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I’m hosting Cherish D’Angelo today on her virtual book tour.

I hope you’ll check out her excerpt, and visit her website for the prizes and fun.

Leave a comment here, with email address, to be entered into the prize drawings.

You’re guaranteed to receive at least 1 free ebook just for doing so.

Plus you’ll be entered to win a Kobo ereader.

Winners will be announced after October 10th.

LANCELOT’S LADY by Cherish D’Angelo

Thank you for being one of my hosts during my Cherish the Romance Virtual Book Tour. Today, I’m giving visitors a sneak peek of my contemporary romantic suspense, Lancelot’s Lady, which was released on September 27th. First, here’s what Lancelot’s Lady is about…

A Bahamas holiday from dying billionaire JT Lance, a man with a dark secret, leads palliative nurse Rhianna McLeod to Jonathan, a man with his own troubled past, and Rhianna finds herself drawn to the handsome recluse, while unbeknownst to her, someone with a horrific plan is hunting her down.

In the following scene, my heroine Rhianna McLeod has just met her employer, the very wealthy but very sick JT Lance, an old man who has a terrible secret…

Chapter 1 continued…

He moved toward her and she suddenly found herself wrapped in his scrawny arms. Her first reaction was panic. It gripped her around the throat, strangling her. She wanted to fight him off, but then something strange happened. Calmness washed over her and she felt connected, a sense of belonging. For once in her life, she knew what it felt like to be welcomed home.

But this isn’t my home.

She pulled back, embarrassed. “Mr. Lance, my name is Rhianna McLeod. I’m the nurse from Maine. Remember?”

“Nurse?” He studied her face and something akin to recognition flickered in his eyes. “Ah, yes…”

“What’s going on, sir?” Higginson asked.

“I’ll explain later. First, I need a drink.”

Higginson gave Nurse Simpson an apologetic look. “Get Mr. Lance a fresh jug of water, please. I’m sure he won’t let his temper get out of control now that he has company.  Will you, sir?”

All eyes watched as the portly nurse waddled down the hall. Her disappearing act seemed to make the old man extremely happy.

JT nudged Rhianna. “That woman’s a vampire.”

“As you can see,” Higginson said, “Mr. Lance and the nurse don’t exactly get along.” He turned to JT. “Let’s get you back into bed before you end up on the floor―again.”

“Come along, Anna.” JT took her hand. “You can visit while Higgie tucks me in.”

Rhianna stifled a laugh. Higgie?

When she caught his eye, Higginson shrugged.

She followed the two men up a spiral staircase, her shoes clicking on the Italian marble steps and echoing around her. When she entered a handsomely decorated suite accented with polished mahogany and brass, she sucked in a stunned breath.

The suite was larger than four bedrooms put together. A plush sitting room with two suede sofas and a wall of bookshelves greeted her first. Double French doors with glass inserts opened into the bedroom area. On one side of the bedroom, an open door led to a massive walk-in closet that held rows of suits, dress shirts and ties in every shade, and a shoe collection that would be the envy of any man on Wall Street. Another door opened into a bathroom ensuite featuring a Jacuzzi, a glass and tile shower and a sauna room. A sliding door on the other side of the spacious bedroom led out onto a small balcony overlooking a delicately scented rose garden. Between two tall windows stood a huge carved bed, a work of art in itself. A tan-colored suede armchair was positioned next to it―probably for the nurse―and a kaleidoscope of pill bottles lay scattered across the nightstand.

“What do you think, Anna?” JT asked once he was settled in the bed.

“I think it’s definitely a man’s domain.”

Nurse Simpson returned, carrying a plastic jug of ice water. Shoving the pill bottles aside, the woman set the jug on the nightstand and crossed her arms, every muscle in her face pinched in disapproval.

JT dismissed her with an impatient flick of his hand.

In the doorway, the nurse hesitated. “Mr. Lance needs his rest. Even if he doesn’t think so.” Sensing competition, her eyes narrowed in Rhianna’s direction. “Or anyone else, for that matter.”

“Maybe we should talk later,” Rhianna mumbled.

“Nonsense,” JT said. “Stay with me a while.”

~*~

Lancelot’s Lady is available in ebook edition at KoboBooks, Amazon’s Kindle Store, Smashwords and other ebook retailers. Help me celebrate by picking up a copy today and “Cherish the romance…”

You can learn more about Lancelot’s Lady and Cherish D’Angelo (aka Cheryl Kaye Tardif) at http://www.cherishdangelo.com and http://www.cherylktardif.blogspot.com. Follow Cherish from September 27 to October 10 on her Cherish the Romance Virtual Book Tour and win prizes.

What do you think about JT Lance? What do you learn about him in this scene? Do you like him?

Leave a comment here, with email address, to be entered into the prize draws. You’re guaranteed to receive at least 1 free ebook just for doing so. Plus you’ll be entered to win a Kobo ereader. Winners will be announced after October 10th.