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Here's a peek inside: Riley looked into her beautiful blue eyes and her smiling face and did the only thing he was capable of doing at the moment. He kissed her. Maybe later, he told himself, when sanity returned, he’d think of a hundred reasons why pulling Iris into his arms, holding her snug against his body, and plundering her soft, sweet mouth was not a good idea. But for now, right now, as she wound her arms around his neck and made tiny sounds of excitement deep in her throat, it felt exactly right. Heaven. Having Iris in his corner made him believe everything was possible. He stepped backward toward the stairs, pulling Iris with him, intent on taking her upstairs to his room. He suddenly tripped, nearly losing his balance. He glanced behind him and saw the object he’d stumbled over. A set of luggage sat next to the stairs, still bearing tags from the retailer. “What the hell is this?” Iris kissed his neck. “I’m sorry. I should have taken them up to my room.” Iris had bought new luggage for her trip. Her plans hadn’t changed. She’s leaving me. The thought acted as effectively as a bucket of cold water tossed over his head. What was he doing? She was leaving in three weeks and didn’t plan to return. The calendar in the kitchen reminded him of that every day. Why start something that would only lead to heartache? He’d already lost too many people in his life. And Riley instinctively knew that if he let himself get close to Iris, let himself love her, a part of him would not survive when she left. This sounds like the perfect beach read to me! Grab your copy for only 99¢! Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Burning-Love-ebook/dp/B003552TVU Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B003552TVU Amazon CA: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B003552TVU Barnes&Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/burning-love-jana-richards/1019776929?ean=2940043317179 Bookstrand: https://www.bookstrand.com/burning-love-0 Google Play: https://play.google.com/store/books/details/Jana_Richards_Burning_Love?id=wVTYBAAAQBAJ Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/burning-love-21 iTunes: https://books.apple.com/us/book/burning-love/id858279768 Walmart: https://www.walmart.com/ip/Burning-Love-eBook/407922973 Stay in touch with Jana here: Website: http://www.janarichards.com
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We rejoin the intrepid couple… We awoke to the ship docking alongside a park in Speyer, Germany, in the rain.  After what had become my typical breakfast of muesli, yoghurt, and fruit, we set off for a walking tour of the town. A small section of the ancient city wall still stands.  Our tour guide, Ernst, a retired military man, was a font of architectural knowledge, particularly the history of the construction of the 11th century Romanesque Speyer Cathedral.  We delved into the old Jewish quarter and had the opportunity climb down into a ceremonial bathing chamber, the Mikveh – brrr.  We walked back to the ship for lunch before returning to town on our own. We explored a residential area where everyone seemed to have orchids in their front windows. I could see myself living in Speyer for a few months. I must disabuse you of the notion that we were in Europe just for fun. Oh, no. Aside from collecting plot and character ideas for future books, we were on the Great Hat Hunt! Mr. S. has long been searching for the perfect chapeau and he found it in Speyer at a hat shop called Beisel Hüte. Started in 1951, it is now run by the founder’s granddaughter. She told us, “hats are my life”. Once we had hat in hand, we continued our strolling and shared a warm pretzel – yum!  We returned to the ship for a German lesson. Ha! In one ear and out the other, I’m afraid. I did learn that saying prost as I raise a glass is incorrect – it should be prosit. Following a delicious supper of consommé, German-style spinach ravioli, and an ice cream and cookie parfait, we all retired to the lounge for an evening of music and dancing. Too much fun! Don't forget - my next book, to be released on June 26th, is available for pre-order. If you like fun, flirty and steamy romance, get it now! Amazon | Amazon CA | Amazon UK | Amazon AU | Nook
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I am incredibly excited to share that my next book, Love Proof, will be released into the wild, and onto your e-readers, on June 26, 2019. Huzzah!!! Cue the biodegradable confetti!!! Pop the sparkling wine corks!!! If you enjoy light-hearted and steamy small-town romance with snappy dialogue, pre-order Love Proof today!!! Amazon | Amazon CA | Amazon UK | Amazon AU | Nook *there is now a world-wide shortage of exclamation marks  Unemployed photojournalist Raynor Elliot stops at a bakery near the famous Deerbourne Inn. Not only does he get a lead on a job but the bakery’s owner is that awkward kid he knew in high school, only now she has fabulous curves and an irreverent sense of humor. The cozy bakery, with its aroma of sugar, vanilla and spice, has more to offer than tasty cookies. Fiona MacLeod has been plagued for years by the need to make amends for telling The Big Lie. When the lie’s victim strolls into her bakery with his icy blue stare and killer charm, she feels like she’s standing too close to a hot oven. Between running her bakery and frosting cupcakes for the Mad River Garden Party, she's pretty sure she's falling in love with this infuriating, sexy man. Can Fiona dredge up the courage to confess, face the consequences, and hope for forgiveness? I'm always looking for enthusiastic readers who love to write reviews. Apply to be on my review team, Gooseberry Flirts, if you'd like a chance to read the story before anyone else. Stay up to date on my writing and other shenanigans by subscribing to my newsletter.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, for all your support! Cheers, Luanna We re-join the grand European adventure as our ship glides into Strasbourg. Not actually into town, since the rivers that flow through that lovely city are too narrow and shallow to accommodate a cruise ship, but you get the gist. We were still chugging along as we went to breakfast, after having passed through several locks over night, with a few more to navigate. Traffic on the Rhine was especially heavy and so we were running behind schedule. As soon as we docked, we boarded busses for a brief driving tour of Strasbourg, after which we met up with our walking-tour guide, a feisty French woman who, stereotypically but authentically, said “ooh la la” at moments of crisis. Unfortunately, because of the travel delays, the tour was abbreviated. But we’d been to Strasbourg before and so were happy for the extra time on our own.
We strolled around town, along the river, through quaint squares, scoping out a potential lunch spot. We made our decision based on the long line that had formed at L’Atelier 116, a sure sign of good food.
After more strolling (good, comfortable shoes are required for traversing cobblestone streets) we stopped for a pick-me-up at Poids Plume Bistro Viet. We enjoyed a chilled glass of panaché, a yummy mix of beer and lemonade, just like a shandy in the UK.  We made our way back to the ship in time for a demonstration on how to cook Flammküchen – a delicious thin crust, topped with onion, cheese and ham – yum! We had our safety drill and then another enjoyable dinner – roasted pumpkin soup, Chateaubriand, potatoes, steamed veggies, molten chocolate cake with ice cream. Mathias, the cruise director, joined us for dinner and we chatted about his life and career (from the Netherlands, married, kids, started working on big sea-going vessels, prefers the rivers, 28 days on a ship, 13 days off).  Then back to the lounge for an evening of Klezmer music provided by a quartet (violin, bass fiddle, two guitars) from Strasbourg. Great toe-tapping stuff, lots of Django Reinhardt.
About fifteen minutes after we returned to our cabin we drifted away from shore and I drifted off to sleep. |
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