Good morning! It’s Friday and I’ve got a smile on my face. Do you?
I’m working on several manuscripts at the moment and sometimes they become a blur. They like to intermingle and try to confuse me, but then other times, they come together to make something incredible. Not that my writing is incredible, but the way words come together to form stories that take people away from their problems, away from their world for just a moment, it’s simply amazing.
As for my current works, here’s a little snippet from Lacey’s Choice:
Drake stood holding Lacey’s hand, his shaking a bit as she looked up at him with tears in her eyes. “Lacey will you marry me? I know it’s only been a couple of weeks, but when you know in your heart that the woman standing in front of you is your soul mate, then it’s time to make a move before she goes back to America without you.”
Lacey took a deep breath, unsure if her words would come out. She’d thought he was going to tell her he loved her, not propose. Then as she looked up into those blue eyes, the color of the Swiss sky on a cloudless day, she knew beyond a shadow of a doubt, he was the one.
Nodding her head, she smiled up at him. “Yes, I’ll marry you Drake.”
He engulfed her in his arms, pulling her close to him as he kissed her in front of the windows as the snow fell outside. The only sound was the soft music that surrounded them and the crackling fire. Then he pulled back with a look of concern.
“I don’t have a ring for you. It’s not like I knew I’d be proposing today.” He looked a little embarrassed.
“Drake, all I need is you, not a ring or anything else, just you.” Lacey reached up and kissed him again, but this time she let him know how much he meant to her.
Then her cell rang, pulling her out of the moment. She looked down at the screen and made a bad face as she saw the name, Brent. Drake saw the name too and her frown. He knew she loved him, but she’d also loved the man on the other end of that line. She’d been prepared to marry Brent and when she’d came here to Switzerland, her heart was broken. Could he possibly lose her?
As always, good writing and May God Bless You…