WEAK
IN THE KNEES
By
Jo Kessel
BLURB:
“We got so busy
living life that we forgot to live our dreams.”
Danni Lewis has been playing it safe for twenty-six years,
but her sheltered existence is making her feel old ahead of time. When a sudden
death plunges her into a spiral of grief, she throws caution to the wind and
runs away to France in search of a new beginning.
The moment ski instructor Olivier du Pape enters her
shattered world she falls hard, in more ways than one.
Their mutual desire is as powerful and seductive as the
mountains around them. His dark gypsy looks and piercing blue eyes are
irresistible.
Only she must
resist, because he has a wife – and she’d made a pact to never get involved with a married man.
But how do you choose between keeping your word and being
true to your soul?
Weak at the Knees is Jo’s debut
novel in the new adult, contemporary romance genre – a story about love, loss
and relationships, set between London and the heart of the French Alps.
EXCERPT: .
Late afternoon
Olivier and I are playing with interlocked fingers, sitting side by side on the
balcony step, basking in the sun.
“I’ve been thinking
about your birthday. Is there anything in particular that you’d like to do?” he
asks.
I shrug.
“I don’t think so.
Birthdays are no big deal and twenty-seven is hardly one of the big ones.”
It’s getting
dangerously close to thirty and my life is still not exactly sorted. He rubs it
in.
“There’s only three
more years to go until you join my decade! Look, forget about it being your
birthday. Let’s just say we’ve got an evening to spend together to do something
a bit different. What would you like to do then?”
I’m not brave
enough to ask what’s going to happen to us, to ask whether he’s going to have
left his wife by then, or whether he’s expecting me to stay as his bit on the
side. But perhaps I won’t need to. Because if I can summon enough courage to
tell him exactly what I’d really like to do for my birthday, his answer will
probably tell me all I need to know. There is something I’ve been desperate to
do since we got together, but it’s not been possible seeing as our affair has
to be kept secret. It doesn’t seem much to ask and for most couples it’s the
simplest thing to do. I can’t bear to look at his face, to see his expression
or to read his reaction, so I fixate on our fingers instead, making pretty
puppet patterns.
“Actually, there is
something I’d like to do,” I say. “I’d like to go out and eat at a restaurant,
just you and me.”
He’s silent for the
longest moment. His fingers stop moving and so, it feels, does my heart.
“Do you know how
difficult that is for me Danni?”
His face is tight
and serious when I look up and drown in his clear blue stare. I can barely
breathe. It feels like the question mark hanging over our relationship and
future has just jumped off the page, quadrupled in size and wrapped itself
tight around my windpipe.
AUTHOR
INFORMATION:
When
Jo was ten years old she wrote a short story about losing a loved one. Her
mother and big sister were so moved by the tale that it made them cry. Having
reduced them to tears, she vowed that the next time she wrote a story it would
make them smile instead. Happily she succeeded, and with this success grew an
addiction for wanting to reach out and touch people with words. Jo lives in
London with her husband and three children where she works as a TV and print
journalist. She tells life stories and can often be found travelling the globe
researching the next big holiday hotspots for readers to enjoy. Since becoming
a mother, anything even remotely sad makes her cry. She’s a sucker for a good
romance and tear-jerker movies are the worst. She’s that woman in the cinema,
struggling to muffle audible wails as everyone else turns round to stare.
P.S
Jo’s pretty certain one of her daughters has inherited this gene.
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Thank you so very much for having me today to celebrate the release of my new novel Weak at the Knees. Jo
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