An Excerpt from A BREATH OF MAGIC
Friday, January 29th, 2010
Happy Friday!
I’ve been getting so many reader emails lately (which I love!) asking about A BREATH OF MAGIC, that I thought it was the perfect time to share another excerpt.
The timing is about right, as we’re nearly three months from release (April 27th!), and the Browse the Book widget should be available in about a month. As soon as it is, I’ll get it on my web site, as well as posting it here. But until then, I wanted to give readers a peek of what’s to come in book three. I’m very proud of this story, even if it was a bear to write.
If you’ll recall, the last excerpt I posted was hardly anything: just the first few paragraphs of the first scene. I’m going to do better today. In fact, I’m posting the entire first scene!
For the next three weeks, I’ll post another scene each Friday (which will equal the first two chapters), so for those who can’t wait to dig in, you’ll have a nice start on the book. Here you go!
A BREATH OF MAGIC
By Tracy Madison
Available May 2010 from Leisure Paranormal Romance
ISBN 10: 0505528363 / ISBN 13: 978-0505528360
Chapter One: Scene One
“Let me get this straight. You want to magically coerce your boyfriend into marrying you? Are you crazy?” My cousin Elizabeth gaped at me as if I’d suddenly sprouted a set of horns. Or maybe a third eye.
“I can’t magically coerce anyone. And no, that isn’t what I want. Not exactly, anyway.” We were ensconced in her office at A Taste of Magic, and while I’d known before arriving at the bakery that gaining her approval would be difficult, I’d hoped, at the very least, for her understanding. “It’s more that I want to use magic to take away Kyle’s reservations about commitment.”
Her brown eyes darkened to the same shade as her hair, either in anger or disbelief. Or maybe both. “There isn’t much distinction between the two, Chloe. Besides, do you really want to marry a man who wouldn’t say yes on his own?”
That same question had been bobbing around in my head for weeks, and my answer changed repeatedly. I inhaled a quick breath, hoping to smother the uneasiness that knotted my stomach. Instead, the thick, buttery, almost too-sweet scent of the bakery assailed my senses, adding queasiness to the mix. “We’ve been dating for nearly a year. Marriage is the obvious next step.”
“But why the hurry? Just let your relationship progress naturally, and you’ll end up where you’re supposed to.”
Her logic, right or wrong, made me want to scream. Of course, I didn’t. Doing so would only paint me as an emotional basket case. And I wasn’t. Okay, maybe I was slightly emotional, but my reasons for going forward were sound. Fidgeting in my seat, I offered, “It’s almost like we’re already married. He just needs…a little shove to make it official.”
“And you think I’m that shove?”
“Well, it’s not like I can do it myself!” After a few more breaths, I reined in the quick temper that accompanied my red hair. “I’m sorry, but you’re the only one who can do this.”
Compassion replaced Elizabeth’s disapproval. She reached across her desk to grasp my hand. “Is that what this is about? We all believe the magic will find you. Both Alice and I have gifted it to you several times, but maybe you’re not in the right place to receive your power yet. Be patient, sweetie. It will come.”
Yeah, right. Patient. I’d been best friends with Alice, Elizabeth’s sister, long before I discovered we were related, so at first I’d been pleased to learn we were cousins. Now…well, the blood relation should have been enough for me to claim the family’s Gypsy magic. But so far? Nada. The bluebird of patience had long since flown the coop. Worse, instead of feeling closer to my newfound relatives, I’d never felt more alone.
Except for Kyle.
I pulled my hand away. “I’ve given up on receiving the magic, Liz. So to answer your question, no, that’s not what this is about.” I counted to three and then gave my request another go. “What I’m asking for is simple.”
She tilted her head, staring into my eyes. “Maybe I misunderstood you. Please ask again.”
No way had she misunderstood, but I’d ask again. Heck, I’d ask one hundred more times if it worked. I wanted to become Chloe Ackers instead of Chloe Nichols so badly, it still surprised me. I didn’t understand the urgency, but I trusted it. Straightening my shoulders, I said, “I’d like you to bake something special I can serve tonight, because I plan on proposing.”
“And ‘special’ means what, exactly?”
Liz probably figured that by forcing me to say in detail what I wanted, I’d decide the idea was ludicrous. Of course, she had no way of knowing that I’d been contemplating this for the past six weeks and had long since gotten over my qualms. Well, most of them. “Just bake me a cake with the wish that Kyle’s fears about commitment vanish. That’s it. After he eats the cake, I can propose. If he says no then, I’ll know the reason is because he doesn’t love me, and I can live with that. But if I ask him without your magic, I’ll never know if his rejection is because his feelings for me aren’t strong enough, or if it’s because he’s too afraid of marrying anyone.”
With a sigh, Elizabeth tucked a stray strand of hair back in place. “It’s not a good idea, Chloe. It isn’t fair to Kyle, and it isn’t fair to you, either. You deserve a man who wants to be with you because of you—a man who loves you so much, he’d never need a spell to push him along. Don’t you want that?”
I heard her words, and the sentiment behind them, and a sudden longing for exactly that pulled at me. But I knew better. Other than with Kyle, I’d never had a relationship last more than a few months. Besides, Kyle was my high-school sweetheart, my first love, and after years of separation we were a couple again. That had to mean something. Otherwise, why had fate bothered to bring us back together?
“Not everyone is as lucky as you and Alice,” I said softly.
She snorted. “We weren’t always so lucky in love—or are you forgetting that? What we have now isn’t luck. Sometimes, it takes a while. But trust me, the wait is worth it.”
Maybe. If I believed that what she’d found with Nate, and what Alice found with Ethan, would happen for me, then maybe the wait would be worthwhile. But I didn’t. “I’ve never asked you to use your magic for me before. I swear, Liz, if you do this…I’ll never ask again.”
“Why is this so important to you now?” She gasped. “Are you pregnant?”
“No!” Not that I hadn’t thought of going that route, because I had. For about three seconds flat. Trapping Kyle, no matter what Elizabeth thought, was not my intention. “Besides, if I were, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.”
“We wouldn’t?”
Exasperation curled in my chest. I freed it with a loud sigh. “You know Kyle. If I told him he was going to be a father, what do you think he’d do?”
“Run for the hills?”
“And no amount of magic would get him back.” I shook my head. “No, this is the only way.”
Liz picked up a stray pen from her desk, fiddled with it for a minute and then plopped it back down. “And yet, you want to marry him.”
“Just because he isn’t ready for kids doesn’t mean he won’t ever be. And we have to start somewhere.” I stared at Elizabeth, trying to find the right words to get her to agree. “You used your magic for Alice,” I pointed out.
“Uh-huh, to help her find Ethan. Not to compel him to be with her.” Elizabeth stood and paced the small area in front of her office door.
“But we are together, so I’m not trying to force him to be with me. Why are you opposed to this? It’s not a big deal. Not really.”
She stopped. Turning to face me, she planted both hands on her hips. “Don’t ever say that to me again, Chloe. Altering Kyle’s perception so he’ll agree to something he normally wouldn’t is a huge deal. Massive. And the result—good or bad—would rest on my shoulders.”
My bottom lip twitched. My stomach somersaulted. I opened my mouth to argue, to tell her all the things I’d already said, but I couldn’t find my voice. The seconds ticked by with neither of us speaking. She was waiting for me to back down so she wouldn’t have to say no. But I couldn’t. Not for this. “Please,” I implored.
Disappointment flashed over her features. “I can’t—won’t—help you make a mistake of such magnitude.”
“No? You’re saying no? There isn’t anything I can say that will change your mind?”
She approached me and then knelt down so we were eye to eye. “I don’t know what’s going on inside of you, but I don’t believe you really want to marry Kyle Ackers. Not with everything Alice has shared with me, and not with what I’ve seen for myself. What’s really going on here, Chloe?”
Mentally, I searched for an avenue I hadn’t yet tried, for something—anything—that would change the direction of this conversation, and therefore her decision. I wanted exactly what I’d said. I didn’t have a hidden agenda. And even though I stood behind my belief, that relaxing Kyle’s fears was not the same as forcing him into marriage, I understood where Elizabeth was coming from. I just didn’t agree with her.
As we stared at each other, I saw the conviction of her answer in her gaze, and my desperation—my want to finally be a part of something I’d never truly experienced: a family—crawled through me. The feeling swirled inside, swelling until I almost gasped in agony. But I held my breath and instead wished with every part of my being that Elizabeth would change her mind, that she’d do this one small favor for me. Seriously, if I could have bent her will at that moment, I would have. Even knowing how wrong that was.
Putting my hands on her shoulders, I worked to keep my voice steady so she wouldn’t hear my anxiety, my desperation. “I need this, Liz. I’m just trying to find my own happy ending.”
She blinked. Not once or twice, but three times. The air shifted around us, somehow the weight of the tension easing as it did. Shivers danced and rippled along my skin.
After a long breath, she covered my hands with hers. “Okay, Chloe. If this is truly that important to you, I’ll cast your wish.”
And–ah–that’s it until next week! Hope you enjoyed the sneak peek, and hopefully the spacing and font isn’t all wonky on your end. Have a great weekend!
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Next Friday, I’ll post the remainder of Chapter One from A BREATH OF MAGIC.
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