Thursday, January 5, 2012

Pam Meyers Thyme for Love

A native of Lake Geneva, Wisconsin, Pamela S. Meyers currently lives in Arlington Heights, Ill. She served on the Operating Board for ACFW 2005-2009, and is president of her local ACFW chapter. Her debut novel Thyme for Love releases November 14, 2011, and her historical that is set in her hometown, Love Finds You in Lake Geneva, Wisconsin, will release in June 2012. She has published articles in Today’s Christian Woman, Christian Computing, Victory in Grace, and Ancestry. She is also a contributor in the compilation book, His Forever.

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Thyme for Love

April Love has always dreamed of being a chef.
But she didn’t expect her former fiancé
or murder to be part of the recipe for her new job.

When April Love signs on to be an in-house chef at an old lakeshore mansion in Canoga Lake, Wisconsin, she comes face to face with her long-lost love, the drop-dead gorgeous Marc Thorne. It doesn’t take long for their old magnetism to recharge, but how can she trust the guy who left her nearly at the altar eight years earlier? Her gut tells her something happened to Marc in between—something he’s reluctant to reveal.

When April’s boss is murdered, Marc is accused of the crime. Unless April can find out who really killed Ramón Galvez, her chances for love will end up at the county jail. But someone else is just as determined she not solve the mystery…and will go to any length to stop her.

Here's an excerpt from Thyme for Love:

Thyme for Love by Pamela S. Meyers

The kitchen door opened, and I came face to face with a ghost. Not a Scrooge’s Christmas Past kind of ghost. More like the Ghost of Long- Lost Love. Bronze complexion, espresso-dark eyes, and hair as black as licorice, Marc Thorne looked as gorgeous as he had when he walked out of my life the day before college graduation.

Limp as overcooked pasta, I gripped the island’s granite counter, its rock- solid support my only hope of not toppling off my three-inch, too-tight heels. Why now? I opened my mouth to speak, but a vise-like grip on my chest had squeezed out every ounce of air.

He stepped toward me, and a whiff of his citrus-like aftershave tickled my nose. Thankfully he wasn’t wearing the spicy fragrance I’d always liked. One sniff of that stuff and I’d have been transported back to a time I preferred to keep dead and buried.

“April? What are you doing here?”

What was I doing here? I forced a ragged breath into my lungs. “I’m waiting to interview with...Mr....Gomez for the chef position.”

“Galvez.” His voice cracked.

“You’re right. Galvez. Ramón Galvez.” How many times had the man’s name run through my head recently? As many as the number of restaurants I’d interviewed within the past two weeks. If I’d been taken straight to Mr. Galvez’s office, I might not be facing this flash from my past that I’d tried for eight years to despise. And what was Marc doing back? He was supposed to be in California working with His Helping Hands Ministry. At least that was his plan. His carved-in-granite plan.

Like mannequins in a department store window, we faced each other with set-in-plastic smiles—his features, tanned by his Argentine heritage on his mother’s side, and mine, no doubt pasty white from shock. His gray slacks fit his build as though tailored for him. The navy and red striped tie coupled with the crisp button-down shirt exuded business, while the sleeves rolled up to reveal strong forearms gave the right touch of casualness.

I gulped. Where was his jacket? If he were here on business, he wouldn’t be in his shirtsleeves. Did he work here? I pulled my eyes away from my personal version of Back to the Future and mentally said good-bye to Rescaté de Nino’s made-for-a-chef kitchen: granite counters all around, a pair of microwaves, commercial-sized dishwasher. They’d done a wonderful job bringing the century-old mansion’s kitchen up to date.

My gaze rested on the six-burner stove I’d been drooling over for the past fifteen minutes. A dull pain filled my chest. None of that mattered anymore. Not if Marc worked for Rescaté. Day after day I’d be reminded of how I’d lost him to something else. Good-bye, chef job.

You can purchase Thyme for Love at Amazon.

Pamela is giving away a copy of Thyme for Love. The giveaway is only available to U.S. addresses. To be entered in the book giveaway, leave a comment. You can enter the book giveaway twice--once on each spotlight post.


wfnren said...

Love the title, the story sounds great, now, ready to enjoy the book. Ohh, I hope I win, lol,


Linda said...

It would be most difficult to face someone who stood you up for marriage. Slip in a murder, and who would one likely suspect? Please, enter me!!!

desertrose5173 at gmail dot com

Rebecca said...

Oh this looks like a great book. I would love to read this. Thanks for the chance to win.


Linda Kish said...

I would love to win a copy of this book.

lkish77123 at gmail dot com

karenk said...

would love to read this story....thanks for the chance :)

kmkuka at yahoo dot com

cjajsmommy said...

A mystery set in an old house -- I'm snagged! djragno {at} hotmail {dot} com

apple blossom said...

sounds like a really good book

ABreading4fun [at] gmail [dot] com

Marianne said...

Thanks for a great interview again, Patty. Thank you for the opportunity to win Thyme for Love.


Jennifer said...

Very exciting! I just watched the excerpt, very intriguing ! Such a beautiful setting for a book, God bless!

Teela said...

I HOPE I win this book, Thyme for Love....oh I really hope I win!

Jo said...

Sounds like such a good book. I have enjoyed what I have read of it so far.


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