Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Happy Release Day to Jody Holford! Her debut #Holiday novella, FOREVER CHRISTMAS, is out today! @1prncs

I'm celebrating the debut of Jody Holford's holiday novella, FOREVER CHRISTMAS! Check out the blurb below, and then scroll down for a sneak peek! 

I am giving away two copies of FOREVER CHRISTMAS, so comment below with your favorite Christmas tradition, and on Thursday, I'll randomly pick two winners to receive a copy of Jody's novella!

Jody Holford

When Anna Meyer’s purchases the home that her late mother grew up in, she’s determined to prove her independence to herself and to her well-meaning father and brother. She’s been lovingly sheltered and protected for all of her 26 years but now she just wants to live her life- on her own terms.

Sam Gardner hadn’t given much thought to who would move next door to his small Angel’s Lake bungalow. Once his neighbor arrived however, he could think of nothing and no one else. When Anna makes it clear that she’s not interested in having a man around, he invents a girlfriend to put her at ease.

Thinking that Sam has a girlfriend makes it easier for Anna to be herself and open the door to friendship. He frustrates her, makes her laugh, and challenges her but he never tries to step on her independence. The more time they spend together, the more she realizes that whoever has Sam’s heart is a lucky girl.

The only girl that has Sam’s heart is Anna but there’s no way he can tell her this when he started this friendship on a lie. Things take a turn for the worse when Anna mistakes a nightmare client as Sam’s fiancĂ©e.

Anna came to Minnesota to fight for her independence but she ends up fighting for much more.

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She laughed it off easily, like she did most things. She was the only woman he knew that didn’t fret about her appearance. Not in the morning when he woke up to her, as he’d had the pleasure of doing for the last few days, or when she noticed she wore mismatched socks, or didn’t have make-up on. Along with being sexy, sweet, and determined, she had a graceful self-confidence that knocked him flat. She turned in his arms and pressed her lips to his again, taking her time. 
            “You hungry?” she asked, backing up to clean up her mess.
            “Mmhmm,” he replied, moving closer again to nuzzle her neck. She laughed.
            “I didn’t mean that. I was going to make some pasta,” she replied, tipping her neck so he could press kisses along her shoulder.
            “Well, actually,” he replied, turning her to face him again, “my mom is having this open house thing that she does every year. I don’t usually go but Melissa…let’s just say my mom would really like me to come. With you.”
Her face brightened like he’d bestowed jewelry at her feet and he had to wonder if he hadn’t described his family well enough.
            “Do you want me to go with you?” she asked, taking her flour covered apron off to reveal a blue and white t-shirt that read “I got Smurfed” and had a picture of the Smurfette character he remembered from childhood. His eyes found hers again.
            “Anna, I don’t just want you to go with me. I don’t want to go without you. I’m finding I feel that way about more and more things lately,” he replied, reaching out to push her hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. She had flour on her cheek too that he wiped off with a smile. The smile on her face was stealing his breath and making his eyes burn.
            “Sam,” she whispered, her hand coming up to grasp his wrist. The emotion in her eyes just about choked him. He hadn’t found one moment in the last four days that he could look into those eyes and tell her what an idiot she’d fallen for; it would break her heart and he couldn’t.
He kissed her to stop her from saying anything more. He tried to lighten the mood and the intensity that was always present between them.
            “You should probably change your shirt. Unless you want to tell my mom what it means,” he smiled. She smiled back but her eyes were wet. Another twist on his heart. He could see everything she felt in her eyes. They were as expressive and unguarded as the rest of her and he wanted so badly to tell her he felt the same but until he’d told her the truth, he wouldn’t. After Christmas. He kissed her again, harder, distracting them both but not enough to make him forget that he didn’t deserve her love.

1 comment:

  1. Our favourite Christmas tradition is for the whole family to enjoy a traditional Christmas dinner including a huge English trifle for dessert