“Even though Sam wasn't a romance author, he knew all the big ones, the heavy hitters and those that had crossed genres. He was greeted by most of the authors, some he knew and others who wanted to meet the… — Carolyn Gibbs Copy Share
“N matter how stressed Claire became, the tropical trees and exotic island flowers decorating the lobby always managed to take her breath away and… — Carolyn Gibbs Copy Share Image
“Sam stood on the second floor veranda of the hotel, across from the pool, and looked out spotting Claire. His heart took a tiny leap in his chest when he first caught sight of her in the crowd around the pool, he zeroed in on her face instantly, like a computer program scanning faces. Her almond-shaped brown eyes captivated him,… — Carolyn Gibbs Copy Share
“Even though Sam wasn't a romance author, he knew all the big ones, the heavy hitters and those that had crossed genres. He was greeted by most of the authors, some he knew and others who wanted to meet the famous author. Needless to say the romance genre remained comprised mostly by women authors. Sam stuck out like a rooster… — Carolyn Gibbs Copy Share
“Sam hadn't left New York with Claire, he'd just arrived at the hotel that morning, checked in, put a few things away in his… — Carolyn Gibbs Copy Share Image
“Goodnight, Sam." Sam took a deep breath and tried to settle himself. It did not good, instead he inhaled a hint of her vanilla perfume mixed with the smell of sea salt. He couldn't help himself. His mind drifted. He longed to buy his face in her neck and breathe it in. Instead he made due with taking deep breathes… — Carolyn Gibbs Copy Share
“Claire started to unbutton her blouse and looked over her shoulder at Sam, who tried to discreetly sneak a peek at her. She reached… — Carolyn Gibbs Copy Share Image
