I’m baaack!! Yes, after the holidays (fun) and the flu that followed (not so fun) I’m finally defying the awful snow and record breaking cold to get back into the blogging routine.
We actually had a green Christmas – the weatherman says it’s the first in 64 years for our part of the world (Ontario, Canada) and it was really nice. Able to attend all sorts of events with clear roads and no need for heavy parkas and snowboots (mine are ancient, comfortable and have crampons on – rubber and metal covers that help traction on ice but also make a lot of noise.
So now it’s payback time – winter has happened with a vengeance. That’s my house in the picture, just so that all you folks in warmer climes – or Canadian snowbirds sipping cocktails on your balconies in Florida (!) - can have a laugh or two at our expense.
So, to today’s snippet. Another Man’s Son is in ebook and print, and published by The Wild Rose Press #TWRP as part of their Lobster Cove series. It’s romantic suspense, and the idea came when I wondered what would prompt a 21st century young woman to marry someone she hardly knew, just to protect her unborn child. And what would happen when the man who really loves her returns and threatens to sue for custody of the child he believes is his?
Especially when the man she married is part of a wealthy family and the man she really loves is a law officer charged with investigating that family?
Yes, my imagination just kept going and going….
In this excerpt, Kathryn Morgan’s son seven year old son has disappeared. She believes her husband has taken the child just to punish her for an earlier transgression. She is in the Lobster Cove police office, asking cynical acting sheriff Ben Asher, the man she really loves, for help. Here goes:
He should have known she'd come to see him. Women like her treated men like something they'd wipe off the soles of their shoes. Once a man got them out from under his skin, they came running back to try and get that old itch wanting to be scratched again.
Ben's impassive face showed none of his thoughts as five minutes later one of the deputies, Roy Webb, showed a pale-faced Kathryn into the office. Ben thanked the deputy, then silently indicated that Kathryn should sit on one of the hard, uncomfortable visitors' chair before returning to concentrate on the papers he was reading.
Or pretending to read – the sight of her took his breath away again, and he watched her covertly from under his brows. Dark rings under her eyes accentuated her paleness, and she was thinner than he remembered, dressed in an expensive designer suit in a pale oyster color that accentuated that pale skin and luminous green eyes. Her features had matured and she had developed a poise that suited her. The pretty girl he had known had become a stunningly beautiful woman.
Finally, when he could put it off no longer, Ben signed his name with a flourish and dropped the paperwork back into its file in his out basket. He leaned back in his chair, met her direct gaze and asked: "What can I do for you, Mrs. Morgan?"
Something flickered across her face at his tone, at the slight emphasis on her married title. She pushed back a stray lock of hair with fingers that shook a little, but her voice was even as she replied. "I've come to you because I need help, Ben."
Another Man’s Son is available on TWRP website, and on most Amazon sites.