So tomorrow is finally the day SASHA’S SECRET SANTA releases into the Holiday book reading world and I am uber excited!!!
Today’s snippet is a short one ( thankfully, right?!!LOL) and shows a little playfulness between Sasha and Steve. To set the stage, they are at the Dickens official start to the holiday season – the community tree lighting.
The distinctive blue in his eyes was almost crystalline from the sun’s momentary appearance through the cloud cover. Sasha found herself envying those eyes. When he honed his gaze in on her, his total attention focused on her face, as if there were no one else around them, her recent thoughts pushed through to the front of her mind again.
Maybe, just maybe, he did…find her attractive, in a she’s-a-woman-I’m-a-man kind of way.
Maybe, just maybe, he had asked her to meet him today because he wanted to spend time with her; get to know her.
And maybe – and she really hoped this one was true – he wasn’t just spending time with her because he wanted to recruit her for the hospital, but because he enjoyed being with her.
Sasha’s breath caught when he leaned in a little closer, so close the warmth of his exhale drifted across her cheeks and made her knees go a little wobbly.
“Yeah, I do,” he said. His lips twitched before he added, “I think, in another life, I was just a…small-town boy…living in a lonely world.”
Her laugh came quick and free and felt so darn good she could have cried. “Did you catch a midnight train to Dickens?”
His own laugh, deep and rich and oh-so-alluring caused several heads to turn toward them, questioning expressions covering them.
“No, but it would make a good story, wouldn’t it?”
“But a better song.”
He shook his head, that charming grin going full wattage.
Honestly. A girl could be blinded by the power and intensity of that small lifting of a pair of lips.
“Gorgeous to look at, smart, sweet, and knows the lyrics to one of my favorite songs from my favorite 80s band. Sasha Charles, where have you been all my life?”
His words, said with a laugh, did more to raise her spirits than the notion of sleeping in past four-thirty in the morning ever could. Thinking quickly, she replied, “Right here in Dickens…waiting up and down the boulevard.”
Steve slammed both hands against his chest, heart-level, sighed loudly and dramatically, and then closed his eyes. “Best day ever,” he said, shaking his head.
Get your copy here, and remember – it’s on KU too! SASHA’S SECRET SANTA
And don’t forget all the other books in the Dickens Holiday Collection: Dickens series