"There was a moment when I changed from an amateur to a profssional. I assumed the burden of a profession, which is to write when you don't want to, don't much like what you're writing, and aren't writing particularly well." -Agatha Christie
Thursday, July 24, 2014
A HERO FOR JESSICA
Blurb: Anthony Paul Seville is known as the ‘most eligible bachelor’ in
New Orleans, possibly even the entire state of Louisiana, but finds himself
alone—completely and explicitly alone. Jessica Aucoin is a writer on her way to
fame and fortune, but is haunted by a man from her past. Will the “champion”
lawyer and the author of romantic suspense find love written in their future?
“The pleasure’s all mine,” Paul assured. He lifted her
hand to his lips and watched her visitor through lowered lids.
A dark flush crept up the man’s neck. Anger clouded
his face. His eyes took on an ominous glow. The guy spun on his heel and
stormed off while muttering under his breath.
“Friend of yours?” Paul queried.
“Hardly,” Jessica answered, and disengaged her hand
from his. The icy tone of her voice warned him not to pry.
He supposed now was neither the time nor place for
such a discussion. There’d be enough time for that later; he’d make sure of it.
“Would you like me to sign those for you?” she asked,
indicating the books under his arm.
He handed her the books without another word, watched
and waited while she stepped over to the table, slid into the chair and
searched for a pen.When she didn’t find one
right away, Paul watched her beautiful eyes grow watery with unshed tears. No
woman would cry over not being able to find a pen; that guy had truly upset
He reached into his pocket and then handed her a pen.
Like an electrical conduit, her warmth permeated the slender, gold tube. She
smiled her thanks, hurriedly wrote a greeting and signed her name, then handed
him the books.
Paul was not immune to the changes in atmosphere. The
icy tension had dissipated, only to be replaced by one of a more intimate
nature. He sensed her tremble, noticed her heightened color and felt the breath
back up in his lungs. The woman was too beautiful for words. A tiny, but
vital--very vital--step back, broke the sensual charge between them. He knew
he’d never forget the moment of awareness that sparked between them nor the
quick spurt of longing that surged through his system at the sight of her
sitting there, those fathomless green eyes swimming with tears and a wealth of
He took the books, read the inscription, whispered his
thanks and strode to the checkout counter as readers gathered and vied for her
author, Pamela S. Thibodeaux is the Co-Founder and a lifetime member of Bayou
Writers Group in Lake Charles, Louisiana. Multi-published in romantic fiction
as well as creative non-fiction, her writing has been tagged as, “Inspirational
with an Edge!” ™ and reviewed as “steamier
and grittier than the typical Christian novel without decreasing the message.”