Read an excerpt from Then She Sang by Janice Godin
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Tracey’s life has come full circle. She’s home again, this time for good, to raise her daughter in the home where love was always a tangible thing. But the reality of being a newly divorced single mom is harder to carry than she’d thought. So, when she befriends Kathleen and is gifted the impossible, her great-grandmother’s journal, the pieces of her life begin to fall into place.
Her plans for a man-free life are thrown off course when she runs into Alex, her childhood best friend. He’s changed, from the lanky boy she used to know to a gorgeous man who makes her feel like a woman. The woman she used to be.
When passions ignite, she follows her heart only to discover that the years they’ve spent apart have left them each with secrets that have the power to ruin their future together.
Their connection may be undeniable, but even love can’t survive if the truth remains hidden.
Excerpt
The warm summer wind flitted around them, sending tendrils of blond curls cascading across Tracey’s face. She breathed in the scent of the fire, her backyard, and the man standing no more than half a foot in front of her, so close she could feel the heat pouring off his body. For a moment she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t remember how to inhale and exhale because everything she was as a woman was focused completely on the shape of his lips and whether or not he was going to kiss her.
He moved slowly, so slowly she didn’t even realize anything had changed until his eyes floated shut and the soft curve of his lips brushed over hers. Tracey sighed into the kiss, breathing her hopes and dreams into the space between them, and opened to him.
The taste of him made her knees go weak. Tracey wrapped her arms around his neck and hung on, thrusting her hands into his hair and pulling him closer. He responded with a primal growl that all but obliterated her. Tracey hummed in pure pleasure as her body heated and pulsed, drowning out all sense of time or place.
“Tracey,” Alex murmured, skimming his mouth along her jaw and down her neck. His hands moved down her back as she arched into him.
She captured his mouth again, this time sucking his bottom lip into hers and biting ever so gently, needing to taste him. She took her time as his hands roamed her body, luxuriating in the rush of desire.
A soft cry sounding through the crackling monitor broke through her state of bliss and wrenched Tracey back to reality. She pulled back from the kiss and swayed, taking a moment to let the blood that had abandoned her brain rush back. It came with a sense of delighted amusement. She rested her head on Alex’s heaving chest and, when she could breathe again, laughed, “Well, that escalated quickly.”
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