August 30, 2010 by admin
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“Well, why do you think you can’t do this?”
With a scowl, she replied. “I don’t have a kitchen.”
Okay, that would be a major drawback for a caterer. She really hadn’t thought this through. “What else?”
“Does anything else matter?”
“Humour me.”
Em gusted out a sigh, and began to enumerate on [...]
July 2, 2010 by admin
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He tossed her a glance as he walked by and went to lean against the far side of his desk. Out of sight of the doorway.
Apparently he threw some sort of invisible lasso along with that glance, because despite wanting to stand firm and hold her ground, she [...]
June 13, 2010 by admin
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“Whacha doin’?”
M looked over at the little feet standing beside her head. Bare toes hugged the lush grass beneath them.
“Hi sweetie. Come lie beside me.”
“’Kay.”
Alicia plopped herself down on the lawn beside M and struck a similar pose. A softly rounded chin rested on chubby hands.
M’s heart squeezed. [...]
May 24, 2010 by admin
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“Wow, that’s gorgeous. Whose house is that?”
Jonathan’s pulse leapt up and took off. He hadn’t heard her return.
Angry at himself—at the world—he snapped, “Nobody’s.” He rolled the design up, snapped the elastic back, and shoved the lot back in the drawer.
Taking a steadying breath, he took her laptop [...]
May 2, 2010 by admin
Filed under Contemporary Romance, Short Stories, Tess Earnshaw
We all checked out of our various hotel rooms and piled into the cars. A bunch of us, loosely from the same dorm, had driven down from the U to watch the men’s basketball team in the finals. We won, so that morning everyone was laughing and joking and in good spirits. I was in [...]
April 12, 2010 by admin
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Her skin, and everything underneath it, tingled as the scowl morphed into a predatory gleam. Her brain conjured a picture of a jungle cat stalking a fawn. No, not a fawn, a doe. He’d play with it a long time before devouring every tasty morsel.
Man, she had a [...]
March 15, 2010 by admin
Filed under Cassandra Roberts-Jones, Contemporary Romance, Short Stories
Julia Cartwright uncrossed her legs and set her teacup on the breakfast table. Life didn’t always turn out the way she wanted it to. Drawing her sheer housedress around her shoulders, she stood and strolled to the bay window that overlooked the train station and Greta’s bakery. The glow from the street’s light posts dimmed as [...]
February 22, 2010 by admin
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Chapter Six
The next morning, M bounded out of bed with her resolve firmly in place. No more sucking it up. No more dealing with the lemons life had handed to her. Her world centred on food, the creation of delectable dishes. She had a gift in being [...]
January 11, 2010 by admin
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Flipping open her phone, she keyed in his speed dial number.
“Hey, it’s me. Do you have a minute?”
“Just one. What’s up? Is everything okay?”
“I think so. I just wanted to run something by you.”
“Shoot.”
“Jonathan, the guy I’m living with…ah…I mean…”
“M, I know what you mean. Go on.”
“Well, he’s [...]
December 20, 2009 by admin
Filed under Cassandra Roberts-Jones, Contemporary Romance, Short Stories
“Tracy, this is absolutely beautiful,” Dawn said, caressing the large agate stone with her fingertip. The vintage sterling silver bangle surrounded her wrist with elegance and class. “You’re too good to me.”
“I’m glad you like it. There were so many to choose from. They make them right there on the island.”
Dawn stood and leaned over [...]
