Hey readers, seems to me like it's time for another contest...what do you think? Here's the deal:
We all know April showers bring May flowers, but sometimes those rainstorms can bring a little (or a lot!) of romance too. For the next week, I’ll be posting an excerpt each day on my Facebook Fan Page from my published novels (and a couple of WIPs too) that features a “shower scene." Vote for your favorite by email, and the winner will be chosen randomly from all emails to receive a super-cute Coach umbrella (for those REAL spring showers) and your choice of any ebook from my backlist.
And just to whet your reading appetite, here's a (very) brief excerpt from a Lost in Paradise "shower scene..." Enjoy - then "Like" my Facebook Fan Page right here and look for the contest announcment in early April. Hope to see you there!
Eddie raked his fingers through his hair, making it stand on end. Barefoot, he wore a pair of frayed sweats, cut off at the knees, and an old Patriots jersey with the sleeves torn off. A fuzz of pillowcase stuck to his chin, and Ash had to pin her arms to her sides to keep from reaching up to brush it away.
"Can you help me?"
Worry wrinkled his face, and when he looked straight at her, Ash thought she might fall right inside those eyes, those pools of blue, and not come up for a week.
"I found a kitten." He ducked his chin. "Outside in the rain."
"A kitten. A really small one. It was hanging around last night, and then when I went out to get the paper this morning it was still there, sitting in the middle of the sidewalk. Soaking wet."
"So you brought it inside?"
Eddie shrugged. "Well, it was sort of...limping around. And crying. And I thought if I left it out there I'd be about the worst person in the world, so..."
"And now you can't catch it." Ash took a step into the hallway.
"I thought I'd keep it in the bathroom, but it got out."
"Come on." She brushed by him and made her way downstairs. She was already standing in front of his door before she considered whether she should have changed into something more substantial than a cotton robe that barely came to her knees...