Thought I’d post a snippet from my second Mill Pond romance. Might post a few off and on to give you a taste of the novel. Harmony Meyers’s parents were nothing to brag about and left her in her brother’s care as often as possible. Her brother resented having to babysit her and let her know it. She has little faith in family and doesn’t connect with too many people. This scene shows why:
She heard footsteps stop at the kitchen door, and Ian’s voice. “I’m heading home for the night. You left your watch in suite three, Brody. Here. Catch!”
She caught the movement of Ian’s arm as he tossed the watch, underhanded. She shut the oven door and straightened in time to see Brody raise his hand to catch it. His fist stopped inches from her face. He nodded to Ian as he left, then turned to her and stopped abruptly.
“Harmony?” His voice was gentle, tentative. “Are you all right?”
Fear clogged her throat. She couldn’t answer. Her heart pounded. Old instincts.
He reached for her, and she planted her feet in a fighter’s stance. She pulled her arms up, her hands balled into fists to protect her face. New instincts. No one would ever slap her again.
Brody pushed his arms out at his sides, palms forward, in a defenseless pose. “I won’t hurt you. I’d never hurt you.”
Harmony took quick breaths, fighting for calm. Brody wasn’t her brother. He’d never hit a woman. She buried her face in her hands, and her shoulders shook.
Strong arms wrapped around her. She leaned against Brody’s broad chest. He didn’t say a word, just hugged her to him. After a while, she moved away from him. She felt stupid. Ridiculous.