âDonât you feel well?â
His eyes had the look of an approaching storm on a dark night. âThis past week has taught me what it feels like to be a starving man, one who is only allowed to look at a feast and never allowed to eat it. Oh, Sheri, I need you so badly.â
She opened her arms to him, and he gripped her like a man clinging to life. âCome over here and sit down here with me,â she said, taking his hand. Sheri didnât intend to rush through what she needed so badly from him. âLetâs have some of this roséâ¦â She handed him the bottle and a corkscrew.
âItâs a good wine. I thought you were planning to bring it back home with you.â
âI bought it for us.â She took two wineglasses from the mini bar.
He filled them and patted the seat beside him on the sofa. âTo the woman who is quickly becoming my world,â he said. He sipped the wine and let the lush liquid slide down his throat.
He gazed steadily into her eyes, and Sheri realized that although the two of them knew they would make love, they didnât know how to start. Heâd promised to keep his distance, and she had pledged not to tease or provoke him into lovemaking. She drained her glass and put it aside.
âUhâ¦arenât you going to kiss me?â she asked him.
âSheri, love, if I have to kiss you and leave, Iâd rather go right now.â
She leaned back against the sofa and removed her jewelry and the two-inch dangling earrings.
âSheri, for heavenâs sake. Iâm human.â
âIâm doing my best to show you that I know that.â
GWYNNE FORSTER
is a national bestselling author of more than twenty romance novels and novellas, as well as general fiction. She has worked as a journalist, a university professor and as a senior officer for the United Nations. She holds a bachelorâs and a masterâs degree in sociology, and a masterâs degree in economics/demography.
Gwynne sings in her church choir, loves to entertain at dinner parties, is a gourmet cook and an avid gardener. She enjoys jazz, opera, classical music and the blues. She also likes to visit museums and art galleries. Gwynne lives in New York with her husband.
ESSENCE BESTSELLING AUTHOR
To Mary Mangan Sheffield and Jeannetta Harris, women who have blessed my life with faithful loyalty and friendship that I shall cherish all of my life.
Dear Reader,
Thank you for making Gwynne Forsterâs romance novels such a success. We hope you enjoy Destination Love as much as her previous Kimani Romance novels, Holiday Kisses, Finding Mr. Right and Private Lives.
As in most of Forsterâs novels, the main charactersâSheri Stephens and Dalton Hobartâare both highly ambitious and successful. However, they find themselves on opposite sides when one of them makes a decision that results in a major career setback for the other. Can these two overcome their hurt and resentment, or will pride and revenge get in the way of their journey to find love?
This year, Kimani Arabesque will publish a collection of some of Gwynneâs old and new short stories in a wedding-themed anthology called Yes, I Do, as well as a new book in the Harrington family series entitled Love Me Tonight. Be sure to look for both in the coming months.
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Sheri Stephens walked down to the chairmanâs office suite and took a seat in the conference room. As usual, she was the first of the professors to arrive for the dissertation committee. The other faculty members already had tenureâa fancy word for a permanent jobâand she expected to receive tenure when she returned from summer vacation. They wouldnât like what she was going to say, and neither would the doctoral candidate. But right was right and sheâd made up her mind. She watched the chairman stroll in, along with Dalton Wright Hobart, the Ph.D. candidate, chatting as if the two were equals, but that wouldnât sway her, either.
As soon as the department faculty had settled into the conference room, the chairman voiced his approval of the dissertation and his appreciation for the quality of Dalton Hobartâs academic accomplishments. Each of the professors asked questions and were satisfied with Hobartâs answers. Sheri knew that the graduate student was smart and possessed a superior mind. But, in her view, his job was to present his theory in terms applicable to the average American family.
âI donât agree,â she said when it was her turn to speak. âIt is certainly above-average work, and that is precisely why it should have practical applications. Unless Mr. Hobart revises his approach so that the average adult will find his conclusions useful, I cannot recommend this dissertation.â She ignored the reaction of the other professors.