by Amy Rose Bennett
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BLURB:
The girl Ginny Williams used to be is long gone…
After returning home from the Korean War a widow, former MASH surgical nurse, Ginny Williams, heads to the Jersey Shore for a weekend of much needed R&R. But her plans to do nothing more than relax on the beach go seriously awry when the boy who broke her heart on Prom night nine years ago—the now hotter-than-hot ‘fly-boy’ Jett Kelly—shows up on her patch of sand. To make matters worse, Captain Kelly seems to be on a mission to win her trust, and maybe even her heart again. But the last thing Ginny wants is a man—especially one like Jett—in her life. She’s a career nurse now, and that’s that. If only Jett wasn’t so damned charming and attractive…
US air force pilot, Captain Jefferson ‘Jett’ Kelly Junior is blown away to have stumbled across the beautiful yet shy and bookish girl he used to have a huge crush on in high school—especially now that Ginny is all grown up and sexy as hell. Problem is, she’s also not backward in coming forward when letting him know she hasn’t forgiven him for the Prom-kiss-gone-wrong incident. Even though Jett knows he’ll have his work cut out for him to get a second chance with her, he’s definitely going to give it his best shot…
Despite Ginny’s determination to keep her head—she’s certainly not the naïve girl she used to be—when Jett starts to unashamedly woo her, she soon realizes that maybe her heart didn’t get the memo…
Why not?
There were at least a dozen good reasons why not, but for the life of her, Ginny couldn’t bring herself to utter a single one. Her breath caught in her chest and her pulse started to race as Jett pulled her closer into his warm, hard body then began to effortlessly guide her in a slow foxtrot around this quiet, dimly lit, corner of the Pavilion. Memories of their dance long ago immediately flooded her mind and panic zipped around inside her belly. To say this was ill-advised was an understatement. More like flat-out crazy.
It’s only a dance, Ginny. He’s pretty much assured you he won’t try anything unless you want it. Let go for a few minutes.
With a sigh, she closed her eyes and made herself relax into Jett’s hold, at last allowing herself to enjoy the feel of his hand splayed across the small of her back, the enveloping strength of his arms, the press of his thighs against hers. The hardness of bone and taut muscles beneath her hand upon his shoulder. The intoxicating, maleness of him.
Whoa. She tensed up again, fighting the impulse to press her body hard up against his, to rest her cheek upon his chest. The issue was, and had always been, that a few minutes in Jett’s arms wouldn’t be enough. Perhaps she could trust him to behave tonight, but she seriously doubted she could trust herself. She opened her eyes and pulled away from him a little, struggling for control; focused her gaze over Jett’s shoulder on the crashing surf beyond the boardwalk.
Jett immediately noticed the change in her posture. He slowed the pace of his steps and she could feel the weight of his gaze upon her face. But she couldn’t meet his eyes. The intimacy of the moment suddenly felt too much.
A hot, telling blush scalded her cheeks. She should go. But her reckless body wouldn’t obey.
“Ginny?” He stopped at the edge of the Pavilion and cupped her flushed cheek, tilting her face towards his so she couldn’t avoid him. His gaze searched hers then dropped to her mouth.
Oh my. Her hand flexed tightly around his shoulder. He was going to kiss her. She knew it. And she couldn’t say no. Didn’t want to say no. But then why fight the inevitable anyway? Hadn’t they been headed straight towards this moment all day? Her heart pounded so loudly she could hear it in her own ears, above the roar of the wind and waves.
His gaze, hot and hungry, captured hers again. “Is a goodnight kiss a sanctioned—”
“Jett honey. Fancy meeting you here!”
Ginny stiffened and Jett swore under his breath. Jett honey? Who the hell was calling Jett, honey?
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Amy Rose Bennett has always wanted to be a writer for as long as she can remember. An avid reader with a particular love for historical romance, it seemed only natural to write stories in her favorite genre. She has a passion for creating emotion-packed—and sometimes a little racy—stories set in the Georgian and Regency periods. Of course, her strong-willed heroines and rakish heroes always find their happily ever after.
Amy is happily married to her own Alpha male hero, has two beautiful daughters, a rather loopy Rhodesian Ridgeback and a Devonshire Rex cat with attitude. She is a Speech Pathologist, but is currently devoting her time to her one other true calling—writing romance.
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