From America’s beloved storyteller, Barbara Delinsky, comes a classic novel of a woman who sets her sights on adventure—and exposes her heart to love…
With one failed marriage behind her—and nothing to look forward to but a much-needed vacation—news photographer Eva Jordenson grabs her camera, claims her husband’s airplane ticket, and heads off to Rio de Janeiro. Before she even leaves the airport, she zooms in on a strikingly handsome man who catches her eye with his dark smoldering looks. At her hotel, Eva collapses in bed and dreams of this gorgeous vision of a man. When she awakes, he is there. In the flesh. In her room. And, in the heat of the moment, in her arms. His name is Roberto, a Brazilian guide hired to lead her ex-husband on a search for a legendary gemstone. Now, it is Eva he will lead. Into the wild. To the peaks of passion. And beyond the point of no return…
Previously published as The Passionate Touch by Bonnie Drake
I was born and raised in suburban Boston. My mother’s death, when I was eight, was the defining event of a childhood that was otherwise ordinary. I took piano lessons and flute lessons. I took ballroom dancing lessons. I went to summer camp through my fifteenth year (in Maine, which explains the setting of so many of my stories), then spent my sixteenth summer learning to type and to drive (two skills that have served me better than all of my other high school courses combined). I earned a B.A. in Psychology at Tufts University and an M.A. in Sociology at Boston College. The motivation behind the M.A. was sheer greed. My husband was just starting law school. We needed the money.
Following graduate school, I worked as a researcher with the Massachusetts Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children, and as a photographer and reporter for the Belmont Herald. I did the newspaper work after my first son was born. Since I was heavily into taking pictures of him, I worked for the paper to support that habit. Initially, I wrote only in a secondary capacity, to provide copy for the pictures I took. In time, I realized that I was better at writing than photography. I used both skills doing volunteer work for hospital groups, and have served on the Board of Directors of the Friends of the Massachusetts General Hospital Cancer Center and on the MGH’s Women’s Cancer Advisory Board.
I became an actual writer by fluke. My twins were four when, by chance, I happened on a newspaper article profiling three female writers. Intrigued, I spent three months researching, plotting, and writing my own book - and it sold.
My niche? I write about the emotional crises that we face in our lives. Readers identify with my characters. They know them. They are them. I'm an everyday woman writing about everyday people facing not-so-everyday challenges.
My novels are character-driven studies of marriage, parenthood, sibling rivalry, and friendship, and I’ve been blessed in having readers who buy them eagerly enough to put them on the major bestseller lists. One of my latest, Sweet Salt Air, came out in 2013. Blueprints, my second novel with St. Martin’s Press, became my 22nd New York Times bestselling novel soon after its release in June 2015. Making Up, my work in progress, will be published in 2018.
2018? Yikes. I didn’t think I’d live that long. I thought I’d die of breast cancer back in the 1900's, like my mom. But I didn’t. I was diagnosed nearly twenty years ago, had surgery and treatment, and here I am, stronger than ever and loving having authored yet another book, this one the non-fiction Uplift: Secrets From the Sisterhood of Breast Cancer Survivors. First published in 2001, Uplift is a handbook of practical tips and upbeat anecdotes that I compiled with the help of 350 breast cancer survivors, their families and friends. These survivors just ... blew me away! They gave me the book that I wish I’d had way back when I was diagnosed. There is no medical information here, nothing frightening, simply practical advice from friends who’ve had breast cancer. The 10th Anniversary Volume of Uplift is now in print. And the money I’ve made on the book? Every cent has gone to my charitable foundation, which funds an ongoing research fellowship at Massachusetts General Hospital.
The Passionate Touch is an excellent book for leisure reading. My mother bought it on October 1980, and I thought to read it. The book was very easy to read and follow the story. The story is well written and keeps you engaged. I gave the book three stars due to the stubbornness and naiveté of the main character towards someone else who, as a reader, could see she was interpreting them wrong. I understand her conflicts and past experiences, or rather a trauma, would not let her accept that there is something different, better. However, at times it was too much. Falling in love in a few days is romantic, but finding a man in your bed when you wake and let him make love to you is questionable at best. However, I liked it a lot. The author was flawless with the ways she told the story, and I will be looking out for more books.
1)Bu türdeki kitaplarda karakterler çok cabuk aşık olmakta ve bence bu bazen çok sinir bozucu oluyor. 2)Önce öpüşüp sonra kavga etmeleri yada kavga sonrası öpüşüp tekrar birbirlerine kızmaları çok ilginç. 3)Saçma bir şekilde ve oldukça çocukça tartışıyor ve cevaplarınıda komik buluyorum(mantıksız anlamında) 4)Kızımız Eva Roberto'nun onu sevmediğini düşünmektedir lakin Roberto sevdiğini söyleyince anında inanmıştır..
bilemiyorum..değişik bir kitaptı..pek sevemedim..diologlar biraz yapmacık ve zorlama geldi.. çeviride pek tatmin edici değildi... ama kitap oldukça eski..bende durumu buna yordum..
onun dışında kızımız kocasını kaybetmiş ve onun gideceği bir geziye kendisi gitmiştir. Orda Roberto ile tanışmıştır..işte ilk başta onun beraberlerinde gelmesine karşı çıksada sonunda kabul etmiş ve grup olarak çıkmışlardır brezilya dağlarına.. bu çiftimiz sürekli tartışma içerisindeler.. Roberto bi an iyiyken birden kızıveriyor... Eva desen ayrı bi alem...neye niye kızdığını bile anlayamadım..
neysem çok kötülemiş olabilirim ama okunabilir seviyede.. benim pek tercih edeceğim türde değildi o kadar =)