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Thank you for hopping by! Here’s a wonderful book by a new author, Jennifer Comeaux.

Blurb:

Nineteen-year-old Emily is new to pairs skating, but she and her partner Chris have a big dream–
to be the first American team to win Olympic gold. Their young coach Sergei, who left Russia
after a mysterious end to his skating career, believes they can break through and make history.

Emily and Chris are on track to be top contenders at the 2002 Winter Games. But when
forbidden feelings spark between Emily and Sergei, broken trust and an unexpected enemy
threaten to derail Emily’s dreams of gold.

Excerpt:

The wind picked up, rustling the trees and sending my empty cup skittering over the
table. Sergei snatched it and noticed the time on his watch.

“Oh, wow, it’s two thirty. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to stay this late.”

“No worries. I can sleep till noon tomorrow.”

He rose from his chair, stretching his arms. “Do you think they all killed each other
downstairs?”

“My guess is they played so hard they passed out at some point. That’s been known to
happen.”

I got up and smoothed my skirt. I’d kicked off my sandals hours ago, and the weathered
wood of the patio was cool under my bare feet.

Sergei took a step toward me. “Thanks again for the great meal. And the even better
company.”

“You’re very welcome. I’m so glad you came.”

I stood on tippy-toes to give him a quick hug, but Sergei’s strong arms held me against
him, enveloping my small frame. His body exuded warmth. I closed my eyes and breathed in
the woody scent of his cologne. We’d shared plenty of hugs at competitions, but this felt so
different, like we belonged nowhere else but in this embrace.

After what seemed like both an eternity and a split second, Sergei pulled away, his hands
brushing down my back. He glanced downward and gestured to the door.

“I can let myself out.”

My head bobbed weakly. “Okay. I’ll see you Monday.”

“See you.” He held my gaze a moment longer than necessary. Then he was gone.

I stood paralyzed, listening to the blood pulse in my ears. My heart beat so fast I thought
it might pound out of my chest. I couldn’t have imagined the electricity I’d felt in Sergei’s arms.
It was too real. And I had no idea how I could ever forget it.

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