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A reporter on vacation, ready to bask in the Australian sun.
A race car driver back home in Australia after a long absence, ready to change racing styles.
Two people caught up in a love-hate relationship. Two people fighting hard against the attraction that has them in its grip.
Sasha and Chad come from different walks of life, with different outlooks on love and marriage. But they are drawn together. Drawn toward a relationship that has no hope of working.
Or does it?
Silhouetted against the green grass and the brilliant blue sky, he looked like a Greek god.
For a brief moment, Sasha’s breath caught in her throat as she gazed at the incredible sight. Then the picture changed to focus on the bright blue racing car behind the man. With the change came a welcome return of composure for the watcher, but it didn’t last. Like a homing pigeon, the camera swooped back to the man and this time in a close up.
As if by doing so she could get closer to him, Sasha leaned forward in her seat, her eyes riveted to the screen, her breathing harsh and uneven.
And then he began to speak.
Like his image, his voice did strange things to Sasha’s emotions. Despite feeling like a fool for being turned on by an image on television, she let the feelings that were coursing through her body flow over her.
“…And Mr. Williams, what are your expectations for Indianapolis?”
“I’m going to win. Of course! Who else has the skill and the car?”
SNAP! Sasha’s trance-like state was broken. In disbelief, she stared at the screen hoping she had heard wrong. But no, she hadn’t been mistaken. The interviewer was repeating the man’s words almost verbatim.
“Oh no.” The words slipped out of her mouth, before she could stop them.
How could such a fantastic looking guy be so unbelievably egotistical? Dejectedly she turned away from the screen, disappointment clouding her eyes.
“Quite something isn’t he?”
Startled by the question, as she had thought she was alone, Sasha spun around to face her sister.
“Sure, Tammy, if you like the self-opinionated, egotistical type. Personally I prefer someone a little less sure of themselves.”
“Are you trying to tell me he didn’t make your heart beat a little faster?” Disbelief rippled through the other woman’s voice. “I find that very hard to believe especially when I remember how intensely you were staring at the screen when I walked into the room.”
“Believe what you like. Chad Williams is not my kind of guy and never will be,” Sasha snapped, uncomfortable at being caught staring so intently at a celluloid image. “I’m for bed. See you in the morning.” Bending, she retrieved the coffee mug from beside her chair.
“Goodnight, sis. Sleep well.”
Slowly, Sasha crossed to the small kitchen situated at one end of the large room. Rinsing out her mug, she laid it on the bench, before turning and leaving the room.
Entering the small compact bedroom, she crossed to the bed and threw back the covers before stripping off her clothes and sliding between the sheets. Minutes later she was sound asleep.
* * * *
“Come on, Sasha, it’s time you were up.”
Sleepily, Sasha opened her eyes to stare up at her sister standing beside the bed. With a groan she pulled the covers over her head and muttered, “Go away.”
“No way, it’s late. Get up now. How come you didn’t go for your usual morning run?” With a quick flick of the wrist, Tammy flung the covers off Sasha.
“I guess I overslept.”
“That would have to be a first. It’s usually you pulling me out of bed.”
“I know. I don’t know what’s the matter with me lately; I just don’t seem to have any energy.”
“You need a holiday?”
“Chance would be a fine thing.” Swinging her feet out of bed, Sasha hurried into the bathroom.
Half an hour later, the women were perched on stools by the breakfast bar, munching toast and sipping large mugs of freshly brewed coffee. For several minutes, the only sound was the crunch of crisp toast, before Tammy broke the silence.
“Are you going to be in for dinner, sis?”
“As far as I know I will unless something unexpected comes up at work. Hell, is that the time? I’d better move.” Laying down her mug, Sasha pushed to her feet. “Can I give you a ride?”
“No thanks, I’m not on duty until ten o’clock.”
“So why didn’t you stay in bed?”
"Sunrise Lady is a book of expectations, fulfilled and not." Coffeetime Reviews
Book Publisher: Whiskey Creek Press
No. of Pages: 314
Paper Weight (lb): 13.2
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