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    Je T'aime
    Je T'aime
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    Je T'aime

    By Ursula Whistler

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    Looking for inspiration, designer Genevieve Hoffman agrees to an apartment swap and heads to the south of France. But when the apartment owner's brother returns from deployment, she finds herself with a man who inspires fantasies rather than fashion. Etienne Gagnon barely made it out of Syria alive during his last special forces assignment. All he wants is a little R&R in the apartment he shares with his sister. But the woman making breakfast in his kitchen isn't his sister. He might not understand a word coming out of her mouth, but he has no problem reading body language and likes what she's saying just fine.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherThe Wild Rose Press
    Release dateJan 25, 2016
    ISBN9781509206247
    Je T'aime
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    Ursula Whistler

    A few years ago, Ursula Whistler got annoyed at a misunderstanding that happened with a group blog. That anger spurred her to write an erotic romance, that after many rounds of editing, became Party Favors. Through some more writing and plenty of support from her colleagues in the Southern Louisiana Romance Writers group, she kept writing contemporary erotic romances mostly set in New Orleans. Now that she’s moved to Florida, she’s writing and publishing with The Wild Rose Press as she adjusts to beach life and caring for her ailing mother. You won’t hear much about her mother unless you follow her on Facebook or Twitter, but at her website, she writes the stories behind the stories and other snapshots of her life. While pregnant with the second of her three children, she had a recurring dream that she dutifully wrote. We all know how dreams go, thin plot and lots of DEUS EX MACHINA. She learned to not show that manuscript to anyone even after she edited it. She continued to write paying closer attention to plot, and she joined RWA and the SOUTHERN LOUISIANA ROMANCE WRITERS. That has made all the difference. You can interact with her on the web at UrsulaWhistler.com, where she blogs about writing, inspiration for writing, and her oversized Bichon Frise. Ursula will always say that she isn't bad, she just writes that way.

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      Je T'aime - Ursula Whistler

      You

      Je T’aime

      by

      Ursula Whistler

      A Candy Hearts Romance

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales, is entirely coincidental.

      Je T’aime

      COPYRIGHT © 2016 by Ursula Whistler

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission of the author or The Wild Rose Press, Inc. except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews.

      Contact Information: info@thewildrosepress.com

      Cover Art by RJ Morris

      The Wild Rose Press, Inc.

      PO Box 708

      Adams Basin, NY 14410-0708

      Visit us at www.thewilderroses.com

      Publishing History

      First Scarlet Rose Edition, 2016

      Digital ISBN 978-1-5092-0624-7

      Published in the United States of America

      Dedication

      To the de Gantes family

      PRAISE FOR AUTHOR

      Ursula Whistler

      BIG BAD EASY

      BIG BAD EASY is a strong, romantic mystery with just the right touches of romance and sexual innuendo made real.

      ~Annetta Sweetko, Fresh Fiction

      MAN OF FEW WORDS

      MAN OF FEW WORDS is sexy, fast-paced, and moving, and a good read for beach or fireside.

      ~Alberta, Manic Readers

      RISQUE POSES

      This was a short but sweet read that, as an older woman, I could enjoy and relate to. I enjoyed the solution to the problem of the risqué poses and would really enjoy a sequel to this story!

      ~Marcie Oropeza, Siren Book Reviews

      BEHAVING BADLY

      The chemistry between Drew and Jessica is off the charts. The sex scenes were hot and steamy. Drew and Jessica are a good match for each other.

      ~Victoria, Romancing the Book

      Chapter One

      Étienne Gagnon knew the moment he woke to the pale, morning sun breaking through the trees that his stepsister had matured during his six months on deployment with special forces in Syria.

      The rich smell of sausage filled his nostrils and seemed to lift him out of bed. American pop music drifted through the crack between the door and the floor. He laughed. She loved to sing to it as well, and it appeared she’d been studying English as her accent had lessened. He should have her give him lessons. What English he learned in secondary school had taken a back seat to Spanish, Arabic, and Pashtun, languages much more useful in the port city of Toulon with its rich mixture of cultures.

      He shook off the last dregs of sleep and quickly brushed his teeth in the bath attached to his room. He tried to set his hair to rights, but the shaggy length made the effort hopeless. Eh, he thought. It’s only Brigitte. She won’t care if I have messy hair.

      He looked at his well-worn desert fatigues that had served as his pajamas when he arrived late last night straight from the base. He should probably tell his stepsister what he really did for a living. She’d get a shock to learn of the lies he’d told to all of his family. They’d thought his days of danger were over many years ago. He hated the deception, and today seemed like a good time to reveal the truth. Perhaps it would push him to hang up the combat boots for good.

      With no more delays, he strode out the door and smiled at her dancing as she cooked in the small kitchen. Her back was to him. Her long black ponytail swung back and forth, opposite her hips. She’d lost some weight, too. Her bare legs had more tone than he remembered from last summer when she’d joined him at the gym. She was singing with such volume she didn’t hear him.

      He took advantage of her distraction and grabbed her around the waist as he announced in French, Surprise! I’m home!

      She snapped her head back, whacking the back of her head into his nose. Sharp pain made him grab his face, letting go of her. Her well-placed elbow cracked against his rib cage. An oof escaped his lips as he absorbed the blow. He backed away just in time to avoid a round kick to his knee. He let go of his side and put both hands in front of his chest in self-defense mode. She’d not land any more hits. Brigitte! Why? It’s me! Stop this!

      This wasn’t his stepsister. This woman resembled her greatly, except she had larger breasts, better legs, and excellent self-defense tactics. She yelled in English. What she said was a mystery, but her face and body language told him everything he needed to know. She was fully prepared to kick his ass.

      He softened his voice as he told her he wasn’t a threat. I live here. This is my house.

      She must have recognized a word, because she said in terrible French, Your house. No. House of Brigitte.

      He smiled at her simple French, but he wiped it off as soon as he could. This wasn’t the time to laugh at her. He didn’t know why she was here, but she believed she should be here and that he shouldn’t.

      "Oui. He spoke as slowly as he could in his native language as the adrenaline running through him had obliterated all English words from his reach. Brigitte lives here. I live here also." He pointed at the walls and the floor as well as the furniture.

      Hell, it was all his. Not a bit of the furniture belonged to Brigitte. She’d taken over the room of a reassigned sailor, including the man’s bed. He hoped the woman breathing heavily before him understood that he lived here, too. He kept repeating it. I live here, too.

      She said something else in English. Her eyes narrowed. Had he heard the word you? What was she trying to say? He cursed his lack of English. If only she spoke one of the other four languages he knew.

      Who is you?

      It was terrible grammar, but he knew now what she was asking. I am Étienne Gagnon. I am a soldier. This is my house. My apartment. Brigitte is my sister.

      Sister? You are brother? Her eyes narrowed again, and she moved her head to clear her

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