Due to the blog tour, I missed last week. So today, post any excerpt of 500 words or less. Keep it PG-13. I also invite you to post your buy links and social medial info.
Here is mine from my new release, and Amazon bestseller, The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh.
Anna was at the table with her breakfast plate and had poured a cup of tea when Rutherford walked in.
She blinked. “What would you like?”
“Tea and food?” He smiled, charmingly.
“Help yourself to the dishes on the sideboard.” She waved her hand in the direction. “I’ll serve you tea. Are you early, or am I late?”
“I’m early. I awoke at dawn, and rather than bothering my staff, I came here. I knew you’d be up. Besides, I rather like the idea of eating breakfast with you.” He’d like the idea even more if he’d woken up with her. Anna blushed as if she’d heard him. “Where would you like to ride this morning?”
She tilted her head first one way then the other. “Hmm, I don’t know. Where would you like to go?”
He studied her face. “Not really fair turning the question back to me. I haven’t ridden the beach in a while. What do you think?”
A smile dawned on her beautiful face and grew broad. “The beach it is.”
Less than an hour later, they entered the shoreline from the opposite end of the one he was on last night. They walked their horses for a while, before nudging them faster, galloping down the beach. Rutherford tried to look for any changes since the last time he’d been here, but it was too long ago.
He hung back a little to watch Anna ride. A creature of nature. She infected him with the same desire to be free.
“Race,” he called.
She urged Thunderer faster. Her horse was a good seventeen three hands. He’d been there when Harry had bought the horse for Anna and had tried to talk Harry out of giving such a large horse to his little sister. Harry had remained firm, saying Anna rode as well as either of them, and that she deserved the same type of horse. It occurred to Rutherford his friend had been right. Anna reached the end of the beach with Rutherford behind.
She turned, smiling. “Did you let me win?”
“No. You did have a head start though. I should have called the race when I was even with you.”
Anna glanced narrowly at him, as if she didn’t believe him.
“I was thinking about when Harry bought him for you.”
“Ah. Did you approve?”
He smiled ruefully. “Not at the time. I can see now why he did it.”
She grinned. “I’ll let you race me back.”
“You call the mark.”
“Very well, on three. One, two, THREE!”
She took off at full pelt. It was all he could do to come in on her tail. They walked the heaving horses into the surf to cool them down and then back up the path to the cliffs.
“I love it here,” she said. “I love the wildness, the sea, the air. I love everything about it. I want to stay here forever.”