Some of the most memorable love stories I've ever read did not have a HEA ending. For me, it is not a requirement. I believe a romance book should reflect real life, not fantasy and a story should reach its natural conclusion based on the characters and story you have set in motion. TO THOSE WHO WAIT is that kind of story. Scott and Leah love passionately and fully but their lives are subject to events beyond their control.
Excerpt: TO THOSE WHO WAIT
Release date: February 2011
Whiskey Creek Press
She hastily crossed the living room and went into the dark kitchen. Without the light on, she could see the tall silhouette of the person who stood outside. She drew her breath in sharply as she opened the door.
"Hello, Leah." After a moment, he added, "I was afraid you weren't home."
"I was blow drying my hair. I didn't hear you knock."
"May I--come in?"
She quickly stepped back. "Of course."
As he entered, closed the door behind him, she could barely make out his features. She reached for the light switch, remembered her terry robe and hesitated. Her hand brushed his arm and he reached out to hold it in his own. Slowly he drew her toward him. She didn't resist. His mouth closed hungrily over hers as he pressed her trembling body closer.
After a long moment, he held her away from him, searched her face in the semi-darkness. "Leah?"
Taking his hand, she led him through the shadowy living room to the room beyond. Beside her bed, she turned to look at him. He held her face in his hands, kissed her forehead, cheeks, her closed eyelids. His hands moved to her shoulders, slipping the robe down to bare her breasts, gently caressing the curves of her body until she stood before him, naked and quivering with desire. He molded her pliant form to fit his own, whispering her name, and carefully lowered her to the satin comforter. He covered her with soft kisses until she moaned with pleasure. He made love to her, urgently; then, his first blaze of passion spent, more slowly and playfully, exploring every inch of her smooth skin.
"Scott, oh, Scott," she whispered. "We shouldn't--"
"Shhh. Don't talk." He touched her lips with his fingers. "I've missed you terribly."
"Oh, I've missed you, too."
"I love you, Leah. You can't possibly know how much."
"But you can't --"
He covered her mouth with his own. Then he whispered in her ear, "We do not choose the people we love."
TO THOSE WHO WAIT is scheduled for February release by Whiskey Creek Press. Cover not yet available. For more information on this book, visit my website: www.lindaswift.net