Happy Friday, everyone! Today I have Mary Marvella on my blog to tell us about her romantic suspense, The Cost of Deception. Welcome, Mary, and tell us a little about your book.
The Cost of Deception is a romantic suspense. Tess is a widowed mother and a teacher. She has been so wrapped in in her role as a mother that she has forgotten how it feels to be a desirable woman. Attending her 20 year high school class reunion, the first she's ever attended, changes that when she meets Drew. She and Drew were the class loners and too involved in studying to feel the hormones that attack teens.
Drew is now an undercover cop in Atlanta, GA. During his years in the military he had no concerns about marriage and starting his own family. His life put him in danger and he liked things that way. He was no longer the nerd who had attended Georgia Tech. Seeing Tess at the class reunion made him rethink what he really wanted.
She loves her children more than anything else. He doesn't know how to make his career work with the things Tess and her kids make him want.
Yes, there will be hot sex and danger will stalk her family.
With two shaky steps she moved back to the bar, holding the evening bag she’d grabbed from the table she shared with Ariel and Jon. "Diet Sprite and Southern Comfort, please," she told the bartender. Forget the white wine! The bartender smiled and handed her a glass of pale liquid and ice. Her hand stilled as she reached into her bag.
She stiffened as a hot body pressed close enough to invade her personal space. A tanned hand, long fingered and masculine, reached past her to place a twenty on the bar. The white French cuff peeking from beneath a black sleeve drew her attention as the man’s warm hand firmly touched her lower back.
Chills went down her spine when a deep voice said, "This is for the lady's drink, and I'll have bourbon and branch."
Startled by the unexpected touch and the order of an old fashioned southern gentleman’s drink, Tess took her glass. She turned toward a solid wall of man. Her gaze took in the white shirt, the tanned neck, and square jaw. Amused eyes the color of whiskey stared into hers. His hard arm circled her waist. The other reached past her to take his drink. Tess felt herself being guided toward a table.
"Hi, Tess." He smiled. "You still look sensational in red. Like what you've done with your hair. It's not as long or as blonde as I remember, but I like it. Tess?"
"Oh, hi, yourself," Tess replied, despite her slight disorientation. The nametag said Will Samuels, but this man looked like a hard wall of badass man. His nearness set her pulse racing. He looked wonderful, levels above her, even spruced up as she was tonight.
“You look – different but great.”
"I didn't expect to see you, Will Samuels. I heard you didn't come to these." Tess hoped she didn’t sound like a teen with a crush.
"I don’t, usually. I heard the same thing about you. I'm glad you decided to come this time. I was afraid I'd be alone here among the hostiles."
His mocking expression didn’t hide the pain of rejection. His eyes warmed to deep amber as he watched her over the glass he raised to his sensuous lips. There was no missing his admiration. Thank you, Lord, for this.
Mary Marvella grew up with storytellers, so telling stories came naturally. She is a former teacher who now tells stories with the aid of her laptop. Mary is a Georgia girl and southern from the inside out. She now tutors and loves working with students one-on-one. Mary loves to share the stories her characters tell her. She hopes readers laugh with her characters and cry with them. Mary has published novels, novellas and short stories.
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