Thank you for embracing the new Carita Cove romantic mystery, Maggie and the Hidden Homicide. I’m glad you’re liking it. Here’s the latest sneak peek. Maggie’s on the hunt for clues to the latest homicide, and her handsome buddy Reese is not buying her innocent act for a minute:
“Explain to me again why we’re doing this,” Reese said. He had his back to her, and wore black trousers with creases so sharp they could cut you, topped with his favorite black Hugo Boss cotton blazer. “I hate these stuffy charity things. Why can’t I just mail them a check?”
He turned around, and they both gasped.”You like?” he asked with a smile.
“You know I love purple,” she said. A silk shirt peeked out from his open jacket, offering a tantalizing hint of the muscular chest beneath. The shirt was the color of a ripe plum, velvety and lush. It set off the deep cobalt blue of his eyes and the rich gold of his hair. He looked very sleek and fashion-conscious, every inch the handsome celebrity, even with the wild beard. “You look great.”
“You’re not looking so bad yourself,” he said with a smirk. He was checking out her gold Naeem Khan cocktail dress with an appreciative air. “I forgot how good you are at playing dress-up.”
“Yeah, I had ten years of experience as a dutiful trophy wife whose only purpose was to stand around being pretty.” She patted her stomach. “Even if I’m a couple sizes larger now.” She turned in the dress, letting the layers of glittering fringe flow around her. “Not bad, huh?”
“Not bad at all, Magdalena.” He took her hand and twirled her around, dancing to the tune of the ocean waves outside. “Why don’t we stay home and make some beautiful music together?” he whispered in her ear.
She pulled back. “Nope.” She broke away from him and shut the door, locking out the ocean sound. “We need to go to this party.”
He narrowed his eyes at her suspiciously. “Why? What are you up to?”
Maggie’s up to something. Find out what now: