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Saturday, June 22, 2019

Snippet Sunday and Weekend Writing Warriors: Turnaround Farm


Welcome to Snippet Sunday and Weekend Writing Warriors, your chance to sample the work of a talented group of authors. When you finish here you can find more excerpts at:

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Turnaround Farm is a kindle unlimited title available at https://wingsepress.com/turnaround-farm/

Blurb:
If up and coming realtor Holly Grant can buy Turnaround Farm for her client, her business will boom. Who says you have to have a man in your life to complete you? She’s fine as she is thank you very much. Her first problem is that Jeb Wakefield doesn’t want to sell his farm, and her second problem is Jeb’s grandson Dan, the finest looking man Holly’s ever seen. 

Excerpt: Chapter One
Last week

She imagined herself unbuttoning Dan’s flannel shirt and took firm rein on her libido. She hadn’t built Grant Realty into a thriving enterprise by acting like a sex- starved old maid. If you give your heart to another person,you deserve all the hurt you’ll get. If it kills me, I’m going to sleepIt took a while, but Holly finally dropped into an uneasy slumber.
~*~
Across the hall, Dan turned over yet again and stifled 
a groan when he thought of Holly Grant sleeping in the next room. Hard, physical labor usually made it easy for him to fall asleep, but tonight he imagined that even through two closed doors, he could still smell the faint, subtle floral fragrance of her perfume.

She was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen.Tall too. He could kiss her by simply lowering his head.


This Week: We're picking up where we left off last week.

His breath quickened. Holly had enough curves to prove she was a woman, not a boy. Bet her skin felt as soft as a kitten’s fur. He’d always had a thing for blondes.

A mental image of Holly, warm and submissive in his arms, presented itself. The image clarified, and he saw she was naked and ready to love him.

A heat wave swept him from head to toe in spite of the frigid room. I’m a fool. She wants Turnaround Farm, not me, and even if she did want me, it wouldn’t matter. I don’t have a future to offer any woman.

4 comments:

Charmaine Gordon said...

Dynamite, Elaine. You captured me from the beginning. By the way, your pictures in FaceBook are fascinating. Gowns so gorgeous plus inside and outside flowers and so much more. Thanks.

Veronica Scott said...

Well he runs the gamut of thought in this snippet...I thought his confusion came through quite well. Great excerpt!

Amy Braun said...

Haha Someone has it bad! :D

Ed Hoornaert said...

But does he have a present moment? Maybe he's thinking too far into the future.