Good morning. It’s a cool foggy day to end the month of November, but in keeping with the philosophy of shop until you drop, today is the last day for my Cyber Monday sale.
Thank you Angelica and all the other lovely ladies who make this blog possible. I have two 99 cent deals than end today. One of them is for my suspense/romance, Secrets and Lies, https://www.amazon.com/Secrets-Lies-Hearts-Braden-Book-ebook/dp/B0184FUC5U
The other is for my paranormal/romance/suspence, Hello Again, https://www.amazon.com/Hello-Again-Susanne-Matthews-ebook/dp/B01FGN88I6
This morning’s tease comes from Hello Again:
For Charley Winters love means loss and pain. She’s spent the last five years struggling with her grief. Existing, not living. Drawn to Saskatchewan, she travels west take the job she’s always wanted. But life gets complicated when she’s rescued from a vicious tornado by her dead husband’s double, a man who makes her feel things she hasn’t in years. Add to that a native myth, a shaman, a green-eyed wolf, and her husband’s ghost … Can she lift a millennia old curse and find joy and love again?
Here’s your tease:
“In about ten minutes, and don’t look at me like that. I know what’s on your mind, sexy lady, but it’ll have to wait until I get back. Can you imagine the ribbing I’d get if Phil and the boys catch me with my pants down? They should be here shortly, and we have to be in Pembroke by eight to meet up with the rest of the seventy bikers involved. This is one of the largest Ride to Conquer Cancer events in the province. We’ve even got a police escort, but, it’ll be our last ride together this year, so you can stop worrying about me hitting black ice or whatever other disaster you can imagine. Jim has his surgery on Tuesday, and he’ll be out of commission, so we’ve agreed to park the bikes until he can ride with us again. Sort of like showing solidarity for what he’s going through. We might even shave our heads … we’ll see. Some of the new chemotherapy treatments don’t result in hair loss—not that he has a lot to begin with.”
“Wow. When did you decide that?” she asked surprised and strangely relieved, wishing this ride were canceled, too. He and that bike had been inseparable since she’d given it to him when he’d return from his deployment six months ago, and while she knew he was safer here than he’d been in the Afghan desert, she couldn’t stop worrying. Her dad thought he’d been safe, too.
“At the pre-ride meeting on Thursday. I meant to tell you when I got home, but you had other things on your mind than talking.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
Reaching up, he caressed her breasts, slightly larger and more tender now that she was expecting.
“I figure it’ll give you lots of time to get the bike into storage before the bad weather hits.”
“Bad weather? It’s only the beginning of October,” Charley said, lightheartedly. “Let’s hope it holds out until Mid-November at least.”
“Amen. If we decide to keep your car, it’s going to need new tires, and we can’t fit that into the budget until I get my back pay at the end of the month. That money’s going to have to stretch a long way. What are you going to do today?”
She relaxed against him, enjoying the feel of his hands on her body.
“The usual Saturday stuff. Groceries, laundry, and whether we decide to trade her in or not, Matilda needs an oil change. I talked to Steve at the motor pool, and he’s letting me use one of the bays this afternoon. I want to go have a look at the washer-dryer the Willis’s have for sale, too. I don’t mind taking our clothes to the laundromat, but once the baby gets here, it’ll be a different story.”
“I know, and I hope we’ll have enough at the end of the month to cover that, too. I don’t want you carrying hampers full of laundry in the snow, and while I’ll try to be around to help…”
“I know, when duty calls, it hollers, Sergeant. I’ll be fine. I don’t know why I’m so moody.”
The sound of motorcycle engines drew her gaze to the window again. Four Harleys pulled up in front of the house. The riders, all soldiers from the same unit who’d served together in Afghanistan, were close friends.
“The Four Amigos are here,” she said needlessly, turning to face him after setting her coffee mug down. She encircled his neck with her arms, pulled herself as close to him as his leathers would allow. “Promise me you’ll be careful.”
“Always. I have far too much to lose to do anything stupid. Now, it’s your turn to promise me you’ll take it easy today.”
She raised her mouth to his, and he kissed her, the feel of his lips on hers as magical this time as it had been the first time they’d kissed. She opened to him, inviting him in, and drank deeply from him, almost as if she thought she’d never feed from him this way again. His ardor matched hers, but he pulled away too quickly.
“Talk about getting my motor running,” he said, leaning his forehead against hers. Slowly releasing her, he reached for his leather jacket and his old helmet. “Keep my place.” He winked. “I’ll pick up where I left off tonight.”
Want more? Available in ebook or paperback. https://www.amazon.com/Hello-Again-Susanne-Matthews-ebook/dp/B01FGN88I6
Now. please check out the rest of this week’s teasers.