Book Excerpt: Absolute Obsession

ABSOLUTE OBSESSION, by C. Elizabeth, Wings ePress, $8.95.

In an excerpt from C. Elizabeth’s new contemporary romance novel, Absolute Obsession, we are listening in to a conversation between 42 year old Rose Gerbaldi and 30 year old British movie star, Michael Terrance, who are destined to be soul mates.  Rose discovers her heart and soul have been forever united with Michael – a discovery that compels her reality to fiercely reclaim her, ultimately devastating the very lives fate had so lovingly entwined. Forsaken by a woman he’s never met, unable to control the debilitating agony, Michael seeks solace on the darker side of Hollywood.  Meanwhile in Western Canada, having been doubly devastated, Rose relinquishes to a life of loneliness.  Both are certain they’ll never again find that for which they long for – – each other. Foolish people – fate is infallible.

Absolute Obsession Book Excerpt

“Hello,” I answered.

“Is Rose Gerbaldi in?” the male voice asked.

“Speaking.”

“Is this the same Rose Gerbaldi that wrote Michael Terrance a letter?”

My stomach lunged into my throat, cutting off my air, my hands started shaking. Was I really hearing that voice, even though I had never heard it outside of the movie, the English accent was a dead give away. It was him! Maybe it wasn’t, but what if it was? What were the chances of him reading my letter? What was he doing? Why would he be phoning me? It was just a simple letter written by a temporarily insane woman, who had made a simple observation. The question he asked wasn’t a hard question to answer, but my brain terminated the use of my voice, struggling… my air waves finally broke free.

“Well… um… I… gue-guess… th-that… would… depend on… um… who’s asking.”

Losing control of my tongue, words stuttering out, surely he thought I had a speech impediment. All I could hear was his breathing… that was good, at least he hadn’t hung up on me at my disastrous attempt to talk.

“Michael Terrance, actually,” he responded, confirming my assumption. There was a hint of apprehension in his voice, which led me to believe he wished he hadn’t called, all the while my fantasy world was bursting to the fore front of my mind, like a locomotive, whistles blowing, and me not being able to get control of it, it pushed its way through, in a garbled mess of instant flashes in certain parts. It was like watching a movie on fast forward and slow motion for the clearer parts. Not sure what to say.

“You seem a little unsure that I was the one who wrote it, why don’t you ask me about it?”

A cackle escaped my lips, but at least I found my tongue. My hands were shaking so hard, my teeth were going to hit the end of the receiver, I held the phone away from my mouth.

“All right… what… movie did you refer to?” he questioned with a crackle in the words.

“Only Her,” I confirmed it for him.

He laughed, relieved. It was a beautiful laugh, it was deep and buoyant, coming from deep within his chest.

“Well, I suppose you are the one.”

“How are you?” I quickly asked.

“I… I’m all right,” he faltered. “How… are you?”

“I’m good, thanks. So… what do I owe the pleasure?” Knowing I wouldn’t remember the conversation.

“Well…” he wavered. “Your letter was interesting.”

“Ohh… thanks.” I waited for him to continue.

“You know you didn’t put a return address on it, not even on the envelope,” he said, avoiding my interesting letter.

I laughed. “I know.”

“May I ask why?”

“Well, there are two reasons actually. The first being that I didn’t need a reply, I was just making an observation, which I’m sure was way off base. Secondly, and the most important reason, I really, really didn’t want an autographed, eight by ten glossy of you showing up in my mail box!”

He started laughing, he sounded more relaxed. Laughing along with him I continued, “Sorry, but that’s a fact.”

His voice evened out, it was no longer crackly and he seemed more in control.

“Really? Are you sure? If you give me your address I’ll send you one myself, and I’ll even sign it for real,” he teased. Giggling.

“No that’s okay… but thanks anyway.”

He was laughing again, his voice was just as beautiful as his laugh, but I was biased when it came to British accents, they always made me weak in the knees.

C. Elizabeth lives in St. Albert, Alberta, Canada.  She stumbled upon writing, it found her, she finds writing a peaceful escape and is very excited to have her characters come alive in her readers’ minds. Her contemporary romance novel, Absolute Obsession, is about 42 year old Rose Gerbaldi who by an intervention of fate unites her heart and soul with 30 year old British movie star, Michael Terrance. Please visit and blog with her at www.celizabeth.ca. Connect with her on Twitter at http://twitter.com/#!/search/users/CElizabeth4 and Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1567713637.

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