Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Book Spotlight & Giveaway
Hello and welcome. Today I have with me author Debra St. John, who is giving away a copy of her book to one commenter. And just in time for the holidays.
Newly single, Heather Morgan gathers her courage and decides to take a Christmas ski vacation on her own. However, the festive holiday atmosphere reminds her how dispirited and alone she feels. When she meets a mysterious stranger, her lonely vacation take an unexpected turn.
Sam is at the resort at the urging of his brother, who thinks he needs to get out and have a little fun. Having no desire to get involved with anyone, Sam needs a way to get his brother off his back. The intriguing Heather seems like the perfect solution to his dilemma, so he makes her an offer she can't refuse.
Sam restores the joy of the season to Heather. Their time together is magical, something she'll never forget. Soon her feelings for him deepen beyond their romantic holiday fling. But Sam has a secret, one that could prevent the fantasy from ever becoming real.
Sam's gaze drifted up, and his lips quirked. “Well, this may help my cause.”
Heather's glance rose to the mistletoe dangling over their heads. Her gaze darted to his, briefly down to his lips, then back up to meet his again. When his gaze lingered on her mouth, a tiny hitch tightened her stomach.
“So, why do people kiss under the mistletoe?” he asked softly, his voice as mesmerizing as his eyes.
“I…I don’t know.” Her words were as breathy as they had been up on the mountain earlier. This time she couldn’t blame the altitude.
He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “Something to do with Celtic tradition, isn’t it?”
A shiver slithered down her spine. “Maybe.” She’d be hard pressed to come up with her own name right now, let alone the ancient history of some plant.
“It’s a nice tradition, don’t you think?” His thumb brushed her cheek.
Her lips parted.
“Did I ever mention I’m a very traditional guy?”
She shook her head. A wave of dizziness washed over her as he leaned closer. Her surroundings blurred, until her vision narrowed to only his rugged features drawing nearer to her in excruciatingly slow degrees.
His mouth finally closed over hers as his hand splayed across her back to draw her to him.