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Choice Makers
Eleanor Cocreham
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Charlotte Avery: Hopelessly in love with her married boss abandons a successful career and endearing friendships to seek happiness elsewhere.

Publisher playboy Marc Holloman: Avoids commitment until lovely Charlotte bursts into his life and forces him to confront self-erected barriers.

Jonathan Wanamaker: Straight-laced father of six never cheats on his soul mate until an irresistible temptation reveals his family is not enough.

Upon their arrival, the hotel manager greeted Marc and Charlotte and ushered them to a large bungalow separate from the main unit. Nice to be known on sight, Charlotte thought, as she glanced through the suite and walked out on the terrace. A soft, balmy breeze rippled across the ocean waters and ruffled the surface of a small private pool.

Exotic blossoms spilled from the limbs of the fat hibiscus bushes lining the pathways. Tall, slender trees swayed lazily in the glow of the late afternoon sun. Mesmerized by the fabulous view, Charlotte saw why Marc liked coming to this island paradise.

She turned from the view when he approached.

"The pool feels as good as it looks, babe. Go change. If you remembered to bring a suit,” he joked, guiding her inside.

"Oh, no! I did forget.”

Marc swatted her bottom.

"I’m kidding. I’m kidding,” she yelled, running ahead of him into a large room with white wicker furniture and a king size bed and chairs covered in a splashy green and blue print. Though the bed seemed to dominate the room, only her two bags were in evidence. Scooting past Marc, she avoided his eyes and hurried to find the keys to unlock her luggage. "Go. I promise to hurry.”

Alone, Charlotte made quick work of filling the drawers and closet with her clothes. Deciding to save her bikinis for sunbathing, she pulled on the new suit she had rushed out to buy and glanced at her reflection in the mirror. She flinched at her pale skin. "It’s now or never.”

She grabbed a scarf and a beach towel and padded barefoot to the pool where Marc swam laps with powerful strokes barely stirring the water. She stood admiring his wide tanned shoulders. He rolled over on his back and saw her observing him.

He swam closer and beckoned.

She saw him frown as though he was disappointed with her chaste, high-necked suit. A glint appeared in her eyes when she tied back her hair with the scarf and the knit fabric pulled taut and outlined the shape of her breasts. She pirouetted slowly and dropped her towel on a chair. All doubts about wearing the backless suit, which barely covered her fanny, disappeared when she heard his chuckle.

The sun was still warm as she reached out to test the water with her foot. Marc eased over, grabbed her ankle and flipped her head first into the pool. His hands touched unexpected places when he pushed her to the surface.

Gasping and sputtering, she flung wet hair from her face and glared at him. "Just you wait,” she growled.

He rescued her scarf and handed it to her. "I couldn’t. I had to get my hands on your sexy tush.”

She lunged for him, giving him a murderous look. He splashed her face and took off swimming toward the opposite end of the pool.

Charlotte was an excellent swimmer as well and the pool was small. She dove beneath the surface and stayed down so long Marc became concerned. He shouted her name just as she came up beneath him and toppled him, laughing gleefully when he sputtered to the surface.

Their water games continued and they played like kids until, finally exhausted, they dragged themselves up the steps and collapsed on lounge chairs.

Exhilarated by the strenuous exercise and the freedom following months of work and responsibilities, Charlotte squeezed the water from her heavy hair, toweled off, and stretched out on the lounge’s thick pad. With her eyes closed, she didn’t realize Marc had disappeared into the house until something cold was pressed against her skin. Springing upright, she reached for the tall, frosty glass Marc extended. She took a tentative sip. "Umm. Delicious. What is it?”

Marc eased down beside her and tweaked her nose. "My famous rum concoction, but watch out, it’s potent. I don’t want you to pass out on me twice in one day.”

Texas born, but Louisiana reared, I was once asked in an interview by a fellow romance writer if I’ve had adventures in my life. I had to admit being married many years to the guy I met on a blind date, and having two sons and twin daughters has certainly been an adventure. Plus having a mate who likes to cook, entertain and travel provides endless backgrounds for my stories.

I am a long-time resident of Baton Rouge, and until writing became my passion, tennis, golf and rearing four active children filled my days. Now, grandchildren, good friends and the computer occupy my time. My encouraging husband couldn’t be happier--writing keeps me from the shopping malls.

I am often distracted by my critique group’s stories, my husband’s dinner parties, golf trips, travels, and anything and everything else that pops up to drag me from the computer. But my imagination never stops--plots, characters, and happy endings are always on my mind.

Eleanor Cocreham has done it again--another epic tale of romance. In Risk Takers, the sequel to Choice Makers, Eleanor takes the reader on a whirlwind adventure from the fashion runways of Paris to the highest echelons of American society. Fascinating characters and convoluted sub-plots offer an escape from the ordinary.

Sparks fly when super model Emily Wannamaker and architect Mike Randolph meet, but one calamitous event after the other turns a possible relationship into a war of obstinacy. Despite past demons and the fear of uncertainty, their hunger for one another intensifies. Can they shed the shackles of the past? Are they willing to risk everything for love? --Sylvia Rochester, Shadow of the Soul, www.sylviarochester.com

Risk Takers, the second book in the Wanamaker series is as exciting and sensual as Choice Makers. Pair an irresistible woman searching for herself and a man trying to avoid women, and sooner or later things have to heat up. Yet even as their passion grows, Emily and Mike fear commitment, and try everything they can to avoid the truth of their feelings for one another--until a horrific accident brings them together again and they realize that their love and need for one another is far stronger than their differences. You won’t want to put this one down, either. --Elaine Grant, http://www.elainegrant.com/, www.myspace.com/eygrant

Risk Takers: A true family saga the like of which was never seen by the Waltons. Everything is challenged, morality, fidelity, even legality. Risk Takers exposes the not so pretty underbelly of the glamorous world of models. Each chapter reveals another aspect of this tightly crafted tale. Ms. Cocreham has once again woven a story that both entertains and enlightens. The author unfolds not only the story but the multi-layers of her characters. You see their flaws and how they grow in spite of them. The reader has a stake in the outcome and finds themselves compelled to turn each page until the final page. This reviewer is continually amazed at this author’s ability to create multi-leveled and cleverly interwoven tales that so engage the reader. Rather than reveal any of her tale I will simply say this book rates a five out of five. You really must read this book. --A. Dee Carey. www.foxladycarey.com, Foxpaw Reviews www.careyfoxlady.googlepages.com

Fiction Books :: General Books

ISBN: 1597057630
ISBN(13-digit): 9781597057639
Copyright: 2008
Book Publisher: Wings e Press
Binding: Perfect
No. of Pages: 306
Paper Weight (lb): 12.8

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