SPOONING
DAISY
by
Maggie McConnell
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GENRE:
contemporary romance (romantic comedy)
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BLURB:
Her
mango chutney is exquisite; her blueberry sauce to die for. But Chef
de Cuisine Daisy Moon is a woman without a kitchen after a "bit
of trouble" at her last job. Now blacklisted from Seattle to San
Francisco, Daisy's sole job offer is from Wild Man Lodge in Otter
Bite, Alaska, where the end of the road is just the beginning.
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EXCERPT
His
laugh was immediate. Daisy realized how ridiculous her allegation
was. Max Kendall's particular brand of woman didn't need lies to
motivate her into his bed. His women were fun and adventurous and,
unlike Daisy, didn't have impossible expectations.
"I
thought we were talking about you," he said with a dying
chuckle. "But if you think you're helping the enemy..."
With his good leg bearing the brunt of his weight, he rose from the
bed. Grabbing the handles on his duffle bag, he slowly stepped toward
the bathroom.
"If
the lights were dim and the music soft and the wine expensive."
Max
turned at the door. "And?"
"And
what?"
"I
don't believe for one second that you, Daisy, would be undermined by
lights, music, and wine."
"And…
if I thought you were...special."
"And
what makes a man special?"
Daisy
hesitated at the fork in her road. She could give Max an honest
answer or… "Well, for one thing, he's very forgiving--"
His eyes
crinkled as his grin returned.
"--And
he would never use all the hot water just to prove some ridiculous
point."
"I
guess I'm not the only one who has trouble giving a straight answer.
See you when the water runs cold." The bathroom door clicked
shut.
"And
he makes me smile," Daisy murmured, smiling.
Excerpt
Three:
"I
had apple strudel. I never have apple strudel. It's not my usual."
"You
came here to tell me you had apple strudel?"
"The
thing is...I liked it. For a change, I mean. Once. Not every day, of
course."
"Max--"
"The
truth is..." He stepped toward her. "The truth is...I feel
bad about giving you such a hard time at breakfast."
"Ohhhh.
This is an apology."
"No,
absolutely not." Max retracted the step he'd just taken. "This
is absolutely NOT an apology."
Daisy
huffed. Normally, she'd take great satisfaction in Max's guilt and
take equal pleasure in the banter that would surely follow. However,
she was a woman on a mission, and she didn't have the time, not with
Otter Bite hanging by a manila envelope. "Fine. Thank you for
coming here NOT to apologize and for that apple strudel thing. And--"
She momentarily softened. "--the money. But I just don't have
the time for whatever this is."
Once
again he stepped toward her. "You're making this extremely
difficult."
"This?
This what? What am I making--"
"This."
The word melted into her mouth.
The two
hundreds floated from her hand to the floor. Then, her arms wrapped
Max's neck, his body pressed hers, and Daisy was lost in a kiss she
never expected to own.
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AUTHOR
Bio and Links:
Golden
Heart nominee Maggie McConnell spent her childhood overseas as the
daughter of US diplomats. Attending college in Illinois, she earned a
BA in Art and an MBA while working at the local humane shelter. At
26, she packed her dog and cat into a Ford truck and drove the Alcan
Highway to Alaska, where she spent 23 years exploring The Last
Frontier in a single-engine Cessna. A vegan and animal rights
advocate, Maggie provides a sanctuary on her Arizona ranch for all
creatures great and small, but her immediate family includes dog
Molly, cat Sara, horses Quinn and Teena, and an ever-growing dynasty
of chipmunks. Every year, like the Gray Whale, Maggie returns to
Alaska.
Website:
http://MaggieMcConnellRomance.com
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Author Page:
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2 comments:
Thanks for hosting!
I don't know who "Mistress of the Dark" is, but you have eclectic tastes: Dracula and Love Actually? Moody Blues (yeah!) and Oingo Boingo? Interesting. Thanks for the nice spread. Daisy and I appreciate it. Maggie
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