Never Too Late for Love
(2000)(The second book in the Eastman Family and Friends series)
A novel by Monica Jackson
Never Too Late For Love is an African American contemporary romance.
This is the second book in the Eastman Family and Friend series. It has a woman's fiction tone, a bit more than a simple romance, although there is plenty of romance.
"Who says romance belongs only to the young and restless? Never Too Late For Love is a fine romance between 47-year old Tiffany Eastman and 55-year old Jason Cates. It is also the story of healing of a remarkably strong and fine woman.
Tiffany has left behind a lousy marriage and an alcohol addiction problem to start life anew in St Louis.
Unfortunately, Jason is still reluctant to let go of the memories of his wife Diana. Hmm. But no fear, Tiffany will fix that. Never Too Late For Love is the story of just that. No murder, no screaming fits, just a nice, slow and easy romance. And it works, although many things could go wrong." Mrs. Giggles
Romantic Times 4 1/2 star gold medal winner
~Excerpt~
They reached the porch, but Jason hesitated at the door as if he were loath to go inside. She didn’t want to break the spell between them either. They looked at each other, and he pulled her to him. He bent his head and touched her lips gently. A gasp caught in her throat.
He deepened the kiss, and his hunger ignited hers.
They both reached for the door simultaneously and stumbled through the house. They fell on the first cushioned surface they came across, the couch in front of the fireplace. He was on top of her. The weight of his body pressed her into the soft cushions of the couch. He trailed tiny kisses across her jawline, then returned to devour her mouth.
She arched against him, feeling his hardness pressed against her lower abdomen. Seemingly of their own volition, her legs parted, bringing her feminine softness against him. A purely masculine growl sounded deep in his throat. Slow, deep grind.
He raised, and she reached for him, needing, wanting, to feel all of him, but he was unbuttoning her blouse and exposing her lacy bra, white against her chocolate skin.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, nuzzling her throat. He moved downward slowly, tasting and nibbling. His tongue teased in lazy circles over one nipple, then the other through the thin fabric of her bra.
Was that a whimper coming from her throat? He reached behind her, and with one hand, unhooked her bra and eased her blouse off her shoulders. Her bra followed. It fell to the floor.
Genre: Romance
This is the second book in the Eastman Family and Friend series. It has a woman's fiction tone, a bit more than a simple romance, although there is plenty of romance.
"Who says romance belongs only to the young and restless? Never Too Late For Love is a fine romance between 47-year old Tiffany Eastman and 55-year old Jason Cates. It is also the story of healing of a remarkably strong and fine woman.
Tiffany has left behind a lousy marriage and an alcohol addiction problem to start life anew in St Louis.
Unfortunately, Jason is still reluctant to let go of the memories of his wife Diana. Hmm. But no fear, Tiffany will fix that. Never Too Late For Love is the story of just that. No murder, no screaming fits, just a nice, slow and easy romance. And it works, although many things could go wrong." Mrs. Giggles
Romantic Times 4 1/2 star gold medal winner
~Excerpt~
They reached the porch, but Jason hesitated at the door as if he were loath to go inside. She didn’t want to break the spell between them either. They looked at each other, and he pulled her to him. He bent his head and touched her lips gently. A gasp caught in her throat.
He deepened the kiss, and his hunger ignited hers.
They both reached for the door simultaneously and stumbled through the house. They fell on the first cushioned surface they came across, the couch in front of the fireplace. He was on top of her. The weight of his body pressed her into the soft cushions of the couch. He trailed tiny kisses across her jawline, then returned to devour her mouth.
She arched against him, feeling his hardness pressed against her lower abdomen. Seemingly of their own volition, her legs parted, bringing her feminine softness against him. A purely masculine growl sounded deep in his throat. Slow, deep grind.
He raised, and she reached for him, needing, wanting, to feel all of him, but he was unbuttoning her blouse and exposing her lacy bra, white against her chocolate skin.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, nuzzling her throat. He moved downward slowly, tasting and nibbling. His tongue teased in lazy circles over one nipple, then the other through the thin fabric of her bra.
Was that a whimper coming from her throat? He reached behind her, and with one hand, unhooked her bra and eased her blouse off her shoulders. Her bra followed. It fell to the floor.
Genre: Romance
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