 | Hi Feindish Followers! Throwback Thursday is the one day of the week where I give you excerpts from my older titles. Today I thought I'd bring you Tomorrow's Promise :) I wrote this story in my first year, but it had to go through a few incarnations before you get to where it is today. In this book, I was able to touch upon touchy subjects such as: * Loss of a Child * Divorce * Drunk Driving * Women in non traditional roles. I didn't set out to do this, the story just kind of evolved that way. Oh and isn't the cover gorgeous? I love it. It perfectly encapsulated Genie and Michael to my mind. Anyway, here is the excerpt. I hope you enjoy it! |
Tomorrow's Promise
The small restaurant lay ahead, and she gave a silent sigh of relief. “What a beautiful bride,” and “We couldn’t be happier for them,” echoed around her as she plodded forward and up to the small white building.
Her silly thin heel caught on a board as she rose up the steps, and a firm hand gripped her arm. “I have you.”
Warmth spread through her from the point of contact, and the liquid voice made her knees nearly melt. “Thanks.”
The hand stayed, and she wanted to move closer toward it. Her breathing shallowed out, and she shivered.
“You’re cold?” That voice again and this time she turned. Her eyes took in the tanned face, deeply lined as if showing the trials and tribulations of his life. His dark hair was short and flecked with grey, though she doubted he was as old as he looked.
“Umm, no. But thanks.” She gazed at him. “You must be from Karin’s side, then?”
He smiled slightly, just an uptick of his mouth. “I’m kind of from both sides. I’m David.” He slipped his hand away from her arm and pulled back. She knew who he was, Karin’s ex.
This was David? He was gorgeous! With cat green eyes and a physique to make any girl swoon. And even better, he was taller than she was. She couldn’t control her exhalation.
“Hi, David. I’m Genie, one of Michael’s mess mates.” She smiled, feeling fascinated for the first time since meeting the groom.
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The small restaurant lay ahead, and she gave a silent sigh of relief. “What a beautiful bride,” and “We couldn’t be happier for them,” echoed around her as she plodded forward and up to the small white building.
Her silly thin heel caught on a board as she rose up the steps, and a firm hand gripped her arm. “I have you.”
Warmth spread through her from the point of contact, and the liquid voice made her knees nearly melt. “Thanks.”
The hand stayed, and she wanted to move closer toward it. Her breathing shallowed out, and she shivered.
“You’re cold?” That voice again and this time she turned. Her eyes took in the tanned face, deeply lined as if showing the trials and tribulations of his life. His dark hair was short and flecked with grey, though she doubted he was as old as he looked.
“Umm, no. But thanks.” She gazed at him. “You must be from Karin’s side, then?”
He smiled slightly, just an uptick of his mouth. “I’m kind of from both sides. I’m David.” He slipped his hand away from her arm and pulled back. She knew who he was, Karin’s ex.
This was David? He was gorgeous! With cat green eyes and a physique to make any girl swoon. And even better, he was taller than she was. She couldn’t control her exhalation.
“Hi, David. I’m Genie, one of Michael’s mess mates.” She smiled, feeling fascinated for the first time since meeting the groom.
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