About the Book:
Figure skater Tiffany Lennox is busy with rehearsals for an upcoming ice show when the only man she’s ever loved comes home after a two-year overseas stint. She needs him to see her for the woman she’s become and not the child he knew to ensure he stays home, this time, for good. With her.For all his wanderlust and hunger for professional success, Cole Greer comes home wanting nothing more than to rest, relax and recover. He is delighted in being Tiffany’s hero and has a special place in his heart reserved for her. But faced with the oh-so-desirable woman she’s become, he starts questioning his determination to keep their relationship platonic.When forced by the television network to go back on assignment, Cole - for the first time in his life - is torn between his career and his heart.
Excerpt:
He’d
been wrestling with her since she was a child. He’d taught her every subtle
move to get the high ground, and in that moment she used the knowledge to her
advantage. In one slick move, her arm came out across his neck, forcing his
hold to loosen. When it did, she pulled her hand back and pushed forward,
expertly flipping him in the seat.
To
recover his balance, Cole leaned back into the couch, grabbed what he hoped
were her upper arms, and shoved. In a heartbeat, she was lying backward along
the length of the couch with him spread out on top of her.
Both
were laughing and wriggling, each trying to get the upper hand.
Tiffany
squealed, trying to twist her hips out from beneath him. “Let me go!”
“Not
a chance. I know how your devious little mind works, and I taught you how to do
this. The minute I loosen up, you’ll hip check me over the back of the couch.
No, thanks.”
Tiffany
burst out laughing. “You rat. That was exactly what I was going to do.”
“You
know retreat and surrender are inevitable, Tiff. I outweigh you, and I’ve got
the distinct advantage of your injury in my favor. Give?”
“Okay,
you win.” She went limp beneath him.
The
corners of his eyes narrowed as he smiled down at her. “You must be maturing,”
he said. “You never used to give up so easily.”
When
he removed one hand from her arm, she reached up to trace the outline of one of
his eyes. Her finger moved from the outer canthus to his cheek, smoothing the
skin she touched. “You didn’t have these little lines when you left.”
Cole
stared down at her face.
Her
finger roamed down to the corners of his mouth, outlining them, then on to the
small dent in the middle of his chin. An impish grin fanned across her face. “I
remember being little and wondering if I smoothed this line away would I be
able to see inside you, like it was a door or some kind of opening to your
insides. Dumb, huh?”
“Sweet,”
he said, softly. “Little girl sweet. Never dumb.”
Her
eyes traveled up to his and locked there.
“When
I got older I wondered what it would be like to kiss it.”
His
breath hitched.
“Would
it taste like soap, left over from shaving, or would it be all spiky and nubby
because you missed a few hairs. Or would it taste uniquely like you do. I still
wonder about that.”
“Tiffany.”
Knowing
what he was about to do, and to whom, should have sent him jumping off the
couch, running in the other direction. Instead, when his head came down to hers
all Cole could think about was how much he wanted to taste her again, how he
wanted to lose himself in her, and how both those feelings somehow seemed
right, even though he knew they shouldn’t.
****
About the Author:
Peggy Jaeger’s love of writing began in the third grade when
she won her first writing contest with a short story titled THE CLOWN. After
that, there was no stopping her. Throughout college and after she became a
Registered Nurse, she had several Nursing Journal articles published, in
addition to many mystery short stories in Literary Magazines. When her daughter
was born, Peggy had an article titled THE VOICES OF ANGELS published and
reprinted in several parenting magazines, detailing the birth and the accident
that almost turned this wonderful event into a tragedy. She had two children’s
books published in 1995 titled THE KINDNESS TALES and EMILY AND THE EASTER
EGGS, which was illustrated by her artist Mother-in-Law. While her daughter
grew, Peggy would write age appropriate stories for her to read along with, and
finally, to read on her own. Her YA stories are usually mysteries involving
smart and funny 12-13 year old girls and an unusual collection of friends and
relatives. They all take place in the 1980’s.
In 2005 she was thrilled to have an article on motherhood
placed in the CHICKEN SOUP FOR EVERY MOTHER’S SOUL edition. She has won several
awards in various Writer’s Digest short story and personal article categories
over the years. Recently, she has placed first in the Dixie Kane 2013 Memorial
Contest in the Short/Long Contemporary romance Category, and in the Single
Title Contemporary Category, and third place in the ICO Romance Contest for
2013.
A life-long and avid romance reader and writer, she is a
member of RWA and her local New Hampshire RWA Chapter.
Peggy has embraced the techno age and writes for three
blogs, all detailing events in her life. One titled, 50 pounds for 50 years is a personal blog about weight loss, one
about her life as an EMPTY NESTER and her most recent one MOMENTS FROM MENOPAUSE, a humorous and informative guide through
this time in a woman’s life.
Her first romance novel, SKATER’S WALTZ released on
March 4, 2015 from the Wild Rose Press.
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Grab a copy of SKATER'S WALTZ here:
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Skaters-Waltz-MacQuire-Women-Jaeger-ebook/dp/B00TBUK4XS/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8
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I enjoyed your excerpt, Peggy. I wish you much success with Skater's Waltz!
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ReplyDeleteIf you do, Debra, I hope you enjoy it. I sue did writing it.
DeleteGreat excerpt! I'm looking forward to reading Skater's Waltz...it's on my Kindle.
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