3 Wishes, by Peggy Jaeger
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3 Wishes
3 Wishes
Valentine’s
Day is chocolatier Chloe San Valentino’s favorite day of the year. Not only is
it the busiest day in her candy shop, Caramelle de Chloe, but it’s also her
birthday. Chloe’s got a birthday wish list for the perfect man she pulls out
every year: he’d fall in love with her in a heartbeat, he’d be someone who
cares about people, and he’d have one blue eye and one green eye, just like
her. So far, Chloe’s fantasy man hasn’t materialized, despite the matchmaking
efforts of her big, close-knit Italian family. But this year for her big 3-0
birthday, she just might get her three wishes.
Excerpt:
At about five minutes of ten I was
almost ready to turn the Closed sign
on the door when it opened. I heard Janie’s breath hitch and turned from where
I was sweeping up. Staying open late is always a risk, with the thought thieves
will invade at the end of the day.
If the guy standing at the door
glancing around the shop was a thief, then Dio
mio, I wanted to be robbed.
About six foot, his hair was the
color of a deer’s pelt, with autumnal golds and browns shot together in a
glorious patchwork that grazed the collar of his jacket and curled a little at
the ends. He wore a faded brown bomber jacket over a shirt I couldn’t see, but
he had shoulders almost as wide as my doorway. A pair of well-worn jeans
covered his mile long legs, and the fabric on the stress points at his knees
was practically white.
“We’re about to close,” I heard
myself say. “Can I help you?”
It was at that moment he looked over
at me.
His face could have been sculpted by
Da Vinci or Michelangelo. A broad, smooth, forehead housed naturally arched
eyebrows I knew some of my gay guy friends would have paid a fortune to have on
their own faces. His cheeks were carved from marble, high, smooth and deep. And
his mouth, mother-of-God, his mouth.
Full, thick beautiful lips sat perfectly over a chin with a dent you could
shove a button into and have it stay put.
“Sorry,” he said, those fabulous
lips pulling up a little shyly at the corners. “I got stuck at work and
couldn’t get here until now. I’ll be quick. Promise.”
So here’s the thing: the guy was
gorgeous. But even if he’d looked like a frog with raw antipasto smothering his
face, I would have dropped to my knees when he opened his mouth. Warm honey, a
shot of raw whiskey, and a little hot puff of smoke wafted from his mouth like
a fine and rare brandy being decanted.
Author
Bio:
Peggy
Jaeger is a contemporary romance author who writes about strong women, the
families who support them, and the men who can't live without them.
Her current titles, available now, include SKATER'S WALTZ and THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME, and FIRST IMPRESSIONS books 1 through 3 in her 6-book The MacQuire Women Series, published by The Wild Rose Press.
Peggy holds a master's degree in Nursing Administration and first found publication with several articles she authored on Alzheimer's Disease during her time running an Alzheimer's in-patient care unit during the 1990s.
A lifelong and avid romance reader and writer, she is a member of RWA and her local New Hampshire RWA Chapter.
Her current titles, available now, include SKATER'S WALTZ and THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME, and FIRST IMPRESSIONS books 1 through 3 in her 6-book The MacQuire Women Series, published by The Wild Rose Press.
Peggy holds a master's degree in Nursing Administration and first found publication with several articles she authored on Alzheimer's Disease during her time running an Alzheimer's in-patient care unit during the 1990s.
A lifelong and avid romance reader and writer, she is a member of RWA and her local New Hampshire RWA Chapter.
Amazon Author page: http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00T8E5LN0
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