An excerpt from "Sea Breeze"
“Then leave Arthur. Forget you found me. Make him understand I had to go. I need a life of my own where I am judged for who I am really. Not who I am because of a name. Not the badge of our father’s business mistake.”
Arthur jumped back and held her shoulders at arms length. “Mother was never a mistake, don’t say that!”
Elleah hung her head, her hair swung forward. “I know,” she whispered.
“He won’t give you up,” Arthur said, shaking her just a little. “You’re his daughter. He loves you. He won’t walk away.”
She drew a big breath, filled her lungs and stepped back from his touch. Head high, strode across the room, towards the door and swung it open. Swallowing back the thickness in her throat, she locked eyes with her brother. “He has to. You have to make him. Forget about me. Leave me to live a life I carve out for myself.”
Arthur paused briefly on the threshold, pulled her tight against him and kissed her brow. Then his heavy step echoed down the corridor. He didn’t look back.
Elleah waited at the door and watched him walk away. With a heavy sigh she turned back to her room. She stopped, surprised. Across the hall another door stood open. Inside a tall man with heavy brows and a stern chin stared with open curiosity. His arm braced against the lintel while he raised a glass with amber liquid to his mouth. Lips upturned in a casual smirk, his daring gaze travelled the length of her flowered silk robe in frank appraisal.
Without confirming the robe had indeed fallen open to pool loosely across her breast, Elleah turned on her heel and closed her door with a decisive click.
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“Then leave Arthur. Forget you found me. Make him understand I had to go. I need a life of my own where I am judged for who I am really. Not who I am because of a name. Not the badge of our father’s business mistake.”
Arthur jumped back and held her shoulders at arms length. “Mother was never a mistake, don’t say that!”
Elleah hung her head, her hair swung forward. “I know,” she whispered.
“He won’t give you up,” Arthur said, shaking her just a little. “You’re his daughter. He loves you. He won’t walk away.”
She drew a big breath, filled her lungs and stepped back from his touch. Head high, strode across the room, towards the door and swung it open. Swallowing back the thickness in her throat, she locked eyes with her brother. “He has to. You have to make him. Forget about me. Leave me to live a life I carve out for myself.”
Arthur paused briefly on the threshold, pulled her tight against him and kissed her brow. Then his heavy step echoed down the corridor. He didn’t look back.
Elleah waited at the door and watched him walk away. With a heavy sigh she turned back to her room. She stopped, surprised. Across the hall another door stood open. Inside a tall man with heavy brows and a stern chin stared with open curiosity. His arm braced against the lintel while he raised a glass with amber liquid to his mouth. Lips upturned in a casual smirk, his daring gaze travelled the length of her flowered silk robe in frank appraisal.
Without confirming the robe had indeed fallen open to pool loosely across her breast, Elleah turned on her heel and closed her door with a decisive click.
For more exciting—titillating—romantic blogs, check out:
http://transcanadaromancewriters.blogspot.ca/search/label/Romancing%20The%208
Darlene Fredette - http://www.findingthewritewords.blogspot.ca/
Gini Rifkin - http://ginirifkin.blogspot.com/
Linda Carroll-Bradd - http://blog.lindacarroll-bradd.com/
Marlow Kelly- http://www.marlowkelly.com/my-blog---history-and-other-ponderings