Author: Rozsa Gaston
Publisher: Rozsa Gaston
Pages: 266
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Format: Paperback/Kindle/Audible
Book Description:
When
Kati Dunai travels to Budapest Manhattan
But
from the moment she sets foot in the city of her father's youth, it's pleasure
that pursues her. At the thermal bath spa hotel where she's staying, she meets
a Dutchman who reminds her of Béla Dunai, her Hungarian refugee father, who
fled his homeland shortly after its 1956 revolution.
Jan
Klassen is in Budapest
Jan
has never met a woman like Kati before. Her blend of New
England restraint with gypsy spirit captivates him. While Jan
introduces Kati to Budapest
When
Kati returns to New York Europe 's
crown jewels.
Which
will Kati put first—her new career or her new love; a man who reminds her of
the father she never fully understood? And is it the Hungarian pleasure-loving
side of herself that she really needs to understand before she can offer her
heart to the man who has awakened her to who she truly is?
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Excerpt
How could she not notice being noticed?
Floating in a thermal bath pool at a spa hotel in Budapest
He
had glanced in her direction several times over the past two days.
She
was mourning the death of her father the month before, and was in no shape to
be looking at the opposite sex. But the man's shaggy, blond hair had caught her
eye that first evening in the pools; it had wandered down over his shoulders
and powerful chest as well. Béla Dunai would have forgiven her, she knew.
At that moment, the man lifted his head and
looked directly at her. Immediately, she pretended to be studying the clock on
the wall behind him. She hoped he was too far away to notice the blush that had
sprung onto her face. She wanted to pass for a sophisticated European woman
while in Hungary
The next evening at the baths, Kati made a
point of keeping a cool expression on her face as she surveyed the room.
The blond man was there again. Careful not
to glance in his direction, she obliquely noted he was near a group of men
playing chess in the water. He sat at the side of the pool, idly swinging his
legs while watching their game. Her eyes flicked over his legs; oak tree trunks
came to mind.
Pretending not to have seen him, she stared
dreamily in the other direction. Did she sense the blond man’s eyes upon her?
Arching her neck, she jutted her chin out, hoping it made her look more like
her favorite movie actress, Audrey Hepburn.
She wanted to know if he was watching her.
Again pretending to look at the clock on the wall behind him, she arched her
eyebrows as if realizing she had an important appointment. She didn’t.
The man looked directly at her.
Kati completely lost her nerve. Summoning
the remains of her composure, she rose slowly from the pool and disappeared
into the women’s locker room. How could she maintain a dignified mourning
posture when she was being distracted by a blond bear of a man?
Upstairs in her room, she felt restless.
Her body warmed by the thermal baths, she went out on her balcony where the
cold night air pinched her. Something else did too. Her father’s spirit nudged
her at the railing.
Who are you kidding, little daughter? You may be mourning my
loss, but there’s someone with eyes on you now who wants to get to know you.
Let him.
Dad, I’m here to wrap up your affairs. Not meet a man. It’s
completely inappropriate.
Let life happen to you, Katika. Don't run from it. Once, long
ago, I couldn’t help noticing your mother. Thanks to her noticing me back, here
you are.
Kati fled inside and got into bed. That
night, she dreamt about a golden bear stalking her in the woods. She’d run away
from the bear—slowly. Then, she let him catch her. Instead of eating her, he’d
kissed her, thoroughly. It was a long dream. When she woke up the next morning,
she felt refreshed, with a plan.
On
the following evening, Kati eased herself into the middle of the three large
pools in the bath hall and closed her eyes. Instantly, her dream of the night
before returned. When she opened her eyes, she looked in the direction of the
clock. Directly under it the blond stranger caught her gaze.
She gasped. Then she tossed back her hair.
Out of the corner of her eye, she watched
as he climbed out of the water and shook himself off like an enormous golden
retriever. She turned her head away, unable to keep from smiling at the image.
Next thing she knew, he was at the side of
the pool next to her. He crouched, resting muscular arms on well-formed,
golden-haired knees.
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About the Author
Rozsa Gaston writes
playful books on serious matters. Women getting what they want out of life is
one of them. She studied European intellectual history at Yale, and then
received her master’s degree in international affairs from Columbia Bronxville , NY
Her books
include Budapest
Romance, The Ava Series: Paris
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