Guess what? Only 2 more weeks until Passionate Kisses 3: Under the Mistletoe releases, and today I'm sharing an excerpt from that story, MIRACLE OF LOVE, with my readers over at the Passionate Kisses Facebook page. Just in case you aren't on Facebook, though, here's the excerpt for all my faithful blog readers. Remember, this boxed set releases October 13th for only $0.99 (and only for one week) -- you can pre-order it today so you don't forget! Enjoy this excerpt:
Mick sank into her embrace the way he always did — losing himself in her touch, her scent, her breath against his neck. By now, he couldn’t remember when he’d gone from being friends with Annie to falling head over heels for her. It didn’t matter. She’d made it clear long ago that she valued their friendship above anything else, and he’d never do a thing to jeopardize that. She’d had too many boyfriends love her and leave her, and he’d picked up the pieces of her heart too many times over the years, to risk being the one to hurt her.
“What are you doing here?” she said when she finally released him. Her curls fell over her forehead and into hazel eyes. “I didn’t think I’d see you until after the holidays.”
“Didn’t go south with the family this year,” he said gruffly. He rubbed wet snow from the back of his neck. “We’re down two paramedics at the station, so I stayed. Working a lot of overtime, but that’s okay.”
“Are you on call tonight?”
He nodded and pointed at the EMT truck parked outside. “Might be busy with this storm.” He cleared his throat and glanced at the radio on his hip, silent for now. “Hope not, but ya never know.” He managed to look past Annie to the others in the bar. “Hey guys. What’s up?”
Finn gave him a knowing look. Lucas jutted his head in a typical silent greeting. “You stayin’?” Finn asked. “Or are you making rounds with the mayor?”
Mick pulled off his coat and draped it over a chair. Snow dripped to the floor, forming a puddle almost at once. “I’m stayin’.” He hadn’t planned on it, but with Annie here, those plans had changed. “For a while, anyway, or unless I get a call. Roads out to my place are bad. If it’s all the same with you, I’ll hang here. Then probably crash at the station later on.”
Archer lifted a hand in goodbye and backed toward the door. “Guys, I’m serious. Keep an eye on that weather.”
“Bye, Mr. Mayor,” Annie said with a smile. “Thanks for keeping our little town safe.”
Archer grinned and vanished into a swirl of white.
Finn filled a glass with ice. “Ginger ale?” he asked Mick.
“Since I’m on call, yeah. Thanks.”
Lucas pulled up a seat beside Mick, and Annie clambered on the stool to his right. She wore a bright green sweater and tight jeans that hugged her ample curves. God, he loved her body. He loved that she didn’t hide it or complain about it, the way so many other women did.
“So tell me about school,” he said.
She spun the stem of her wine glass in her fingers. Short, no-nonsense nails. No rings. No jewelry at all except the tiny diamond studs in her ears. She’d worn them for years; he remembered the Christmas she’d gotten them from her father. “It’s hard,” she finally said. She took a long drink of wine. “Tougher than I thought it would be. I study all the time, and still sometimes –”
“You’re tough,” he said before she could finish. “I bet it’s nothing you can’t handle.”
Her bottom lip trembled. “I failed a major exam last week.”
He laid a hand on top of hers. “Everyone fails an exam once in a while. Can you retake it?”
She brushed away a tear. “Yes. I have one more shot. But I have to spend all of break studying for it.”
“Then I know that’s what you’ll do.” He squeezed her hand and wished he could do more, touch more. “Let me know if you want a study partner.”
The smile she gave him always brought him to his knees. “Thanks. You always did have more faith in me than I had in myself.”