Private Messages by Connie Lafortune Book Tour and Giveaway :)
by Connie Lafortune
Genre: Romantic Suspense
For so long, my very existence teetered on the brink of death
That's what happens when you lose the other piece of your heart
I can't sleep, write or work
Until, I meet him
The one who won't let me fade back into the darkness
Now, I'm feeling things that I shouldn't
But the man is determined to breathe me back to life
And, it's been so long since I took a breath
I've been called a cold heartless bastard one too many times
However, I didn't get to where I am by not taking chances
I'm the successful owner of Club Syn
And then I meet her
I'm torn between my mysterious caller and the raging storm
Now, I'm feeling things I've never felt before
One is untouchable, the other continues to push me away
And, it's been so long since I've been inspired
I'm just about to enter my room from the balcony when someone says, "And I was just beginning to enjoy the view." What the hell? I glance in the direction of said voice and my knees become weak when the owner of that voice strikes a match. His beautiful face is revealed in the orange glow. Normally, I'm a walking, talking thesaurus, but he has rendered me speechless. this man oozes confidence and masculinity throughout every fiver of his being. And how the hell did i not notice before that our balconies are only separated by a wrought-iron railing? "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," the man said. "You were lost in thought before and I didn't want to disturb you." The last thing I want to do is start a conversation, but it would be rude to ignore him. Wouldn't it/ "You didn't startle me, I just have a million things on my mind right at the moment." "Ah, I see. And I'm not one of them,' he adds, while running his fingers through his unruly hair. "How could you possibly be on my mind when we've never met?" I wish could take that back when in three short strides, the railing is the only object separating us. which ge could easily hurdle with his long legs. this is the second time today my heart is in my throat. "Oh, quite the contrary. We met at the books & Babes afterparty last month. Briefly, I might add, but nevertheless, unforgettable." No, no, no. It can't be! What are the chances of me running into my drunken one-night stand? Ugh, it was the first and last time in my life that I did the walk of shame. What a nightmare this turned out to be. "I'm up for a repeat performance, if you're game. It might be just what you need to unwind," he murmurs, while leaning his elbows on the railing. Waiting for an answer . . .
Author of contemporary/romantic suspense. Rebel, coffee addict and incurable romantic. If she's not in her office writing, you can bet she's curled up in a comfy chair with her nose buried in a book.
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