Okay, sheâd allow herself one more kiss.
Just one more kiss, and then sheâd call a halt to this, tell him that he was being incredibly hasty and foolish and a whole host of other things as well, ending it by saying that one of them had to be sensible.
In a second, in just another second, sheâd tell him all that and more.
More.
The single word shimmered in her head, a silent entreaty to the man who was knocking out all the carefully laid foundations of her world. Very effectively reducing her to a pile of palpitating rubble.
She had one last card to play.
âWhat about your sons?â Tracy asked as, tapping the last of her strength, she created yet another chasm between their lips.
âLet them get their own women,â Micah told her, kissing her again.
Melting her again.
Dear Reader,
When I first came up with the idea of MATCHMAKING MAMAS, it was going to be only a three-book series. But as you might have noticed, I have a great deal of trouble letting go.
This time around, our ladies, Maizie, Theresa and Cecilia, bring together two people who really need one another in more ways than one. Tracy Ryan is an extremely successful lawyer who is a dynamo in the courtroom but very lonely when she closes her door at night. Micah Muldare, a senior reliability engineer, had an extremely happy marriage that ended when his wife died of a brain aneurysm, leaving him with a mountain of medical bills and two very young sons. But a ring of hackers hijacking computers places his futureânot to mention his freedomâin jeopardy just as his aunt turns her attention to his non-existent love life. Maizie brings Tracy and Micah together, and the lady lawyer stays to fix more than his legal problems. She fixes his heart, and he returns the favor.
I hope you enjoy this latest installment of one of my favorite series. As ever, I thank you for reading, and from the bottom of my heart I wish you someone to love who loves you back.
All the best,
Marie Ferrarella
âHeâs a good, decent man,â Sheila Barrett said.
The âheâ the tall, striking woman referred to was her nephew, the young man sheâd taken into her home and raised when her sister and brother-in-law were killed in a car crash.
That had been nearly twenty years ago. Micah Muldare was more like a son than a nephew to her and, like a mother, she worried about him. In her opinion, she had good cause to be worried. Heâd all but become an emotional hermit.
âBut ever since his wife, Ella, died, heâs become almost driven, throwing himself into his work. If I even try to mention socializing, he tells me heâs too busy.â She pressed her lips together, trying to suppress the wave of sadness welling up within her. âItâs like heâs always trying to outrun the pain.â
Sheila didnât usually pour out her heart this way, even to a good friend like Maizie Sommers, but at this point, she needed help getting through to her nephew. If anything, the situation was getting worse, not better.
âWhat about his sons?â Maizie asked. âDidnât you tell me that he has two little boys? How is he with them?â
Sheila nodded, pausing for a moment to take another sip of the exotic-tasting tea sheâd ordered. Maizie, a real estate agent, had suggested that they meet here in this little café to discuss what was bothering her. The problem, it seemed, was right up Maizieâs alley.
In addition to having her own real estate company, Maizie, along with her two lifelong best friends, Theresa Manetti and Cecilia Parnell, dabbled in matchmaking. Initially undertaken just to match up their own single children, theyâd come to enjoy such success that now they did it for their friends. Knowing about this sideline, Sheila had come to her, worried about Micah and looking for help.
âGary and Greg,â Sheila confirmed. âTheyâre five and four, and he adores them. But the boys are seeing less and less of their father because heâs immersing himself in his career. And itâs not helping,â she confided. âAny of them.â
âWork is never a substitute for a good relationship,â Maizie maintained.
Sheila couldnât agree more. âThe boys need a mother and Micah needs someone to love who loves him back.â She looked at her friend, feeling somewhat uneasy. âI donât usually meddle in his lifeââ
âAnd Iâm sure he appreciates that, but sometimes those we love need a little push in the right direction. Nothing wrong with that,â Maizie assured her.
âHeâd be really upset if he knew I was even discussing his life like thisââ
Maizie flashed the other woman an encouraging smile. âDonât worry. Thisâll all be discretely handled. Let me see what I can do,â Maizie told her. âMotherâs Day is coming up,â she noted, thinking that could somehow be utilized in this case, then promised, âIâll get back to you before then.â