Wednesday, January 04, 2012

Midnight's Sweet Kiss #58 on Kindle Contemporary Chart

Thank you dear readers, you have made my year! Currently, Midnight's Sweet Kiss is #58 on Kindle's Contemporary chart.

For those who did purchase my book, I hope that you enjoyed the story of Sophie and Noah. And maybe you are a little bit curious to find out if Olivia and Tate, the close friends of Sophie and Noah, ever hook up. If you are, I'm happy to share that I'll soon be starting to write their story.

Midnight's Sweet Kiss is an Amazon exclusive and can be purchased Here

Sophie Kurtz finds herself stranded in New York after catching her fiancé kissing another woman. But thanks to Noah Conley, a knight in shining armor, or rather, a kindhearted, attractive cab driver, her night turns around.

She watched him mix the drink with ease and pour them into a couple glasses, complete with green olives on a toothpick.
He handed the glass to her. “Enjoy. It’s my specialty.”
Sophie took a sip and let the liquid slide down her throat. “This is delicious. Is there anything you don’t do well?”
“Sing, so please don’t ask me to torture you or my neighbors that way.”
She laughed. “I can’t sing either.” When her glass was empty he took it from her.
“Care for another?”
Aware of the growing desire for him, she thought it best to stop at one. At least for now. “Maybe later. So I’m curious, what would you like to do if you weren’t driving the cab?”
Noah set their glasses on the counter and put his hands in his pockets. “I don’t really know. I never made a solid plan. I’ve been a go-with-the-flow kind of guy.”
“Do you regret that?”
“Not at all. You never know what’s going to be around the next corner. I guess that’s why I like driving. I could follow a map where the streets are all marked out, or I can take different streets and enjoy the adventure.” He paused and shook his head. “That probably sounded dumb.”
“No. I like how carefree you are. I wish I could be with you. Err, like you. Carefree I mean.” Heat flushed her face.
He stared at her long and hard, and she swore he was going to kiss her. She moved a half inch from the counter just in case he decided to follow through. Even the soft tick tick tick of the clock on the wall started to sound like kiss kiss kiss to her.
Noah leaned in and she closed her eyes. She willed herself to not burp or hiccup at the same moment his lips made comment. What she hadn’t counted on was the untimely interruption of the telephone. Its loud incessant ring just about did her in.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled and reached past her. “I should grab that.”
Noah answered in his thigh melting voice and paced from the kitchen to the dining room and back. As he talked, she took a moment to gather her composure. That had been close and much as she wanted it, she didn’t have any business kissing another guy right now. The timing was all wrong and she was confused about the way she felt. Not about Kyle, but about Noah. She knew it wasn’t love – it was too soon for an emotion that involved and complex, but the desire to know the way he felt with his arms wrapped around her was strong. It scared her. Had she become so cold, unfeeling woman who could go through men like a disposable razor? Once they stopped working it was easier to toss and snag a new one?

Ann Cory

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