USA Today Best-selling author Susan R. Hughes is my guest today and I'm aiming the spotlight at her contemporary romance A BABY FOR NEW YEAR'S. Welcome Susan!
After an emotionally destructive marriage, Meg has settled into a quiet life as a single mother. When her pregnant teenage niece arrives at her door, seeking shelter, Meg finds herself caught in a family drama between the girl's parents. She hasn't seen her estranged sister Kelly or her former brother-in-law Evan in years, but she hasn’t forgotten her secret crush on him when they were teenagers. Now that he's single again, he still makes Meg weak in the knees. As the New Year brings complications she never thought she wanted, should she listen to her heart and take a chance on love?
Evan stood waiting at the top of the stairs, a small smile hovering on his lips. “They’re great kids,” he whispered.
“Yeah, they are. And you’re going to be an awesome grandfather,” Meg added with a quiet chuckle. “You know, before Julie was born, I couldn’t picture you as a dad. But you were a natural with her right from the start. And right now, I honestly can’t picture a kid calling you ‘Grandpa.’ But I know you’ll be wonderful.”
His smile widened. “Thank you, Meg. That means a lot to me.”
She meant to walk past him and head downstairs. But she paused beside him, overcome with feeling for him, and lifted her hand to touch his face. She caressed her fingertips across the coarse day’s growth on his cheek, her thumb grazing his soft mouth. The dim light from the living room glittered in his beautiful eyes.
“You’re a wonderful man,” she murmured.
Evan’s lips parted slightly. His warm, intent gaze tangled with hers, while his hand covered hers and he pressed a gentle kiss to the tip of her thumb.
Awareness quivered from Meg’s hand straight to the pit of her stomach. Her heart slammed against her ribs with a blow that made her catch her breath.
She knew she ought to suppress her feelings. She should walk away and send him straight back to his hotel. But she stayed rooted to the floor, only letting her hand fall from his mouth as he bent to graze his lips against her temple.
“You’re wearing that rose scent again,” he whispered. “That fragrance haunts my dreams.”
Meg closed her eyes as desire for him spiralled through her in a heady rush. Tilting her face upward, she leaned into him and brushed her lips against his mouth.
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