Excerpt 2, The Mason Dixon Line

Carolyn Hart has excelled at one thing her whole life: looking good. She has the beauty and style to turn heads. But making her own way in the world turns out to be a lot tougher than getting elected homecoming queen. She has no idea what she wants to do with her life, her credit card balance is becoming self-aware, and her love life is DOA. And now her boss at Horizons, a school for kids with special needs, has given her an unwelcome assignment: to work with a cartoonist to create a kids’ book as a fundraiser for the school.
Former troubled kid Mason Dixon would do anything for the aunt who took him in after his parents gave up on him. But when he offers to illustrate a kids’ book as a fundraiser for her pet cause, he winds up taking on way more than he bargained for. The gorgeous teacher’s aide he’s assigned to work with challenges him at every turn and makes him wonder if there’s any line he won’t cross for her.

The Mason Dixon Line releases for the Kindle on Feb. 3rd, with other platforms to follow later. Here’s a scene when Mason and Carolyn are in a restaurant killing time, waiting for their food to be served:

“Got a pen?” Mason asked her.
She rifled through her purse. “Yeah, here. Why?”
“Thought I’d do some drawing. Waiting is boring.”
“We’ve been waiting like thirty seconds.”
“And I’ve been bored for thirty seconds. I’d rather draw.”
She watched him stroke his pen across his napkin and frown when the pen’s nib tore the paper. “This napkin sucks. Got any paper?”
She dug through her purse again until she found a long receipt. “Sure.” She handed it over.
He eyed it. “You blew two hundred and fifty-six bucks at Victoria’s Secret?”
“Hey, I gave it to you so you could draw, not criticize. No judging!” Flushing, she grabbed for the receipt but he held it out of her reach, grinning. He was cute when he smiled. Damn him.
“Who said I was judging? That purchase actually sounds worthwhile.” His lips curved and she had the oddest sensation he was imagining what she might have bought. “What was it? Two hundred and fifty bucks ought to buy a lot of lingerie.”
She scowled. “You’ll never see it, so don’t worry about it.”
“Oh, I don’t plan on seeing it. But I can dream, can’t I?”
“Is that the Mason Dixon version of flirtation?” She crooked one eyebrow. He didn’t plan on seeing it? That was a first. No guy had ever come right out and admitted he had no shot at seeing her scantily clad.
Most men were optimistic that way, even if it was totally unfounded.
He looked down at the receipt and began to doodle, his cheeks reddening. “I wouldn’t say I was flirting with you.”

What do we think? Was he flirting with her?

About Linda Morris

Linda Morris is a multipublished writer of contemporary and historical romance. She writes stories with heart and heat, and a joke or two thrown in. When she's not writing, working, or mommying, she's doing yoga, reading, working in her flower garden, or baking delicious things she probably shouldn't eat. A beat-up old copy of Kathleen Woodiwiss's "Ashes in the Wind" that her mom bought for her at a garage sale years ago was her "gateway drug" into the world of romance novels. Her all-time favorite romance writers include Laura Kinsale, Patricia Gaffney, Elizabeth Delancey, and Marjorie Ferrell. Current favorites include Julie Anne Long, Erin McCarthy, and Shannon McKenna.
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2 Responses to Excerpt 2, The Mason Dixon Line

  1. yup; he’s flirting 🙂 and sounds like she would like him to see those items at some point as well.

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