Handcuffs and a Pyramid of Satin

Kelly falls for Romberg promises laced with deception. Kelly has a wonderful marriage. So why is she so restless? Determined to get that elusive spark back in her life, Kelly takes off to her birthplace of Frankfurt, Germany, for the adventure of a lifetime. There she is befriended by the ever so charming David, who immediately appoints himself as her translator and tour guide.

Kelly is so totally in love with her husband, but finds herself wishing he were more like her new friend David. But it isn't long before Kelly realizes that life is not always greener on the other side of the fence. In fact, it can be downright deadly (Christian Fiction/Romance/Suspense Thriller)

Excerpt: "There's nothing wrong with a married woman having a friend...or is there"?

"Were you waiting for someone?" asked a deep sultry voice. Turning slightly to get a better view in the darkened lights of the club, Kelly found herself looking up into the eyes of a strikingly handsome man. He appeared to be in his mid-thirties. And being that she was in Europe, Kelly could easily imagine that in an earlier time he could have been the model for the statue of David. He was more than chiseled.

"No, I'm just enjoying the bands," replied Kelly.

"My name is David," he said extending his hand. "David Holloway. Would you mind if I joined you?"

"Not at all," replied Kelly. "My name is Kelly Cave...I mean Kelly Brooks."

"May I refresh your drink?" asked David as he settled into the seat besides Kelly at the small table for two.

"Yes, thank you," said Kelly. "I'll have a white wine." After David had taken care of their orders and the waitress had returned with their drinks, they turned their attention back to the bands. When the last of the bands had played, the DJ switched the music to a lively array of dance tunes.

"May I have the pleasure of this dance?" offered David.

"Well I haven't been dancing in so long," said Kelly. "I'm not sure I know the latest steps."

"Dance isn't always about technique," said David. "It's about fun. You mean to tell me a beautiful woman such as yourself doesn't have men lined up to take you dancing?"

"Thank you for the compliment," said Kelly ignoring the question about men lined up. Fun. Was that even a part of her marriage anymore? The last time she and Jeff had danced had been at their wedding reception. Before they'd gotten married it'd been an entirely different story. They'd gone dancing at least two or three times a month.

"Yes, I would like to dance," Kelly answered with an excited smile. "Let's do it."

The night hours passed like the wind. They danced and laughed and talked. The only time they left the floor was when the DJ would do a triple-play set of slow romantic ballads. On these songs, she conveniently excused herself to the ladies room, or said that she needed a little break. Even without her wedding ring, Kelly couldn't imagine herself dancing that closely with another man. But as for the fast tunes, Kelly had a ball. This was the most fun she'd had in years.

If only Jeff....oh never mind. Forget the what ifs and lets party, she thought. And party they did.