Saving Katya by Sandra Edwards
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Synopsis:
Olympic Gold Medalists Kate
Peterson (U.S.) and Alexei Petrova (Russia) haven't seen each other in eight
years--not since their teenage affair ended after Alexei was forced back to
Russia.
Since then, Kate has
disappeared into relative obscurity, while Alexei--who's now living in the
States--has made a fortune selling "himself".
Reviewer’s Comments:
"Mix together love,
betrayal, lies and secrets set against the rarefied world of Olympic figure
skating, and you have a tender story that leaps off the pages and twists its
way into your heart. Ms. Edwards scores with Saving Katya. Her writing
glides along through ups and downs until two former Olympians win their happy
ending."
-Cara Marsi ~ Author of Loving
Or Nothing, 2012 Silken Sands Star Finalist
"Ms. Edwards delivers
another heartfelt, feel-good winner with Saving Katya."
-Robin Haseltine, award-winning
author
"Saving Katya is an
inspiring story."
-Sue Fineman, author of the
bestselling Gregory Series
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Author bio:
NEW YORK TIMES & USA TODAY
Bestselling Author Sandra Edwards writes award-winning romance in a variety of
subgenres such as paranormal (mostly time travel and reincarnation),
contemporary, and suspense. She lives in the U.S. (west coast) with her
husband, two kids, four dogs and one very temperamental feline. Sandra's books
often push the envelope and step outside the boundaries of conventional
romance. For more info on Sandra's books, visit her website at www.sandrawrites.com.
Excerpt:
When figure
skating's gold medalists are invited to light the flame at the torch-lighting
ceremony, the two are thrown back together again, yet each harbors a secret
that could prevent a happy reunion.
A black limo rolled up. Kate stepped back, too
flustered to care about getting in someone else’s way.
Who was Alexei dissing over the phone? Was it her? It
must be so, the conversation had started out about her. She didn’t deserve to
be treated this way. Dinner was his idea. Not hers. He was right, though. She
did know the score. He had ignored her letters because he wanted to. She was
good enough to sleep with and that was it. Nothing more than a teenage tryst.
Disillusion reeled inside Kate’s head and stole her
breath away. She propped a steadying hand on the car. Alexei cradled his arm
around her shoulder, opened the vehicle’s door and urged her inside.
“Wait...” She used the door frame for leverage, but
it had little influence over Alexei. He swept her into the car with capable
skill. The door swung shut, trapping her inside a much too tight compartment
with Alexei sitting way too close. Close enough to radiate sensual energy that
was intense enough to drive her crazy.
“You look pale. Are you sure you’re all right?” His
fingertips trailed over the edge of her face. Chills coursed through her in
electrifying waves.
Kate laid her purse on the seat and inched some space
between herself and Alexei.
Be strong. One
moment of pleasure with Alexei was not worth the pain it could bring their
daughter. He’d already rejected Katya once—when he ignored Kate’s letters. She
couldn’t risk that happening again.
“I can’t do this.” She scooted toward the door and
secured the handle in her hand. “Call me tomorrow, okay?” Her suggestion was
half hearted and it came on the heels of her flinging the door open and
scrambling out of the other side of the car.
Instinct pushed her to run, but her legs dragged as
if they had weights attached. The idiot in her wanted to look over her shoulder
to see if he had gotten out of the car, but she didn’t dare. A single
come-hither glance from Alexei could send her back into his arms.
Kate hurried along the sidewalk, telling herself she
could cover the distance—two blocks—and disappear inside the building before
Alexei caught up to her.
“Katya...”
His voice carried on the brisk night air, and she trudged on. Closing in on the
US Residence, the quicksand-like tension bogging her legs eased.
Turning up the sidewalk entrance, her dignity started
to return. As long as she couldn’t see him, she wasn’t in danger of his charms.
The car pulled up beside her, engine purring. It wasn’t
him. Couldn’t be him. She heard no door closing, just Alexei calling after her
with that name.
“Katya.”
Fear stiffened each muscle and every nerve, freezing
her like a statue. Their daughter was tucked away inside the hotel before her,
and Alexei was mere steps behind. Kate was the only thing standing between
them. If she didn’t get rid of him pronto, things could get ugly.
Move. She
commanded, but the icy sidewalk slicked her feet right out from under her. Kate
fell to the ground in a blur of slow-motioned terror, landing on her butt. The
pain rippled out in waves but it was quickly overshadowed by her head bouncing
off the frozen walkway.
Ouch,
flickered through her mind just before everything when blank.
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