Atlanta Romances Book-1: Figuring Out Love

"AHA! exclaimed Megan, “These will work.” She had a pair of plain black heels in her hands. Matt straightened up from the other end of her closet as she announced her find and took a few steps closer to see.

Megan put the shoes on the floor and stepped into them. As she shifted her balance she instinctively reached out and her hand landed on Matt’s shoulder. He looked over at her.

“You’ve got a dust bunny in your hair,” said Matt, smiling. He brushed it away.

“I’m probably full of dust,” said Megan. “I’ll need to find a mirror before I go back to the party.” She started toward the closet door, which also put her closer to Matt.

“You look good to me,” said Matt. “Really good.” He wasn’t exactly blocking the door, but he wasn’t getting out of her way, either. He was just… standing there, looking at her.

Megan looked at him, too. They both froze as their eyes met. Megan saw the want in his gaze and felt an answering flare of her own.

Matt put his hand on Megan’s waist and moved a little closer. Would she push him away? She didn’t. He leaned in and lowered his head toward her. She still didn’t move, so he kissed her. Gently, intensely, and pulled his head back a little. She still didn’t move away, so he kissed her again, not so gently. She felt so good! He put his other hand around her waist, too, and pulled her close to him.

This kiss wanted, no, needed, an answer.

A. E. SUMMER is the pen name for a second career writer, who enjoys reading romance novels and mysteries, and thought why not write my own?

Atlanta Romances Book-2: Acting with Love

“Time for our lift,” said Savannah. "Let's go over to the side; we'll be less in the way there.

Brian followed her. "Are you okay with this?" he asked.

"Sure," said Savannah. "Any ideas for how you'd like to carry me off?"

"I can carry you, if you want," said Brian. "I think I can lift you straight up if you want to go for height. Brendan did say he wanted a lift, right? You can let the audience see you fighting back. Do you want to try?"

"Yeah," said Savannah. Keep it simple, right? Straight up, with your hands on my hips, my hands on your shoulders, and once I'm up, I'll pound on your head and kick my feet. Very showy, no actual damage, okay?"

"Let me lift you up without the moving parts first, just to get a feel for you," said Brian.

"Okay," said Savannah. "Give me a count."

Brian moved closer to Savannah. He put his hands on her hips with his thumbs pointed up. He noticed as soon as he got close how nice she smelled. He smiled down at her, noticing all over again how attractive she was. How attracted to her he was. Focus, thought Brian. It's been a while since I've had to lift anyone.

Savannah put her hands on his shoulders. Close up, Brian looked bigger and stronger than she'd realized. She could see the attraction in his eyes and his smile and could feel her own response catch her breath. She blinked and looked at him again but the moment was gone. Brian was looking at his hands and clearly thinking about the lift. She could see the muscles in his arms flex. She wanted to touch them. Don't get any ideas, she told herself.

The ATLANTA ROMANCES SERIES includes Figuring Out Love and Acting With Love, plus at least two more planned titles.

A. E. SUMMER is the pen name for a second career writer, who enjoys reading romance novels and mysteries, and thought why not write my own?