by a deadly stranger, life he clung to in the past begins to crumble and break down. Can Matthias learn to trust and to love again in time to save his family from disaster, or will his stubborn pride destroy everything worth living for?

Stay sexy and visit all of the below participating blogs. 

Friday, June 26, 2015

Our Sexy Man ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors #MSS98




Our Sexy Man

Welcome to the 98th week of My Sexy Saturday.

This week’s theme is Our Sexy Man and need we say more. This is all about the sexy men in our books. The young ones, the old ones, the middle aged ones, the ones who turn us on like no other. It’s all about the sexy, hot romance they bring to the pages of the books we read and the books we write.

Again, this theme has no genre, no rules except that the characters we’re talking about are male and sexy beyond all belief. They are great lovers, great fathers, great at everything they do. They may be rich, poor, or the boy next door. They could be a spaceship captain, a cowboy or the billionaire seeking to find that special significant other. The one thing we do know is that they are hot, hot, HOT!






He turned into his driveway. Smoke trickled through an open window sent a rush of adrenaline though him.
Inside the garage, the fire alarm shrieked, and he ran into the house. Olivia fanned the
device on the ceiling with a piece of cardboard. Windows and the back doors stood wide
open. Gray smoke poured out of the oven and hung in the air, choking him with the
stench of burned food. Milo bounced and laughed with all his might around the chair she
stood on.
The wooden seat tipped and she flapped her hands. Tom wrapped his arm around her waist.
Surprise flashed on her face as he steadied her. “You’re home already.”
He raised his voice to be heard over the ear-splitting sound. “I’ll take care of the alarm, step down. Milo, will you please close the back door?”
“Yes, Daddy.” The boy skittered away, leaving the space around the smoke alarm free for Tom to work.
At the press of the button, the shrill ceased. Olivia’s expression relaxed and she
slumped. Tears welled in her eyes. “I’m the world’s worst mother and wife.”
Laughter tickled the roof of his mouth, but he pressed his lips hard to keep it from
bursting out. She was getting better in the kitchen. At least her attempt hadn’t brought on
the local fire department, like the last time. He wrapped his arms around her. “Honey,
you’re too hard on yourself.”
Brushing a tear from her cheek, she cut him a guilty glance. “Hard? You have no idea.
If you didn’t arrive when you did, the house would’ve burned down. I almost forgot Milo
and then I ran out with Rosie in my arms and didn’t have time to dress her for the
outdoors. There, I confess, I’m useless.”
“You’re not useless. At the end of the day, everything’s fine, we’re all accounted for
and we survived.” Tom kissed her hair, catching a whiff of smoke. “Let’s see if dinner is salvageable.”
He opened the oven door a crack, but at the sight of charred meat he slammed it shut.
At least the smoldering from the stove had ceased, but the smell would no doubt stay for days. “Nope.” He grabbed the phone. “Chinese food?”
She took a seat at the kitchen table and shrugged, her face crumpled. “My appetite is
gone. I wanted to surprise you, but…” Her voice trailed off and turned into another sob.
The small buttons on the phone’s dial pad played their soft tones as he dialed the
restaurant. “It’s all right. I wasn’t in a mood for chicken fingers and fries.”
She laughed through tears and his pulse quickened. His love for her bubbled up, the
need to make her happy a driving force. “See, no harm done. Shall I order our usual?”
She nodded. “Chop suey, wonton soup, and egg rolls.”
Tom winked, but the fact she knew “the usual” unraveled the knot in his guts. For a moment, even he’d suspected she really was his wife’s double sent from some parallel world. Her mishaps almost convinced him of the theory he refused to believe.
Rosie’s cooing came in through the baby monitor. Olivia stood. “I’m surprised the alarm didn’t wake her. I’ll go get her.”
“She’d sleep through any clangor.” Tom turned his attention to the phone as someone
finally picked up his call. “Yes, can I’d like to place an order for delivery?”
“Where’s Mommy’s big girl?” Olivia’s soft voice filled the kitchen through the
monitoring device. He had a hard time concentrating on the menu in front of him.
With dinner taken care of, he placed his iPod on the docking station and shuffled through the songs in his library. He picked Song Tied Us. The band joined in with the mandolin after an intro, the male singer’s deep voice sang in perfect harmony with a female vocal. Tom couldn’t resist and he cranked up the volume.
Olivia strolled in, Rosie in her arms. “I like this song. What’s it about?”
He wrapped his girls in a bear hug, leading Olivia to follow his steps. “The refrain
tells how we are tied together through song in good times and bad, giving us happiness no matter who we are.”
Her eyes sparkled. “I’m not one for poetry, but those are beautiful lyrics.”
“Yes, they are. Unfortunately, much of the beauty is lost in translation.”
Milo ran up to them and joined them in their slow dance. Tom hummed along with the
song as it came to an end with the chime of xylophone. Three songs later, the doorbell announced the arrival of their dinner.
“Let’s eat.” Tom carried the bag to the kitchen and set in on the table.
Milo climbed onto his chair next to Olivia. “After, can we dance again?”
“It’ll be your bed time by then.” Tom sliced up a portion of chicken into bite-size
pieces, dished out a spoonful of vegetables and placed the plate in front of the boy.
“Mommy will get you into your pj's and I’ll read you a story.”
“Not fair.” With a pout, Milo buried his face in his hands. “Rosie gets to stay up.”
“She won’t stay up for long.” Tom raised his finger and stopped his son’s attempt at
another complaint. “You know who’s coming to town and he sees you when you are
sleeping and knows when you’re awake.”
The boy’s eyes widened and he returned his attention to his plate.
Olivia’s fork hovered mid-air, a piece of broccoli speared on the tines. “That song gave me creeps when I was a kid. To think some old guy from North Pole watches while you’re sleeping and knows if you’re good or bad.”
A low chuckle rolled Tom’s stomach. “It works wonders on kids. Speaking of the big guy, the kids should have pictures taken with Santa.”
Milo’s fork clunked on the plate and he raised his arms over his head. “Yay!”
Olivia’s chewing ceased and she swallowed hard. “I never had my picture taken with him.”
Milo blinked and his mouth dropped. “Why not, Mommy?”
She turned to Tom, an awkward smile on her lips. “I shouldn’t say it in front of Milo.”
“You can tell me later.” Tom picked at the food on his plate. Her confession knotted his stomach anew. Milo was just a baby then, but they had a picture taken with Santa at Tom’s office party.
With dinner behind them, Tom cleaned the kitchen while Olivia took Milo upstairs.
By the way the boy’s feet dragged on the tiles, Tom suspected the good night story would
not be needed.
The multicolored dragon in Rosie’s hands crinkled as the baby kneaded the toy’s ears.
Tom placed the last of the leftovers in the fridge, and picked up his daughter from the high chair.
He turned the kitchen lights off and carried Rosie to the living room. He sat her on his lap. “And how was your day?”
The baby reached for his nose. He chuckled when her little hand squeezed, blocking his airflow.
“You have one too. Right here.” He tapped the tip of her nose.
Rosie’s grin prompted Tom to kiss her. “You may be Daddy’s girl, but you resemble your mom. And you’ve got her willpower.”
At a soft laugh, he turned to see Olivia standing in the threshold. “It’s the truth, look at her. She’s a copy of you.”
Olivia’s hips swayed as she strolled to the couch, making Tom gulp. “And Milo’s all you.”
“Yes, he resembles me, but he loves his mommy.”


Blurb: Olivia Owen, a busy, single, high-functioning, corporate executive officer, is not afraid to die a spinster for the sake of her career. But in an alternate reality world, bridged by the angel of her Down’s syndrome sister, she meets Tom Medar, a dedicated, Croatian defense attorney who dreams of the right woman, but never has time to find her. Together they foil an adulterous murder plot while discovering there’s room for love and family in their busy lives—but not before they are separated again.
When they awaken from their alternate world, will they be able to cross countries to find each other again?


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