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Harvest Moon
A Blue Moon Lake Romance #2
Sharon Struth
Releasing Dec 22nd, 2015
Lyrical Shine
Getting
past the librarian’s guard…
Trent Jamieson isn’t one for virtual romance, but there’s something about the intriguing woman he meets on the Internet he can’t resist. Then the small town bachelor discovers the mystery woman who shares her secrets with him online is the laced-up librarian in his self-defense class! Veronica Sussingham may just be his toughest student yet. Because how can he show the vulnerable beauty that some men areworth letting your guard down for?
Trent Jamieson isn’t one for virtual romance, but there’s something about the intriguing woman he meets on the Internet he can’t resist. Then the small town bachelor discovers the mystery woman who shares her secrets with him online is the laced-up librarian in his self-defense class! Veronica Sussingham may just be his toughest student yet. Because how can he show the vulnerable beauty that some men areworth letting your guard down for?
Veronica
returned to her hometown seeking shelter for her shattered spirit. The last
thing she needs is a blue-eyed charmer who wants to show her how to live—and
love—again. Then she discovers Trent is not just another admirer, but a man who
knows her deepest secrets. Now Veronica must choose between running from her
past—or finding future happiness with the kind of man she swore she’d never
fall for….
This kiss. Oh, this
heavenly kiss. Veronica patted herself on the back for pushing aside her first
instinct to remove Jim’s hands from her waist in a public place. The way he’d
whispered “sexy” drove a warm blast straight to the core of her belly.
This time when they
kissed, his mouth molded perfectly to hers, not his usual awkward preamble. He
was strong and demanding, yet not too pushy. His relaxed lips lulled her into a
quick surrender, a surrender she strangely didn’t mind at all.
His hand slipped to the
back of her head, and she sighed into his mouth, wishing this kiss would never
end. Slowly and surely, however, he pulled away, but she kept her eyes closed,
clinging to the sensation a few seconds longer as his breath landed near her
ear.
“God, baby,” he said, low
and husky. “I can’t wait to get out of here with you later.”
Not. Jim’s. Voice.
Her eyes flashed open. She
slapped her palms to the stranger’s chest, pushed him away. “What the hell!”
He stumbled back a few
steps, his mouth agape and brows furrowed. “You’re not Angie.”
“Well, you’re not Jim! How
dare you touch—”
“Calm down. I thought you
were my date.” He blinked a few times. “Hey, I know you. From—”
“The elevator.” Her head
spun as she stared into his crystal blue eyes. His gaze swept her from head to
toe, making his dark lashes flutter. “Thank God you kept your lips to yourself
then.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.” His
smiled dropped. “I’d never do that to a stranger.” With a slight cock of his
head, a grin creased his cheeks and he lowered his voice. “Although I’m pretty
sure we both enjoyed what just happened.”
Her face burned, as if set
on fire. “How dare you suggest that I—”
“Hey! You guys are early.”
Sophie entered the bar area, Duncan in tow.
Veronica tried to speak
but found herself more flabbergasted when Sophie walked right up to Hotlips and
they hugged. “Hi, Trent.”
Veronica pinched herself
in a bid to wake from this surreal dream. Before she could gather her bearings,
Duncan surrounded her in one of his big bear hugs. “Ronnie, you look beautiful.
New dress?”
She blinked, nodded.
Sophie came over and
hugged Veronica. “You okay?” she whispered in Veronica’s ear.
“I’m fine. Happy
birthday.” From over Sophie’s shoulder, Trent watched them. Veronica narrowed
her gaze, but he only grinned, like the devil might if he learned your biggest
secret.
Duncan slung an arm around
Trent’s shoulders. “I see you’ve met my brother.”
“Yes. I have.” The heat of
her cheeks still simmered.
Trent winked in her
direction, and a sizzling blast assaulted every inch of her skin.
“Pearls made me feel right
at home.”
“Pearl? That’s not my
name.”
“Pearls,” he corrected, an
extra emphasis on the s. “Like your necklace.”
She reached up and touched
the smooth, hard jewels near her collarbone. A few other guests arrived and
snagged Sophie and Duncan’s attention. While she clutched the hard beads and
tried to digest what just went down, she glanced at Trent. He watched her
closely, but a playful twinkle in his eyes suggested the
case-of-mistaken-identity kiss hadn’t upset him a bit.
"Heart-tugging small town romance with real emotion. Struth is an author to watch!" —Laura Drake, author of RITA-award winning The Sweet Spot
Sharon Struth is an award-winning author who believes it’s never too late for a second chance in love or life. When she’s not writing, she and her husband happily sip their way through the scenic towns of the Connecticut Wine Trail. Sharon writes from the small town of Bethel, Connecticut, the friendliest place she’s ever lived. For more information, including where to find her other novels and published essays, please visit her website.
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