About HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS
There's
no place like home for the holidays, especially for divorced pastry chef Iris
Nelson. After escaping an abusive marriage, she's found peace on charming Cavanaugh
Island. As the holiday approaches, Iris looks forward to spending it with her
newfound best friend's family . . . and their very handsome visitor.
On leave from Afghanistan, Army Master Sergeant Collier Ward is excited to be
reunited with his family for Christmas. But the best gift of all may be this
warm, beautiful stranger who joins them for the festivities. With his visit
coming to an end, Collier can't deny the heat smoldering between them. Yet
Iris can't help but wonder if it's just the glow of the season-and one night
of passion-or a true miracle of love that will change their lives forever . .
.
Excerpt
Iris folded her
hands at her waist. “How long will it
take for me to find out everything I need to know about you, Mr. Special
Forces?”
Collier’s body
stiffened in shock, he momentarily speechless. How had she known? Had Tracy told Iris
about his military background? “I
don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Iris took a step,
bringing them within inches of the other.
“Yes, you do, Collier. I grew
up an Army brat and my father retired last year as a full bird, so the fact
that you’re in the military and Tracy has been as closed-mouthed as a clam
about you speaks volumes.” She rested
a hand on his chest. “There are no photographs
of you anywhere in this house and she’s never mentioned you by name. That means you’re Delta Force, Green Beret,
Ranger or Navy SEAL. Please don’t
insult my intelligence by denying it.”
He covered her hand
with his free one. “If you know so
much, you also know it’s not something we can talk about. What do you want me
to say?”
She rose on tiptoe.
“Just tell me I’m right.”
Collier stared at
her mouth under lowered lids. He
wanted to kiss her. Really kiss Iris
with the passion he found hard to control whenever they were together. “You’re right,” he whispered.
“Thank you,” she drawled, barely able to keep the
laughter from her voice. She executed
a snappy salute, then turned on her heels and walked in the direction of the
kitchen, Collier’s eyes fixed on her hips in the fitted jeans.
Oh, this was going
to be interesting. Time to step up his
game.
About Rochelle Alers
Bestselling
author, Rochelle Alers has nearly two million copies of her novels in print.
She is also the recipient of numerous awards, including the Gold Pen Award,
the Emma Award, Vivian Stephens Award for Excellence in Romance Writing, the
Romantic Times Career Achievement Award and the Zora Neale Hurston Literary
Award.
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