Today,
I'm happy to be hosting Dalia Florea who has a new book, Teardrops Know My
Name. Please see a sample from the novel below.
Excerpt:
She regarded him silently for a moment, gazing into his dark brown eyes and watching a smile curve his lips. “I think that it would be. You don’t know me very well. I’ve had too many heartbreaks, and I’m in a vulnerable state right now where I may be incapable of making good choices. I don’t ever want to end up where I am right now—in this same place—again. For God’s sake, my last boyfriend was married, and I had absolutely no idea. How could I not have known? Other people were able to see the red flags, but I didn’t see a thing.”
“I hear what you’re saying, and I understand, but you can’t live the rest of your life that way. You can’t shield yourself from getting to know someone and never open yourself up to love again because of your past relationships.” He sipped water from the glass in front of him. His eyes were fixed on hers.
He stood and came around to her side of the booth, sat next to her, and reached for her hand, taking it into his and intertwining their fingers. He slowly lifted her hand to his mouth and gently pressed his lips to the back of it. Feeling his warm breath against the skin of her hand made her tremble. “I promise you that if you give me a chance, you won’t need to worry about anything. You will see no red flags when it comes to me. I have no secrets and no hidden agenda,” he said softly, lips brushing against her hand again. He lifted his eyes, looking her straight in the face.
Damn. He’s making this difficult. She couldn’t think clearly. Her senses had been heightened by his sensual touch, his silky smooth dark skin, and his masculine musk mixed with the spicy cologne he wore. She had to stop herself from being drawn in by this magnetic force that threatened to take her over mentally and physically.
He tipped her head up with his finger and lowered his mouth onto hers, brushing his lips against hers, teasing her, barely touching them at first. Then he whispered against her lips, “Please give me”— soft kiss—“a chance.”
Excerpt:
She regarded him silently for a moment, gazing into his dark brown eyes and watching a smile curve his lips. “I think that it would be. You don’t know me very well. I’ve had too many heartbreaks, and I’m in a vulnerable state right now where I may be incapable of making good choices. I don’t ever want to end up where I am right now—in this same place—again. For God’s sake, my last boyfriend was married, and I had absolutely no idea. How could I not have known? Other people were able to see the red flags, but I didn’t see a thing.”
“I hear what you’re saying, and I understand, but you can’t live the rest of your life that way. You can’t shield yourself from getting to know someone and never open yourself up to love again because of your past relationships.” He sipped water from the glass in front of him. His eyes were fixed on hers.
He stood and came around to her side of the booth, sat next to her, and reached for her hand, taking it into his and intertwining their fingers. He slowly lifted her hand to his mouth and gently pressed his lips to the back of it. Feeling his warm breath against the skin of her hand made her tremble. “I promise you that if you give me a chance, you won’t need to worry about anything. You will see no red flags when it comes to me. I have no secrets and no hidden agenda,” he said softly, lips brushing against her hand again. He lifted his eyes, looking her straight in the face.
Damn. He’s making this difficult. She couldn’t think clearly. Her senses had been heightened by his sensual touch, his silky smooth dark skin, and his masculine musk mixed with the spicy cologne he wore. She had to stop herself from being drawn in by this magnetic force that threatened to take her over mentally and physically.
He tipped her head up with his finger and lowered his mouth onto hers, brushing his lips against hers, teasing her, barely touching them at first. Then he whispered against her lips, “Please give me”— soft kiss—“a chance.”
Linda had to admit that she wanted Sean. There was something
about him that stirred her soul. But was she willing to throw caution to the
wind as she had done in the past? When she thought about it, she had always
jumped from one relationship to another without giving herself a break in
between. Maybe that was the problem. Was she codependent? Did she need to be in
a relationship in order to feel whole? She needed some distance from Sean to
find out more about who she was and what she wanted for herself in life.
It took every bit of
her self-control and willpower to pull away from his kiss. She breathed in
deeply. She knew she needed to say what she didn’t want to say. She mentally
prepared herself to resist what she knew would be another attempt from him to
pursue the idea of them being in a relationship. She slid a few inches away
from him in an effort to prevent any further temptation, and she watched his
shoulders droop.
Dalia grew up in Queens, New York and now
makes her home in Northern Virginia outside of Washington, D.C. Her debut
Mirrored reached the Top 100
Bestseller’s list in Women’s Detective Fiction. She is a voracious reader
who enjoys writing fiction stories with a mixture of mystery, suspense, and
romance. When she isn’t crafting suspense romance, she enjoys reading,
attending live music concerts, and visiting wineries.
Visit her at www.daliafloreabooks.com
Good morning JL,
ReplyDeleteThank you for having me today.
Good Morning JL and Dalia,
ReplyDeleteI just purchased Teardrops Know My Name. I can't wait to read it. :-)
Hello Kay,
DeleteI got that you enjoy. I thank you so much for your purchase. :)
Kay I apologize. My auto correct kicked in. Please forgive me.
DeleteCongratulations, Dalia!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Alex! :)
DeleteWhat a great except! Congratulations Dalia.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Southpaw HR Sinclair! :)
DeleteThanks for the great excerpt and congratulations on your book.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I appreciate you stopping by cleemckenzie to join us. :)
DeleteWow, Dalia, every woman in the world would melt for a guy who talked like that. Really romantic and seductive.
ReplyDeleteHi Susan. Thank you so much. :)
DeleteThree cheers, Dalia. Wishing you the very best with this release :-)
ReplyDeleteHello Angela. Thank you so much for stopping by. :)
DeleteSounds wonderful, Dalia. Congratulations. Hi Joy!
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