~Pittsburgh Connections, Book 1
A Heartstrings Romance, Sweet, Contemporary

With her new library degree, Hayley Lancaster hopes to make waves in her first job as an information specialist at Mansfield, Inc. When her foot-in-mouth acquaints her with her new boss, the handsome and revered president, David Mansfield, the last thing she expects is that she'll be given more responsibility. But David is impressed and soon, the time they spend together is sheer delight...until it becomes sheer torture. 

When Hayley is rebuffed by a suddenly cool and aloof David, ​his secretary implies that she isn't the first co-worker to fall for his charm. But Hayley knows she's different. Why won't David admit it? He obviously has problems with the "T" word--Trust--and Hayley's friendship with Peter Jameson, his best friend turned arch rival, isn't helping. When David accuses her of selling company secrets to Peter, Hayley is devastated. She expects to lose her job--she just wishes she hadn't lost her heart. 

A tender story with a touch of mystery for romantics of all ages.
EXCERPT

With her attention focused on the impromptu lesson in photography, Hayley miscalculated the angle of the bag above the water. The bag hit with a solid plop that spewed boiling water over her right hand. Pain shot through her fingers to her elbow. She cried out.

David's discourse stopped abruptly. "Hayley?"

"I just played bombs away with the hash, and it backfired." She managed a laugh, but clutched her wrist and slowly moved her fingers. "It hurts," she whispered.

David was beside her, his face pale. He gently took the injured hand within his own. The palm was already turning red. He pulled her over to the sink, thrust the water on full to cold, tested it, then guided her hand under the water. Waves of relief flowed through her hand and all through her body as the stinging subsided.

"Keep it there," he ordered, and moved to the freezer. As he scooped ice cubes from the tray, he said roughly, "Do you have a towel?"

"On the side of the fridge."

He wrapped the cubes in the cloth, then pushed Hayley into a chair. Gently, he laid the cloth in her hand and held it there. Finally the cold conquered the searing heat, and Hayley's shoulders relaxed.

"Better?"

Hayley could finally forget the pain long enough to look into David's worried eyes. He was clearly as shaken as she.

"Much."

He knelt beside her for over ten minutes, pressing the ice on her hand. When he lifted the ice, the redness remained, but the pain was now a tolerable ache.

"Thanks," she whispered with a weak smile.

David bent and kissed the wounded palm. She gazed in wonder at the thick brown hair at the back of his head and with her free hand, she combed her fingers through his hair, reveling in the clean silkiness of it.

David rose and pulled her into his arms. He held her close, his desire to protect and cherish her communicated through the soft stroking of her hair.

"Hayley, Hayley," he whispered against her cheek, and her name had never sounded so beautiful.

The pain in her hand was a memory replaced by the sweet calm that now engulfed her. The world righted in his arms. Hayley was home, and she knew she never wanted to leave.

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Reviews

"I felt very strongly for Hayley having to deal with David's past ghosts, and cheered her for not having taken the flack for others' misdeeds. A good read."
~Rendezvous, Love Designers Writer's Club

"Lighthearted. A wonderful story. I couldn't put it down."
~E.B., Canton, Michigan
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~ Delightful, Uplifting, Satisfying Sweet Romance ~
LaVerne St. George
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