Happy Monday! It’s an especially happy Monday for me because my novella CHILL OUT is being released into the wide world today. Yay! Here’s the blurb:
Renata Cabral needs to hide for the weekend. Her cousin’s Valentine’s Day wedding means she’ll face embarrassing questions from her large, extended family. Questions like “Why aren’t you married yet?” Since the breakup of her last relationship, she’s not ready to answer that question. She invents a work-related excuse and escapes to a friend’s lakeside cottage.
Noah Brownlee has been hiding for two years. But now he’s ready to come home and mend his broken relationship with his brother. When a friend offers the use of his lakeside cottage, Noah arrives in the middle of a blizzard with his English Mastiff, only to find the place is already occupied. With her big brown eyes and quirky sense of humor, Renata stirs feelings he thought long dead.
As the blizzard rages, the candy hearts predict love. Can Valentine’s Day work its magic between them?
And here’s an excerpt:
“I can’t let fresh snow like this go to waste.”
She let herself fall backward into the snow, then moved her arms and legs in a windshield-wiper fashion.
“What are you doing?” Noah asked.
“Didn’t you ever make snow angels when you were a kid?”
“Maybe when I was a kid.” His tone told her he thought snow angels were meant to stay in childhood. Didn’t he play anymore?
“Come on, give it a try. It’s fun.”
“Okay, but if one of my extremities freezes off, it’s your fault.”
With that, he fell backwards beside her. Renata laughed in delight.
“See? Isn’t that fun?”
Noah flapped his arms and legs in the snow with a huge smile on his face. “Yeah, it kind of is.”
“You know what else is fun?”
He turned to look at her. “What?”
Renata grabbed a mitt-full of snow. “Giving face washes.”
She pushed the snow into his face, and then jumped out of his reach. He sputtered for a moment and brushed snow from his face before leaping to his feet.
“Now you’ve done it!”
Laughing, Renata ran toward the cottage, but Noah was too fast for her. He caught her around the waist and spun her around.
“I should dunk you in the snow for that!”
“But you won’t. You’re too much of a gentleman.”
“You’d be surprised at how ungentlemanly I feel right now.”
Her breath stopped at the look in his eyes. He crushed her against his body and lowered his head to kiss her. The cold skin of his face contrasted with the heat of his mouth. He tasted sweet, like blueberries and sugar, and she swept his mouth with her tongue to taste every bit of him.