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Handbag and Book with

Gerri Brousseau

Thank you, Vicki, for inviting me here today to show off one of my handbags. This little deep red leather purse is one of my holiday favorites. It’s no secret that red is one of my favorite colors and no matter what I’m wearing, one of my red handbags is the perfect complement – my fashion statement. Oh, and the chenille gloves with the faux leopard trim are just the perfect touch to show a little of my, shall we say, less tame side.

  

This is my favorite time of year. I am in love with the holiday season, which is why I enjoy writing holiday novellas for the “Season of Series”. This year’s book is entitled, Season of Promises, and I think it’s the perfect title because the magic of Christmas does often lead us to the promise of love and surprises. This year my story in the holiday anthology is “A Promise of Forever.” I write historical romance, but if that’s not your bag (pun totally intended), this anthology contains 5 contemporary romances that will make you laugh and warm your heart. And now I would like to share a little blurb and excerpt from my story with your readers.  

 

Her virtue is lost, and her reputation in tatters when a twist of fate sends Lady Roxanne Rothchild from London to the vibrant city of Venice, and into the arms of the handsome and intriguing Danté. But she is not the only one vying for his affection. Anna Maria Delafino de Padova will use everything in her power to drive a wedge between Danté and Roxanne and win his favor, including revealing the truth about Lady Rothchild. Will Roxanne be able to put her blemished past behind her and find love, and will she have the courage to reach for a promise of forever? 

Here is a little excerpt from my story:  

Roxanne sat in silence on the cold marble bench. Was I so brazen with Stuart? Throwing myself at him, giving myself to him, thinking that would gain me his love. Tears stung her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. How could I have been so vane to think he would make me his wife because I allowed him to bed me? How could I have been so stupid?  

“Signorina?” Danté said in a voice just above a whisper. 

Roxanne jumped at the sound. She hurriedly wiped her tears away with the back of her hand.  

“Signorina, something troubles you?” He sat upon the bench beside her and took her hand in his. His touch sent a tingle from her finger tips to her shoulders. His gaze sought hers, concern etched upon his brow.  

“No, Danté. I am fine, really. I was just being sentimental over something I was reading.” She indicated the book in her lap.  

He drew her into his embrace and ran his hand down her back. Warmth flooded her and pooled low in her belly. “Do not be troubled, cara. It pains me to see you cry,” he said.  

She buried her face in his neck, savoring the scent of him—clean linen, soap, the warmth of the sun and the smell of the earth. I would care not if he were really only a servant. I could spend the remainder of my days in his arms.  

She shook her head and drew slightly back from him. “I really am fine. Thank you for your concern.”  

His gaze locked with hers. Tears lingered upon her dark lashes, and he reached up to wipe them away.  

He’s so handsome. His lips are . . . but before she could complete her thought he lowered his head and his full lips brushed gently over hers. Her heart raced. She brought her hand up to his shoulder, yet she did not push him away. He drew her further into his embrace and kissed her, this time deeper, his lips begging hers to part. 

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I hope you like my holiday handbag as much as I do, and I hope that you enjoyed the little peek into A Promise of Forever. If you would like to read more, and also enjoy the 5 other great romance novellas in the anthology, you can pick up your copy here: Amazon

Gerri! This is exactly the kind of handbag I love to carry. Readers, do you like fancy gloves?