In the Light of Love
You have beautiful eyes. I think I could love you.…From the moment Talisa London woke on the operating table and looked into Dr. Jericho Becton's mesmerizing blue-green gaze, she knew he was unlike any other man she'd ever met. Running into him a few weeks later only confirmed the spark between them wasn't imagined. But this time they were in a wartorn African nation, far from the safety of their Atlanta home.…Working toward a common goal in a world where danger lurked in every corner, Jericho and Talisa found themselves swept up in a wave of desire that left them both breathless and wanting more. But would they survive their mission with their love–and lives–intact?
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He was tall, dark and handsome, and he was coming her way!
âHello, my nameâs Jericho Becton. Have we met before? You look very familiar.â
Talisa smiled and shook her head, her gaze sweeping over the manâs face. From the other side of the reception her friends were calling her name. Their voices momentarily pulled her attention away, but in a heartbeat, her glance returned to the man standing in front of her.
She stammered searching for her words as she stood lost in the sensation of her small hand resting in the warmth of his large palm.
âIâ¦I was justâ¦thinking the same thing,â she finally managed to say. All of a sudden, the room seemed to spin in a slow circle around her.
âYou donât look like you are having a good time,â Jericho said.
âHave you been watching me?â Talisa asked coyly, her excitement now shining brightly from her dark eyes. Her hand was still held hostage in his firm grasp.
âI couldnât help myself,â Jericho answered, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper.
Books by Deborah Fletcher Mello
Kimani Romance
In the Light of Love
Kimani Press Arabesque
Take Me to Heart
A Love for all Time
The Right Side of Love
Forever and a Day
Love in the Lineup
DEBORAH FLETCHER MELLO
is the author of five Kimani Arabesque romance novels. Her first novel, Take Me to Heart, earned her a 2004 Romance Slam Jam nomination for Best Author. In 2005 she received Book of the Year and Favorite Heroine nominations for her novel The Right Side of Love.
For Deborah, writing is akin to breathing and she firmly believes that if she could not write she would cease to exist. Weaving a story that leaves her audience feeling full and complete, as if theyâve just enjoyed an incredible meal, is an ultimate thrill for her. Born and raised in Connecticut, she now calls Hillsborough, North Carolina, home, where she resides with her husband, son and two dogs.
To the children of Uganda,
You have not been forgotten,
And you are remembered with much love.
Dear Reader,
I have an emotional attachment to my stories. Each has been fueled by an experience that has stayed with me, haunted me, encouraged me and motivated me to capture the moment as eloquently in words as was humanly possible.
In the Light of Love was one of the stories that I wanted to tell, needed to tell and fought to write with the emotion and passion of the experience itself. I hope that you enjoy it. I hope that it inspires you to reach out to someone in need, to question what you might not know and to find the light that burns especially for you.
Many thanks to all of you for your continued support. Please visit me at my Web site (www.deborahmello.com) and continue to send me your comments.
With much love,
Deborah Fletcher Mello
Contents
Chapter 1
The first wave of intravenous medication had quickly dulled the blinding pain that had cut through her abdomen only moments before. Talisa London could breathe again and she gulped oxygen, fearful that it might be denied.
From some distant place above her, a male voice was eerily calming, the deep tone even and controlled as the man explained the impending procedure, assuring her it would be quick, and over before she knew it. As she felt her body being lifted from the gurney onto the operating table, panic swept over her. A large, brown hand that patted her gently against her bare shoulder instantly soothed the fright-filled emotion.
âYouâre doing very well,â Dr. Jericho Becton whispered softly, warm breath blowing against her ear. âEverythingâs going to be just fine.â His voice was melodic, a soothing bass tone that eased right through her.
Focusing her attention upward, Talisaâs eyes met his, her stare floating up to his intense gaze. His eyes reminded her of the ocean, the irises a deep, blue-green liquid balm. The black lashes were forest thick; long, luscious, enviable strands. The warmth he exuded was consuming and she could feel herself swimming in his gaze, the sensation like a warm wet blanket wrapping around her. There was something ultra-soothing about his stare and when he smiled, she willed herself to smile back. An anesthesiologist placed a mask over her nose and mouth, instructing her to breathe deeply.
âThatâs a good girl, deep breaths,â Dr. Becton said, echoing his associate, the warmth of his hand still pressed against her shoulder.
Talisa stared upward, her smile widening. âYouâre very sweet,â she said, mumbling into the mask. âAnd you have beautiful eyes. I think I could love you,â she chimed, her eyelids fluttering open and then closed. As drug-induced sleep tiptoed in to possess her, Talisa heard the man laugh, a faint âthank youâ echoing into her dreams.
