Today I'm featuring 'Cafe in the Park' releasing from Siren Publishing September/October
When Emily joins a dating agency, she never expects to meet someone like Chris. Everything she ever hoped for in a man, he’s special in more ways than one. Their intense attraction to each other is fueled by their shared loneliness. Will Emily find out his shocking secret when someone from his past comes back to haunt him?
How can love blossom, when someone is trying to tear them apart?
Read the tease:
He arrived on the roof of the building where Art discovered Emily lived. Chris had looked it up on a street map noting the direction as he considered the starry night.
Art had cautioned him. “Don’t be seen.”
Chris shifted after making certain he knew which direction to head in. He could have driven there, but the night called to him. The excuse to stretch his muscles, leap along roofs, climb trees and balconies proved irresistible.
Emily’s tall apartment building was mock Gothic. That meant balconies and turrets, but all built with a modern, clean, creamy stone so that it looked more like a candy castle than a spooky haunt. Art’s research was thorough, and Chris knew she lived on the top floor. He accessed her roof garden easily.
With huge stealth, he stalked through the potted plants. His tail trailed along the top of the garden table setting, and he nudged a chair with his huge leg muscle. He did it silently and on purpose, wanting to touch where Emily might have sat. He sniffed at some of the plants and sat down by a row of huge pots containing night-scented stock. The roof paving cooled his haunches, and the perfume from the flowers filled his nostrils. A purr started deep in his throat. Happiness at being near Emily washed over him. He put his head down on his paws.
The roof door opened. Emily stepped out, silhouetted by the light behind her. She held a watering can and watered a basket of ferns hanging near the door.
Chris crouched lower, his ears flat against his head. How could she fail to see him? If she came any further into her roof garden, she would. He was huge, and at more than seven feet long, he took up the entire length of the left side of the crenellated roof wall. The pots of stock wouldn’t hide him.
Emily went indoors after she’d watered the basket of ferns.
Chris waited. His tail swished a couple of times. The light inside went off. Chris stood and walked to the door. It was glass, but he couldn’t see much inside. He caught Emily’s scent, all woman and sweet. His mouth opened silently to breathe the heady perfume over his back teeth. He wanted her. He leapt up onto the ledge that wound around the upper part of Emily’s apartment. Chris jumped onto a balcony. Something like desperation to glimpse her again drove him to peer into the big window.
She’s in there. Light pooled from a dim lamp by her bed.
Chris looked in and Emily looked out.
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014 Siren Publishing All rights Reserved
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