Enjoy this snippet from my 1.99 Christmas romance, "The Faberge Secret."
ENJOY THIS EXCERPT:
on a cell phone stood next to the window. The hair on the back of Dimitri's neck bristled. They didn't look suspicious, but he couldn't shake the feeling someone was watching him. A man dressed in a black overcoat stood near the door, his face invisible in the shadows.
Dimitri settled the bill and obtained the keys to the rental car.
He wanted to move fast because of the suspected surveillance. Dimitri took the stairs back to Elise's room two at a time. The ladies were packed and ready to go. Lucy appeared composed, but rubbed one of her wrists. Concern snaked through him.
"Is something wrong?" he asked.
"I have some aspirin at my flat."
"Oh, I have some Advil in my purse," Elise said.
Dimitri waited patiently as Elise poured some water for Lucy and gave her the
painkillers. Lucy swallowed them. "What's next?" she asked.
Dimitri admired the lady's courage, especially since she was the one who had been
attacked. Elise picked her friends well.
Elise nodded and grabbed her bag. It rolled on wheels, as did Lucy's. Dimitri stepped forward and placed his hand over Elise's. His pulse spiked from the contact. Damn. She had a way of exciting his body with just a touch.
"I'll take the bag."
"We can take our own luggage." Her eyes shone with an independence of spirit he admired.
"I mean no offense. I'm only trying to be a gentleman."
"A gentleman usually respects a lady's wishes."
Dimitri reluctantly removed his hand from hers. "I do insist on taking your bag, Lucy,
since your wrist is sore."
Relief washed over her face. "Thank you."
He followed behind the ladies as they took the elevator to the lobby. The woman on the
cell phone had left. So had the man in the overcoat. Elise and Lucy turned in their key cards. Dimitri skimmed the lobby again, but everything appeared normal. So why did the hair on the back of his neck bristle once more? Maybe the man in the overcoat had only switched corners? Dimitri didn't see anyone watching them, but then again, he wasn't the trained policeman in the family.
When the ladies finished, Dimitri led them back to the elevator. They moved into the parking garage with quiet determination. Dimitri quickly found the rental, and they packed their bags into the back. The uneasy feeling had left him, but if he didn't move fast, he might lose the advantage.
"Ladies, get in and bend down so you can't be seen."
"Why?" Elise asked.
"In case someone is watching once we hit the street," Dimitri said.