Sunday, June 14, 2015

L - The Look of Love

The Look of Love is the story of Erica and Scott Carson.   It is a story of their love from the first blush of young love, through the trials and tribulations of a long marriage. After thirty years of marriage, they still cannot keep their hands off each other and when their adult children want to learn the secret of their happy marriage, they find their parents have practiced a domestic discipline lifestyle. 

The first time she saw him, he was getting out of a long sleek limousine.
Wearing a white Oxford cloth shirt, open from the neckline with the sleeves rolled up and tucked neatly into jeans that looked molded to his body.  She didn't think his legs would ever stop coming out of the car door.  When her eyes finally reached his face, it reminded her of chiseled stone.  His ebony hair curled slightly at the back of his neck, with gray/blue eyes fringed with dark black lashes.  She adjusted her eyes accordingly when he emerged; he hand to be at least 6'8" and 4 feet of him had to be legs. Beautiful was the only word she could think of to describe him and even that didn't define the reality of him.  She nearly fainted right there in the street.  She didn't believe she would ever swon over someone, and here she was doing it over a stranger.

Now thirty years later his black hair was slightly peppered with gray.  He was beautiful as ever, and she still swooned, but this time those blue/gray eyes were searching the crowd looking for her and when he found her, she could see the love as he strode forward to embrace her.  He took her hand, and they walked into the theatre together.

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  1. This is such wonderful love story Sunny :)


  2. Leigh,
    You know this is my favorite book of yours. Still no sequel????

    1. I know Mere, but I've explained about the sequel.

  3. Hi Sunny, this sounds wonderful. I am going to read this next as it really sounds great! Thank you for sharing.




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