Welcome to another Teaser Tuesday! The weekly series where I tantalise you with snippets from upcoming and past book releases, and works-in-progress. This week I’m celebrating a birthday. Not mine, one of my book’s!
It was this time in August 2011 that my first rural romance Promises hit the shelves. Oh, I adore this book! Racehorse trainer Aaron’s and his farming neighbour Sophie’s story is super romantic and it looks like they’re never going to get together. Aaron holds such a terrible secret in his heart and no matter how many times Sophie tries to tell him otherwise, he knows the moment she discovers the truth behind her mother’s death any love Sophie has for him will be destroyed.
Cosmopolitan magazine wrote: “Take two feuding families with a dark history, add two beautiful offspring from those families, and let the angst-ridden romance begin.”
Sounds a tad Romeo and Juliet but never fear, being a romance, this one all ends happily in the end.
If you haven’t tried Promises it’s available now in paperback and ebook from Booktopia, Amazon, Kobo, iBooks, Google Play, JB Hi-Fi or your favourite retailer.
Now enjoy this little snippet from one of my most adored stories.
Aaron and Sophie have taken refuge from a storm in the back of Sophie’s horse float…
The aluminium sides of the float vibrated as thunder rumbled overhead. She gave Buck another glance, but he appeared fine. She turned back to Aaron. He leaned stiffly against the right-hand chest bar with his hat in his hands, watching her.
‘I suppose we’ll just have to wait,’ she said.
‘It’ll blow over soon enough. In ten minutes the sun will probably start shining.’
‘Yep. Typical western districts weather. Four seasons in one day.’
With the ramp and top rear doors closed and little light penetrating the tinted windows, it was strangely intimate inside the float. The comforting, familiar smell of leather, hay and horse hung in the still air. The spacious float seemed cramped and small, and unable to accommodate two people at once.
Despite the cold, Sophie’s skin flushed in the close confines. Aaron’s eyes seemed anchored to hers, but not in a way she wanted. He was scrutinising her, in the same way a child would observe an insect, as though she were something alien and scary, but awesome and fascinating at the same time.
‘I wonder if they’ll cancel the presentation,’ she said.
He didn’t answer.
‘You should probably leave.’
‘I want to stay.’
‘Oh.’ She took a deep breath, trying to summon up the courage to ask why. He said something but she couldn’t hear him through the rain. ‘Sorry, what did you say?’
‘Do you wish I hadn’t come?’
‘No. I’m glad you’re here.’ She took a step toward him. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. She took his hand and held it with both of hers. ‘It means a lot.’
He swallowed again and gave her a tight smile. ‘I’m glad,’ he said, and then, very gently, he removed his hand from her grip.
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