Good Morning! Show-off-my-site-Sunday. Im sharing a scene from Chapter One of MY STEPS ARE ORDERED, coming July 29th. Please pre-order your copy. First week sales are CRUCIAL for authors. The front door opened, Gina stepped through it and Keith’s heart stopped. He didn’t have eyes for the well-manicured lawn and the lilies. He didn’t mention the beautiful landscaping that Michael had spent a fortune on to create and then maintain. No, Keith only had eyes for Gina. She had her medium-length hair in big, bouncy curls and she looked a little rounder from the last time he’d seen her. Her extra weight only added to her appeal. In short, Gina was beautiful to him. Her size was insignificant. Keith was in love with the woman...Her essence. “Mommy!” Trey squealed, holding out his arms. Gina came over to hug her son. “Mommy missed you,” she said, helping him out of the car seat. He saw her check him out from under her lashes and patted his stomach. He was in top physical shape from working out. “Hi, Gina, it’s been a long time.” Keith offered the perfunctory salutation in a low, calm tone, but on the inside he was a veritable mess. He didn’t know how he was able to stand there so poised when the woman of his dreams stood mere inches in front of him. He commanded himself to refrain from snatching her into his arms. “Keith,” Gina breathed his name as she walked into his arms and gave him a warm hug. It was like she’d read his mind. Keith tightened the embrace. He inhaled her scent. She smelled like a sun-ripened peach and he determined never to let her go. If only… “Hey, get your big paws off and quit mauling my wife,” Michael joked. “You need to give some of that loving to the ladies ogling you at the airport.” Here we go again, Keith groaned. The two fell apart with a small, awkward chuckle at his wittiness. This was one moment where Keith was thankful that though his brother was a shark in the business world, he was clueless when it came to matters of the heart. A blind man could see the combustion; the sizzling electricity between Keith and Gina. It crackled and swirled around them like a tornado. Michael, however, remained blissfully unaware, which made their guilt enormous. How could he be so naïve? “It’s a good thing I know I can trust you, big brother, or it’d be on,” Michael said, reaching inside his car for Keith’s carryon. Keith and Gina locked eyes but didn’t respond. “I’ll help you, Daddy,” Keith heard Trey saying, but he was still looking at Gina, who now had a slight blush grazing her face. She was rubbing at her arms, and he knew she felt the loss like he did. When she placed her finger over her lips, he knew exactly what she was thinking. “Stop reading my mind,” she mouthed at him. Michael preceded them into the house with Trey in tow. Gina gave Keith a thoughtful look as she took his hand to lead him inside. “No, I haven’t found anyone,” Keith volunteered. “How do you do that?” Gina whispered. “It’s always been like that with us,” Keith returned for her ears only. He gave her hand a small squeeze. “Why should this instance be any different?” Gina nodded but didn’t comment, because she knew he told the truth. It was how it was between them. A dormant animalistic urge that surfaced every time they were within feet of each other. They connected on a mental level that belied words. They didn’t need small talk. They didn’t need anything… just each other. michellelindorice/my-steps-are-ordered/
Posted on: Sun, 13 Jul 2014 14:38:50 +0000
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