Don’tcha just love this cover? I did as soon as I saw
it. So… I showed it to my husband and he gave me the typical male response….sigh!
it. So… I showed it to my husband and he gave me the typical male response….sigh!
“What kind of fool would put a baby’s crib outside
under a tree? The kid could get bitten by a bee!”
under a tree? The kid could get bitten by a bee!”
Yeah – so what does he know….arghrrr!
For me, I loved the colors woven together that spell
out correctly that this is a contemporary sweet romance about babies. The title
rather gives that away also.
out correctly that this is a contemporary sweet romance about babies. The title
rather gives that away also.
Here I go – jumping genres – again!! But heck, I
couldn’t see this lovely story gathering dust in the bowels of my computer files.
Didn’t seem right somehow.
couldn’t see this lovely story gathering dust in the bowels of my computer files.
Didn’t seem right somehow.
Excerpt:
Chapter One
Sheri
O’Connor stood in the doorway of her twin’s bedroom and watched the two babies
peacefully sleeping. A huge swell of love filled her soul while tears of
thankfulness flooded her eyes. No one could love their babies more. Seeing that
she was a surrogate mom, it wasn’t supposed to be this way but a greater power had
dealt her this hand and she felt honored to play it.
O’Connor stood in the doorway of her twin’s bedroom and watched the two babies
peacefully sleeping. A huge swell of love filled her soul while tears of
thankfulness flooded her eyes. No one could love their babies more. Seeing that
she was a surrogate mom, it wasn’t supposed to be this way but a greater power had
dealt her this hand and she felt honored to play it.
Tired,
she tiptoed forward to cover the two huddled close together in the same crib
and kissed her fingers and then touched them to their silky hair, first Rafael
and then Carrie-Anne. They had taken a while to settle this afternoon. It must
be the heat. In Washington, DC, when it was hot it scorched.
she tiptoed forward to cover the two huddled close together in the same crib
and kissed her fingers and then touched them to their silky hair, first Rafael
and then Carrie-Anne. They had taken a while to settle this afternoon. It must
be the heat. In Washington, DC, when it was hot it scorched.
A
doorbell broke the silence and made her wince. Oh no! Not Charlie again. Her neighbour was a worrywart about her
and the children.
doorbell broke the silence and made her wince. Oh no! Not Charlie again. Her neighbour was a worrywart about her
and the children.
Again the
doorbell pealed this time followed by an impatient knock. Moving quickly to the front entrance, Sheri
wrenched the door open, not caring if her behaviour warned her lurking friend
that an attitude adjustment might be needed. “Charlie, for heaven’s sake, the
babies just went to sleep and I’m fine….”
doorbell pealed this time followed by an impatient knock. Moving quickly to the front entrance, Sheri
wrenched the door open, not caring if her behaviour warned her lurking friend
that an attitude adjustment might be needed. “Charlie, for heaven’s sake, the
babies just went to sleep and I’m fine….”
The
tanned, good-looking man leaning against the doorjamb wasn’t Charlie. This male
reached well over six feet, and looked to be pure trouble. Raised eyebrows,
head held at a cocky angle, and a stare from cold gray eyes would irritate most
people. It certainly affected Sheri.
tanned, good-looking man leaning against the doorjamb wasn’t Charlie. This male
reached well over six feet, and looked to be pure trouble. Raised eyebrows,
head held at a cocky angle, and a stare from cold gray eyes would irritate most
people. It certainly affected Sheri.
