Here's another snippet from my latest BWL release, A Heart In Conflict (Challenge the Heart Book 2)
Opposites attract, it is a well-known fact. At times this leads to
insurmountable conflict, when at other times, sit back and watch the fireworks.
Steve Tanakis considers himself cool and calmly confident. Head of a fashion
business, he needs to be in control of his life and his business decisions. He
decides it is time to find a suitable mother for his son. Through with the pain
that comes along with passion, he now considers what he wants is an unemotional
wife, one who will fit well into his way of life.
Georgie McNamara, assistant designer in his fashion house, is
flamboyant, vivacious, and gregarious, the antitheses to his idea of the
perfect choice. The tiny whirlwind turns Steve's organized lifestyle upside
down, somehow worming her way into his, and his son’s life, foiling all his
plans to find that uncomplicated wife. Along the way Steve comes to realize
there is a lot more to this bundle of feminine trouble than he first thought.
Is she more trouble than he can handle?
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How come
a woman of twenty-two hasn’t got her own transport in this day and age? I pay
you well, don’t I?”
“I like
to walk.” She upped her chin. “I only live five minutes away from Sophinia’s
and Melbourne has a perfectly adequate public transport system if I wish to go
further.”
“What if
it’s raining?” He was clearly amazed.
“I love
walking in the rain. You should try it. You’d be surprised how refreshing it
is.” She grinned.
“I’m
sure. So, how about it? I’d be eternally grateful. Jimmy likes you, and he
wouldn’t be quite so disgusted with me. I’m sure he’d love your sister,
especially if she plays the guitar. You could get a cab to your aunt’s house if
you don’t want to drive. It strikes me you aren’t looking forward to spending
time with these relatives. You could dodge your uncle’s depressing monologues,
and save my face. Did you have anything planned for the rest of the break?”
“Not
anything too important,” she said slowly. Georgie rather liked the idea of him
being eternally grateful to her. “Lucy and I were going on a few day trips. I
was going to make myself a few outfits. I have some brilliant ideas.”
“As
unique as the dress you’re wearing?” His eyes wandered up and down her length.
But his question didn’t sound exactly complementary.
“What’s
wrong with this?” Lifting a handful of chiffon she glanced at it.
“Absolutely
nothing. Your taste is incredible.”
Georgie
caught his secret little smile as he said that and then her eyes were drawn to his
well-shaped and strong hands. Awareness tingled up her spine as her vivid
imagination conjured up sexual actions that could be performed by those hands. Abruptly
she made for the door, just catching the look of surprise that flashed over his
face. “I have to be getting home. Have you seen my handbag? I left it down here
somewhere.”
“It’s in
the hall cupboard.” He waved a hand in that direction. “Don’t worry, I’ll take
you home. Sit down, Georgie, I have a proposition to put to you.” He was back
in Boss mode, his tone imperious.
Georgie
gulped. “About what?” She’d been propositioned quite a few times and didn’t go
much on them.
“Don’t
look at me like that. I’m talking about a business proposition.”
“Oh.”
Mischief
glinted in his eyes as he motioned for her to sit again. Georgie perched
straight-backed on the chair, knees primly together.
“If you
consider doing this favour for me I might consider inserting one or two of
those excellent designs you showed me last week in our next collection,” he
said.
“That’s
blackmail!”
“It could
be looked on that way. But I should confess I’ve been seriously contemplating
using some of your ideas later.”
Steve
wasn’t stringing her a line. Her designs were good. They would have to be
moderated, for they were too extreme for his buyers. Her last batch of sketches
had interested him so much he’d thought about letting her produce a new range
for a younger market than the one he now catered for. It would get her out of
Greta’s hair and put and end to their blatant clash of opinions.
“Your
designing talent is out of this world,” Steve assured her with a straight face.
That was true. He might not find her style to his liking, but that didn’t alter
the fact she was highly talented. He eyed her frothy turquoise creation.
Steve
gazed thoughtfully at her. The morning sunlight caught the highlights in her hair,
making it shimmer like streaked silk. Would it feel as soft as it looked? He
fisted his hands. He felt hot under the collar, and fascinated by her. What
would she say now if he were to ask if it bothered her that, for such a tiny
person, she was certainly over-endowed?
In fact,
she had the figure of a goddess, all the curves in the right places. He ran a
finger up the side of his nose as he regarded her. No woman of his acquaintance
blushed as much as she did. He doubted if Marika had ever blushed in her life.
“You’re
kidding!” Her lovely eyes were wide, and he had to shake himself to remember
the subject at hand.
“I never
kid about my business, Georgie. I’m dead serious. You strike me as sensible.”
That was a half-truth. At times she was like a bomb about to explode, always on
the move, gesturing with her expressive hands.
“This is a fun romp through
the fashion world in Australia. Steve Tanakis is a dark, brooding hero with a
fragile heart and a penchant for neutral colours. Georgie is a free spirit who
surrounds herself with bright hues and lots of laughter. Their love story is
touching, funny, and very moving. How Georgie wins her man and finds her dream
job, and how Steve conquers Georgie’s heart, is a fast-paced, beguiling story
that kept me turning pages until way after midnight.”—Review by Jennifer
Macaire
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http://connievines.blogspot.com.au/ Connie Vines
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