Articles for this day of February 27, 2014

Teaser Thursday- Their Home Port

I shared a teaser from this last week, but wanted to give you another because this is the week the novel is actually on sale. All this week, you can pick up Their Home Port for half price on the Jupiter Gardens Press site, Amazon.com, and All Romance Ebooks

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When Reesa Boyd goes on a date with yet another Mr. Not-Quite-Right, she doesn’t expect to end the day with a job offer from the owner of Marine Tow, a marine assistance towing company.
On her first day of work, she meets Micah Ward, son of the Marine Tow owner and the company’s best captain. And the man who steals Reesa’s heart. Although the instant attraction between them catches her off-guard, she’s willing to open herself to the possibility of a relationship with him.
During a tropical storm, Marine Tow’s boats are cut loose and Micah takes off alone to recover them. Will he make it through the storm, or will Reesa lose the first man she’s truly loved?

EXCERPT:

They sat there for a few minutes, recovering their breath, then went into the bathroom to clean up. Reesa showered first, washing quickly to clean the sweat from her skin and the remnants of the condom’s lube from between her legs. She tried to persuade Micah to join her, and he refused. Nor would he allow her to stay while he showered. “Not that I mind being watched,” he explained as he entered the shower stall. “I’m just afraid it would start things all over again, and that would defeat the purpose of cleaning up.”

“You do have a point.”

In the living room, she dressed again, then sat on the couch to wait for Micah. Her stomach growled, despite the lunch she’d eaten. Apparently their activity had worked it off.

When Micah emerged from the shower, wrapped in a towel since he, too, had left his clothes in the living room, she said, “You know, you might want to leave something here to change into.” His surprised look mirrored her own shock. She hadn’t even realized she was thinking about such a thing. While he’d been in the shower, she’d just let her mind wander. It had wandered somewhere she hadn’t expected.

“I wouldn’t mind that,” he said hesitantly. “I mean, I am going to be here sometimes. We can’t exactly have sex at my parents’ house. Are you sure, though?”

“I’m not asking you to move in,” she said quickly. “It’s just like you said, sometimes you’ll be here. Sometimes you’ll spend the night, like Saturday. You had to go off to work Sunday in the clothes you wore on our date, and I’m sure your dad didn’t like that much.”

“I keep spare work clothes in the trunk of my car, because sometimes I’m on call and I’m out running errands or something when I have to go out on a job.” He picked up his shirt and pulled it on, then rummaged under the couch for his boxers. “I think we were a little too vigorous for this poor piece of clothing.”

“So it seems.” She laughed as he tripped over them. “Graceful.”

“Laugh it up.” He stuck out his tongue. “Oops, I’m not going to use that. Not right now, anyway.”

“I need a rest too.” She sobered. “So you don’t need to leave something here?”

“I don’t need to leave work clothes here,” he corrected. “I don’t always wear work clothes.” He waved his hand at his T-shirt and boxers, and the jeans he hadn’t yet picked up. “Same pants I wore yesterday at work.” He grabbed them and pulled them on. “You needed me at the shop fast, so I threw on the first things I found. The shirt smells all funky now, and the jeans were dirty in the first place. If I had spare clothes here, I’d be able to change.”

“Just like an outfit or two.” Now that she’d suggested it, Reesa wondered if she’d lost her mind. It had taken months for her to accept Kent moving in. She’d only known Micah a week, and even though she hadn’t actually asked him to cohabitate, telling him to bring clothes over was definitely a step in that direction.

She didn’t want to be trapped again the way she’d been with Kent. On the other hand, thinking logically, it made sense for Micah to have clothes to change into if he needed them. They’d agreed to date exclusively. They’d already made sex and even spending the night together part of their relationship. Surely she didn’t expect him to bring a suitcase every time they had a date.

“It sounds like a good idea to me.” He grinned. “I’ll even bring a toothbrush so you won’t have to deal with my morning breath.” Tilting his head, he paused. “You know what? Today’s Wednesday. My day off. We both have to work tomorrow, at least if you’re up to it, but we have the rest of the day, right?”

“Right.” It was barely afternoon.

“Why don’t I go home and put on something a little nicer, and I’ll come back and take you out.” He held up a hand to still her protest. Although she hadn’t even opened her mouth to speak, he apparently knew her well enough to know how she thought already. “I want to, Reesa, unless you aren’t up to it.”

“If it involves lots of sitting, I’ll be up to it,” she replied.

“A movie or a meal, then. I’ll decide.” He put his arms around her. “When I come back, I’ll bring a few things to leave. Thank you for thinking of it.”

“Thank you for doing it.”

He tenderly kissed her. “I love you. See you in a little while.”

“I love you too.”

He let her go and walked out. She didn’t watch. Her emotions, a swirl of love, desire, fear, and something she didn’t know how to describe, something left over from all the years of thinking that she’d never find what she now had in Micah, overwhelmed her, and for the third time that day, she cried.

This time, they were happy tears.