Since we're now past Thanksgiving, I thought I'd remind everyone about my novella, The Christmas Ball, from the American historical Christmas anthology, An American Rose Christmas.The anthology came out a year ago and The Wild Rose Press is offering an e-book copy for the price of $4.20. It's also available in print.
Excerpt from The Christmas Ball:
Sara closed her eyes and breathed deeply. Doc Ellison's kiss had scattered her senses. For months she'd dreamed of being in his arms. As he reached for the buttons on her shirt, her breath caught. His hands on her body thrilled her. She'd never felt like this before.
After loosening the buttons, he opened the shirt and gazed at her bosom.
She studied him, wondering what he was thinking. Did he like what he saw?
He dropped his hands and half-turned away.
"Please," she gasped. "Don't stop."
Turning back, his gaze roved over her. She tried to read his expression. Was that desire she saw, or disgust?
"We should be going now," he said. His gaze dropped to the hay strewn ground.
"No!" Boldly she reached out and fingered the buttons of his coat. He didn't move as she slowly undid them and parted the material. Her fingers tingled as they brushed over his shirt, feeling hardened muscle beneath.
His breath hitched, but he gently pushed her away. "Miss Brewster, we mustn't..."
"Doc!" A shout from outside, startled her. She jerked away from the doctor and scanned the barn opening.
"Yes," Ellison called. He eyed her. "You'd best go."
She nodded, hurriedly fastening her buttons. One of the other stewards approached. His dark eyes slid from her to the doctor. "They don't need me in the hospital tent, and told me to come on over and give you a hand."
Ellison glanced at Sara. "We're about finished here. I was on my way back."
"All right, Doc," the soldier said. "I'll head back with you."
She swallowed, not sure she could find her voice. "Ah... I'm off duty, so I reckon I’ll head back to my tent."
Ellison reached up and gave her shoulder a squeeze. "I'll see you tomorrow."
She caught his gaze, trying to gauge his thoughts. Would he have allowed her to undress him if they hadn't been interrupted?
The Christmas Ball is part of the anthology An American Rose Christmas. For more information visit my website http://susanmacatee.com/americanrosechristmas.html
To purchase from The Wild Rose Press http://www.thewildrosepress.com/an-american-rose-christmas-p-3807.html
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