Today I'm on my way to the location in Maryland where so much of my romantic suspense, Across A Crowded Room, took place. I've only been there once before, many years ago, so you probably can understand how excited I am to see if my memory served me well now that the book is a reality and in print. I'm going to take pictures when I get there and post them on my Blog next week. Stop by Eliza March Writes... and subscribe or follow me at Twitter ElizaMarch if you'd like to see where the final showdown in the book takes place.
Quiet times ... and intrigue.
...and more boats. This area is just across from Annapolis where my hero attended school and later joined the SEALS. It wasn't long before he went to work with his mentor in a secret international anti-terrorist organization. The farm is where Jason and Emily meet their fate.
After anti-terrorist agent Jason DesJardin survived the explosion that killed Emily Holmes’s father, he went deep undercover. Guilt and his dark past kept him from returning for her. When Emily discovers ties between the old bombing and the terrorists, she finagles an assignment to Jason’s next mission. The balance of world power drops into her inexperienced hands, and she is forced to play a dangerous game of seduction with Mosel Reinhardt, the notorious international arms dealer. Is Reinhardt peddling the nanotech chip technology, or are Emily’s instincts about him correct?
The mission heats up when Jason finds he can’t resist Emily—agency computer genius gone femme fatale—any more than Mosel can. After years of waiting to have her again, the tables turn. Jason is unwilling to share her now, but will he be able to watch her seduce Mosel in order to find her father’s killer? Would she stop if he asked her?
~~~She walked him to her place, slowly allowing the anticipation to build. The room smelled of roses from the rosebushes off the kitchen. The evening breeze blew the scent through the open windows. It was clouding over out on the bay,
“Storm’s brewing out there,” she said as she turned her attention back to him. Her emotions felt like scrambled eggs. She hoped he could accept how she felt, could deal with his own screwed up emotions. ~~~
~~~ The autumn colors were even brighter this year than most, or maybe it was his mood. The sun reflected the ambers, bronzes, and golds off the still water, creating a blaze of fire on the river. Jason watched as fish broke ripples in the silent surface, finally at peace with his life. He expected the peace to be short-lived, though, here at the farm in Maryland. ~~~
~~~ Her uncontrollable auburn hair still tickled his nose and managed to find him whenever he was within reaching distance. As she pulled the crab trap out of the water, she hopelessly tried to brush the hair out of the way. Unsuccessful with her hair, she gave up trying.
He loved it and her, and he finally wasn’t afraid to admit it. She let out a wild whoop as she pulled the trap onto the dock. He couldn’t help the smile that crept onto his face as he enjoyed the enthusiasm Emily evoked for their simple life.
“Look,” she said excitedly. “There are six. Mmm, good eating tonight.” ~~~
... He watched the old crab boat out of the corner of his eye, feeling a little sorry for the man he’d worked with for so many years. ~~~
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Eliza March writing Romantic Suspense as ELIZABETH MARCHAT.






2 comments:
This book sounds awesome.
Thanks Faith. I'm a big fan of yours!
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