Thursday, April 9, 2009
DILEMMA OF THE HEART by Cindy K. Green
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Cassandra Huddleston has a dilemma. Her heart still resides with her sweetheart, Frederick Adair, reported as killed in action at the close of the Civil War. Now she has a new suitor, Emerson Bryce, powerful, attractive, and dominant; he usually gets what he wants. Cassandra must decide if she can forget the man of her heart and learn to love the man offering her a future.
As she struggles with her feelings, Cassandra is faced with the possibility that Frederick’s death might have been greatly exaggerated. If that is true, will Emerson be willing to let her go?
Cindy was born in California but now resides in North Carolina with her husband and two young sons. Growing up, she loved reading and writing, but her heart always lay in teaching. After graduating from college with a degree in history, Cindy taught Jr. High for four years in just about every subject. After the birth of her second child, she was able to stay home and focus on her writing as well as homeschool her children. In her spare time, she loves reading, photography, scrapbooking, Period Dramas, and spending time with family. Cindy writes Inspirational, Contemporary, Suspense, Young Adult, Fantasy and Historical.
Excerpt from DILEMMA OF THE HEART:
"Cass, what are you doing here?" Frederick said quite casually, breaking the silence between them. He set the comb in his hand down on a bench and then tousled a hand through his sun-lightened brown hair. Though his eyes revealed no displeasure at her sudden appearance, he seemed unsure of her intent. At this point, she wasn't sure what she was doing there either. Her stalwart resolutions back at home seemed to be disappearing into the inky dark night. If he had come home hoping to marry her as they had promised, then he sure wasn't trying very hard to see that come to fruition.
"I...I'm not sure why I'm here."
A slight smile curved in the corner of his mouth, the type of playful expression which commonly appeared on his features when they were younger. "It's not like you to be indecisive, Miss Huddleston." He said her name with a smirk as he leaned against a stall and crossed his arms.
Cassandra closed her eyes and tightly grasped the sides of her dress, trying to maintain her temper. "Will you please cease with the Miss Huddleston. It is becoming quite tedious, Mr. Adair." She uttered his proper name with as much derision as she could muster.
He began to move toward her, his strides determined and sleek. "And how shall I address you when you’re married?" His voice drawled into a low and provocative tone, making her heart give a little leap.
She made the mistake of gazing into those deep, wonderful eyes of his and forgot to breathe as his eyes, no longer playful, seared into her, down to her beating heart. When she was finally able to gulp some air, her lungs began to pump again. "You may call me Cassandra as you always have...I hope." Her voice came out breathy and weak.
"Oh, no, I don’t believe that would be proper." He stepped right in front of her face and touched his forehead to hers. In that moment, it felt as if a dozen butterflies had been released inside her stomach. He grabbed her around the waist, but before he had the chance to kiss her, she returned to her senses. Pushing off from his chest, she moved down toward the stalls, keeping her back to him as she held a hand over her galloping heart.
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