The day before publication...
Good morning friends! Third Time's The Charm is out TOMORROW! Ebooks will be available, print copy might be. I'm still waiting for the final print cover. It took a little longer this time because it is a custom cover for the book. I should have it today.
I thought I'd share a snipit here of Third Time's The Charm...
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Tony was busy the next several days. Between the team meetings, the games, practices, and helping Kat move the shop before leaving town for another game, he found very little time to dwell on their relationship. His family stepped in and even though he had to leave on Sunday for the game Monday, he helped right up until he had to be at the airport.
They talked each evening he was gone, but he could tell she had something on her mind. She seemed distant, and when he asked her about it, her response was they would talk Saturday. A round of endorsement events kept him away until late Friday night. Saturday morning he woke up feeling energized and looking forward to two weeks off--well some practices thrown in, but for the most part two weeks off. Mentally thinking about his plans for the night, he reviewed the checklist he created to help ensure they had a romantic evening. He planned it down to the last detail. Steaks were marinating, the potatoes baking, salad mixed, and a red wine breathing. He even got a chocolate desert from a desert place he remembered Graham’s mother raving about.
Freshly showered and dressed in a pair of slacks and a button-down shirt left strategically open at the collar, he paced the floor waiting for Kat to arrive. He was nervous for some reason. After checking his watch for the fifth time in three minutes--and she was late--he settled into a chair. Just as he got comfortable, the doorbell rang.
Opening the front door, he mentally braced himself for the little pang that still hit him every time he saw her. What he saw, though, alarmed him. While she was dressed in a long skirt and sweater and appeared to have her makeup on, she was extremely pale and had dark circles under her eyes. Reaching out, he hauled her over the door jam and into his arms. “What’s wrong?” He asked trying to calm his rapidly beating heart.
“We need to talk,” was her muffled response because she had buried her face in his chest. When he tried to get her to look at him, she resisted.
“Kat, tell me what’s wrong. We can fix whatever it is,” he assured her, trying to push her away to look into her face.
She finally looked up, her eyes bright with tears, “Tony, I’m pregnant.”
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Time to start working on Book 4 with Adam and Samantha's story. After some suggestions from my editors and plot people (I really need a name for them--hmmm...), I am kicking around the name Supposed To Be.
Oh well, off to get start on my day. Have a good one friends!
I thought I'd share a snipit here of Third Time's The Charm...
**
Tony was busy the next several days. Between the team meetings, the games, practices, and helping Kat move the shop before leaving town for another game, he found very little time to dwell on their relationship. His family stepped in and even though he had to leave on Sunday for the game Monday, he helped right up until he had to be at the airport.
They talked each evening he was gone, but he could tell she had something on her mind. She seemed distant, and when he asked her about it, her response was they would talk Saturday. A round of endorsement events kept him away until late Friday night. Saturday morning he woke up feeling energized and looking forward to two weeks off--well some practices thrown in, but for the most part two weeks off. Mentally thinking about his plans for the night, he reviewed the checklist he created to help ensure they had a romantic evening. He planned it down to the last detail. Steaks were marinating, the potatoes baking, salad mixed, and a red wine breathing. He even got a chocolate desert from a desert place he remembered Graham’s mother raving about.
Freshly showered and dressed in a pair of slacks and a button-down shirt left strategically open at the collar, he paced the floor waiting for Kat to arrive. He was nervous for some reason. After checking his watch for the fifth time in three minutes--and she was late--he settled into a chair. Just as he got comfortable, the doorbell rang.
Opening the front door, he mentally braced himself for the little pang that still hit him every time he saw her. What he saw, though, alarmed him. While she was dressed in a long skirt and sweater and appeared to have her makeup on, she was extremely pale and had dark circles under her eyes. Reaching out, he hauled her over the door jam and into his arms. “What’s wrong?” He asked trying to calm his rapidly beating heart.
“We need to talk,” was her muffled response because she had buried her face in his chest. When he tried to get her to look at him, she resisted.
“Kat, tell me what’s wrong. We can fix whatever it is,” he assured her, trying to push her away to look into her face.
She finally looked up, her eyes bright with tears, “Tony, I’m pregnant.”
**
Time to start working on Book 4 with Adam and Samantha's story. After some suggestions from my editors and plot people (I really need a name for them--hmmm...), I am kicking around the name Supposed To Be.
Oh well, off to get start on my day. Have a good one friends!
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