Love Charm for Gillian

lcfg-web-promo-middleGillian traveled to the Dalmatian Coast to close the door on tragedy. Her roots in the beautiful seaside town of Dubrovnik are deep, but tragedy chased her away a long time ago. She needs to make peace with that tragedy, not have fun in the sun with a daring adventurer vacationing on his private yacht.

But who can resist the charms of a white cat, a magic charm, and a hot-as-sin yachtsman? Will he help her to heal, or add more heartache to her lonely life?

Excerpt: Without a word, Cameron pushed open the door of the shop, and ushered Gillian into the store. He leaned against the single counter while she spoke with the clerk who found the dress in her size. Five minutes later, she walked out of the dressing room in her new attire. She had to admit she was glad to be out of her wet clothing.

Cameron whistled, and she did a slow pirouette, enjoying his eyes on her. To cover her trace of self-consciousness, she lifted a plastic bag the store clerk had given her. “My wet clothes are in here.”

Cameron raised his dark eyebrows.  “Everything? Do you need new underwear as well?”

She glanced at him, making her eyes go wide in innocence. “I think I’m good. What about you?”

He actually growled under his breath. “There’s a dare if I ever heard one. Let’s go.”

“I have to pay.” She pointed at her new dress.

“Already done.” He placed one hand on the small of her back, and ushered her out of the shop. As they entered onto the brightly lit Stradun again, he leaned his head down so he could rumble into her ear. “You’re killing me, you know that?”

She smiled provocatively. She hadn’t had this much fun in a long time. “What’s the problem? Are you impatient for your dinner?”

“I’m impatient for something,” he said with a bite in his tone, “but not for my dinner.”

“I’m hungry.” She leaned a little closer to him. “For food. I skipped lunch.”

“Are you wearing knickers or not?” Cameron demanded. “I know you’re not wearing a bra, but—”

“Hey,” she interrupted, “I don’t think we know each other well enough to be discussing my underwear.”

“Not yet,” he said softly.



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