Light, Bright & Sparkling Media Kit
Synopsis:
Annabelle Montclare, a spritely singer/actress, is
navigating the Hollywood scene with aplomb, never taking herself too seriously,
when she collapses on stage. Warren Fitzgerald, a world-renowned gynecological
surgeon, saves her life, and in return Annabelle goads him with her
good-natured impertinence, flirting shamelessly while recovering.
Dr. Fitzgerald isn't interested in a meaningless fling with
a pop star--not to mention it's unethical to date a patient. But when the two
cross paths ten months later at a Beverly Hills charity gala, they're unable to
take their eyes off each other as they exchange verbal jabs about his
bigheadedness and her provocativeness.
Warren, who's cheated on girlfriends in the past, is ready
to hit the brakes and fulfill his lifelong desire to become a dad. Annabelle,
who's ten years his junior, is focused on carving out a creative path all her
own. What happens when a sparkling presence, a girl born to entertain, becomes
entangled with a grounded, strong-willed man who might rein in her exuberance
or drive her head over heels?
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Excerpt:
On her way out, Annabelle stopped in the front lobby to sign
the program for a young lesbian couple in matching blazers and spotted Dr.
Fitzgerald heading to the door. She called to him, “Good night.”
When she stepped outside, he was looking her way as he
waited in line by the valet stand. He buttoned his earth-brown coat with his
left hand and waved her over with his right. She meandered toward him, in no
rush.
“Hey, listen,” he said, “there’s a diner by the old port
that opens early. At sunrise, the whole area including the boardwalk is
preternaturally calm.”
It was only half past one. Pitch-black outside. “You want to
go to breakfast?” she blurted out with a twang.
“I’m off today. Are you busy…later this morning?”
“Well, well, well, how about this for an about-face.”
He stood tall, waiting for an answer, both hands dug deep
into his pants pockets.
Spreading her arms, she ascended into a slow pirouette to
prolong his wait, drawing attention from the crowd shuffling down the carpeted
steps of the main entrance to the hotel.
Landing her turn like a professional, she asked, “What
time?”
“Seven?”
“Seven a.m.!”
“Why not?” he asked.
Did it occur to him that he’d seen her naked from the waist
down…and been flashed by her bare breasts when he checked her breathing after
surgery? Before exiting the hotel, she had stopped at the woman’s lounge and
checked herself out in the mirrors. Sans tight dress or push-up bra, she looked
pretty with a soft touch of makeup and a slight sheen from her excitement about
running into him.
He reached for her parking ticket, his fingertips brushing
against her palm, then pivoted toward the valet dressed in tails and requested
that her car be brought first. His decisiveness was potent in a way that was
such a turn-on. The luxurious cashmere-like fabric of his suit jacket was
inches from her touch, tempting her. Nobody who dressed as he did was alone on
Saturday nights. His self-possession, his lack of hesitation, was similar yet
different from his authority back at the hospital—and similar yet different
from his hauteur when he dismissed her from his office.
“Uh, I’m going to have to ask you for a third time about
your girlfriend,” she said when he finished conversing with the valet. “I heard
you were living with someone?”
“Right. I don’t believe you know Lorraine, do you?”
“That’s why I keep asking.” Neither her courage nor her
smile failed her. She would say what she wanted to say. Rocking from one foot
to the other, she was nothing if not light on her feet.
“Perhaps it’s time you called Rochelle at the hospital…to
catch up on things.”
It was true she hadn’t texted Rochelle in a while. It was
over ten months since she had been rushed to the hospital in pain and almost as
long since Rochelle first filled her in on his relationship with the professor
of women’s studies.
“Anyway, I’m off on a serious errand,” he said. “I need to
visit a former colleague who’s struggling with some personal issues.”
“At one a.m.?” she exclaimed.
“There’s a halfway house near the diner I mentioned. The
middle of the night is when there are no AA meetings, and he’s having a bit of
a crisis at the moment.” His voice was steady, no hitches. “So what do you say?
Will you meet me afterward for breakfast?”
Few guys could pull off looking confident without overdoing
the I’m-cool-and-unconcerned act, but she could tell it wouldn’t be awkward if
she said, “No, I’m too tired.”
“I guess I can make it…on only five hours sleep,” she said.
“I don’t have much planned for today, except the most boring meeting at noon to
go over hair and makeup, so you better be entertaining.”
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About Author:
Elizabeth Famous grew up on a family farm in rural USA
before dashing off to the big city and going Ivy League. Never satisfied with
doing things the usual way, she married a man from the other side of the globe
and won a doctoral fellowship in humanities. Raising her lively and opinionated
children is the greatest challenge of her life.
Ms. Famous likes to write about flawed characters dealing
with challenging situations not touched upon in traditional romance novels.
Author Links:
Website: http://elizabethfamous.com/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/ElizabethFamous
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