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Blurb:
When ARP
warden Molly sees a light shining through the darkness of London on a cold
winter's night in the middle of the blitz she's infuriated with the careless
American who struck it. Doesn't he know there's a war on?
Guy's
just trying to find his way through a maze of unlit streets. He's very sorry
and Molly reluctantly forgives him. When he accompanies her on her nightly
rounds the two learn about each other, themselves and whether it's really
possible to fall in love in only one night - especially when there's no
guarantee of tomorrow.
Excerpt:
They stood silently. Slowly her hand came out of
her pocket to rest on the top of his arm. The other one reached up to gently
touch his cheek. He could see the glint of her eyes, those impossible brown
eyes, as she gazed up at him gravely.
“Are you going to kiss me?” Her cool British voice
gave him no inclination of how she felt.
“Is that what you want?” Guy wasn’t sure what he
would do if the answer was no.
She didn’t reply, and he took that for her answer.
Quickly he undid the clasp on her helmet and pulled it away, letting it drop to
the ground without a thought. Free of its weight, she tilted her face up, her
lips dark and full in the black night, and settled more deeply into his grasp.
It was invitation enough.
He bent his head toward her.
Her lips were soft and cold. Willing, but
tentative. Her arms circled his neck, and he pulled her to him more tightly,
body to body despite the thick winter clothing they both wore.
The night
suddenly got a lot warmer.
The kiss didn’t last long. It was too sweet to be
sustained, and they were too new to the sensation to change it into something
more. As soon as Guy sensed Molly withdrawing, he broke it off.
But he didn’t release her. And she made no move to
pull away.
“Was that a mistake?” he asked.
“No.” Molly sounded quite sure, and Guy’s heart
soared. But then she continued, “However, repeating it might be.”
Author Bio:
Barbara
Burke’s peripatetic life means she’s lived everywhere from a suburban house in
a small town to a funky apartment in a big city, and from an architecturally
designed estate deep in the forest to a cedar shack on the edge of the ocean.
Everywhere she’s gone she’s been accompanied by her husband, her animals and
her books. For the last fifteen years she’s worked as a freelance journalist
and has won several awards. She was a fan of Jane Austen long before that lady
was discovered by revisionists and zombie lovers and thinks Georgette Heyer was
one of the great writers of the twentieth century. She lives by the philosophy
that one should never turn down the opportunity to get on a plane no matter
where it’s going, but deep down inside wishes she could travel everywhere by
train.
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