Welcome! Here's a sneak peek into MEMORIES OF LOVE, a Hollywood Hearts book. These are the opening six paragraphs for the book, so they need no explanation. I hope you enjoy. Thank you for stopping by. Don't forget to return to read the other snippets on Sneak Peek Sunday HERE.
MEMORIES OF LOVE
Grant Hollings stood naked at the
apartment window. Three a.m., no one can
see me. He leaned his toned, tanned body against the window sash. The
lights of the city didn’t distract him from the pain shooting through his heart.
I’ll
never see her again. A lump formed in his throat, choking him, bringing
tears to his eyes. He brushed his dark brown hair off his forehead, scratched
his chest, then padded back to bed, lowering himself gently so as not to wake
Carol Anne.
She stirred slightly in her sleep.
Easing onto his side, his stare roamed over her. Moonlight kissed her, creating
highlights that emphasized the perfect planes of her face. He lowered his gaze
to her creamy shoulders then all the way down to where the sheet hid her from
further perusal. She’s lovely. She’s
mine. For one more day. A sigh escaped his throat as he slid closer to the
young woman, the love of his life.
Moving up against him, she muttered
something he couldn’t understand. Grant pulled her into his embrace, folding
his arm around her naked body. He kissed her blonde locks and tried to fall
back to sleep. He dozed on and off until the early autumn sun peeked in and
woke him at six o’clock. The red melting into orange sunrise began the last day
Carol Anne Brewster and Grant Hollings would be together before she flew to Los
Angeles to star in her first film.
He rolled over and ran his hand down
her side. So soft and smooth. She cozied
up to him. He spooned her, nuzzling her neck and pulling the soft, fleece
blanket up to shield them against the cool, October morning air. She shifted to
her side then lay still. Grant loved cuddling in the mornings, before the
outside world intruded on them with work obligations, acting classes, and court
appearances. Now it was just Grant and Carol Anne.
He breathed in deeply, enjoying the
sweet scent of her skin. Her looks, so breathtaking to the public, ran deep. Her
inner beauty, and vulnerability which she bared only to him, had captured his
heart. Forsaking other women, he cleaved only to her, which was a big deal for
Grant Hollings, up-and-coming D.C. attorney and former heartbreaker.
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Brought together by their pugs, four single women
form The Manhattan Dinner Club, which meets once a week for a meal. They share
more than food, opening their lives to each other, seeking advice and support.
On the menu: Men, work, laughter, tears and always wiggly, lovable pugs. Join
Rory, Bess, Brooke and Miranda as they wind their way through the maze of life
to their happy endings.
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