{"product_id":"2940148373513","title":"Chance Encounter","description":"Delaney Richards had given up on love. The long hours at the office were finally paying off—she could all but feel the vice-presidency in her bones. She was counting on this week in San Francisco to seal the deal. But first she had to get through the weekend and the wedding—the first since her own wedding. Almost wedding, that is. You can’t have a wedding without a groom. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCaptain Mike Savoy hadn’t counted on seeing Delaney Richards at his best friend’s wedding, let alone find himself falling in love with her.  Now he has to convince her that the feeling is mutual—and permanent. But it’s more complicated than that. A past Delaney didn’t know she had is catching up with her.  And the only way Mike can ensure their future together is to send her away. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd when blackmail turns to ransom, Mike is the only one who can save her. If only he can get to her in time, he can explain everything… \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eReader Alert! No man had ever touched her this way, Delaney reminded herself through a moan as Mike pressed his mouth to the center of her wet triangle. His face had wrinkled in disbelief as his eyes filled with the promise of making it worth the wait…Caution! These two lovers are about to realize there’s a difference between having sex and making love. It’s like the first time all over again-- ratcheted up a few notches!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTo My Readers: We can all think of a book that we couldn’t wait to finish but didn’t want to end. I felt that way about Second Chance and before I finished writing it, knew I had to continue the story through another set of eyes.  We’ve all felt the sting of disappointment, the tugging in our stomach that lingers long after a broken heart begins to mend. But for Delaney Richards this last one was enough; she would never be that vulnerable again. But as you’ll see in Chance Encounter, we don’t get to make that choice.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBook Excerpt: Mike watched her eyes sweep the room, then the terrace. The double doors were open, allowing the breeze to raise the curtains puddling on the gainsboro-colored carpeting. Beyond the silhouette of the city was framed in black filigree.\u003cbr\u003e   “You wanted a balcony,” he reminded her smugly. \u003cbr\u003e   She turned to him in openmouthed wonder, then walked through the living room and outside. Her fingertips brushed the back of the cushions on the wrought iron chairs as she made her way to the railing. “Mike, I don’t know what to say.”\u003cbr\u003e   He went to her. “Say you’ll stay here with me tonight.” \u003cbr\u003e   She studied him in bewilderment, as if the question was absurd. “Of course I’ll stay here with you. I’ll go anywhere with you.” \u003cbr\u003e   Because she loved and trusted him, he inwardly amazed. He brought her hands to his lips and kissed them. “I know how it is for you to trust someone again. I won’t let you down, I promise.” He hesitated, then decided the time had come. “I love you, Laney.” \u003cbr\u003e   He watched her eyes fill and mouth tighten as she bit back the tears. Then she choked, “I love you, too. I love you so much. And I’m so scared.” \u003cbr\u003e   Mike let out an overdue breath. “So am I. I’ve never loved anyone before.” \u003cbr\u003e   “Neither have I.”\u003cbr\u003e   He jolted back a little, nonplussed.\u003cbr\u003e   She shook her head from side to side purposefully. “That wasn’t real love. I know that now. That part of me didn’t exist before you.” She fell into him and the tears sprung from her eyes, dotting the collar of his shirt.\u003cbr\u003e   Looking upward, he gave silent thanks. Then he said, “And as if that isn’t enough, my family loved you too.”\u003cbr\u003e   He felt her collective sigh. “They did?”\u003cbr\u003e   “Yes, of course. Why wouldn’t they?”\u003cbr\u003e   “For one thing, I was worried about was being compared to the other women in your life.” \u003cbr\u003e   “That’s impossible. There’s no one for them to compare you to. Not that they would anyway. My family isn’t like—”\u003cbr\u003e   “I didn’t mean that way,” Delaney demurred.\u003cbr\u003e   “Let me finish, please.” Suddenly agitated, he raked a hand through his hair and began to pace on the tiny terrace. “There is no one for them to compare you to because I’ve never introduced them to someone like you before. Occasionally I’ve brought a woman, a date, a friend, to family gatherings, but never the same woman twice. Sometimes we wouldn’t even stay the evening, let alone,” he glanced at his watch and confirmed his suspicions, “until midnight.” \u003cbr\u003e   She started to say something, but he thwarted it with his palm. “You’re right.","brand":"Red Sage Publishing, Incorporated","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47084145246448,"sku":"2940148373513","price":3.75,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940148373513_p0.jpg?v=1763702040","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940148373513","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}