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The
Clover Chapel
Devney Perry
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Day: May 30th
She took a dare and fell
in love. Truth would have been the smarter choice.
After years of living
under her father’s thumb, Emmeline is ready to break free. She’s abandoned her
life as a New York socialite to follow her dream of becoming a kindergarten
teacher in a small, wholesome town. Seeing the man that nearly broke her was
absolutely not what she had hoped to find in Prescott, Montana.
Nick hasn’t seen his Emmy
in nine years, but that doesn’t mean he’s forgotten a thing about the woman he loves.
After just one blissful night as man and wife, he gave her up, sacrificing his
own happiness to keep her safe—far away from him. But the moment she walks back
into his lonely life is the moment he decides never to let her go again. He
won’t waste his second chance. All he has to do is win back Emmeline’s heart,
keep her safe from the shadows in his past and prove to her that taking a wager
on him is a sure bet.
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Handing me my ticket, he asked,
“Snacks?”
“Popcorn. Skittles. Junior Mints. Diet
Coke,” I ordered. “What? Don’t give me that look. It’s my dinner.”
The lobby of the theater was packed
full of people. Next to the small ticket box was a long concession counter
where four high school kids frantically filled food and drink orders.
“Is it always this busy?” I asked.
“Tuesday night they run a special where
everything is half off,” he said.
We waited our turn in awkward silence.
This was not the place for a serious conversation but casual chitchat wasn’t an
option either. We had too much baggage. After what felt like hours, we had our
snacks and shuffled into the theater.
The two-story room was much larger than
I would have guessed from the outside of the building. A small balcony hung
above the main floor. The walls were draped in maroon curtains tied with gold,
tasseled rope. The wood trim was carved in intricate swirls.
“This place is amazing,” I said,
following Nick to a pair of open seats on the lower level.
“Yeah. A couple of years ago they
renovated the place, but this has been the theater in Prescott since the early
1900s. Back then they used to do vaudeville shows. The stage beneath the movie
screen is the original.”
“Very interesting. Do you come here often?”
I spread my snacks around me for easy access during the movie.
“No.”
I jumped in my seat when I felt his
breath on the side of my face. I’d been so busy arranging my popcorn that I
hadn’t realized he’d gotten so close. The seats in the theater were squished so
closely together that my arm would be rubbing up against his all night.
Shit.
Maybe the movie wasn’t such a good idea
after all. At least with dinner, I’d have had a table separating us.
The movie started and though my eyes
stayed locked on the screen, I wasn’t absorbing the film. All of my focus was
on the man sitting next to me and the arm he’d draped around my shoulders. For
two hours, Nick drew circles on my shoulder with his fingertips.
I should have pulled away and told him
to stop. The words were right on the tip of my tongue but I just couldn’t get
them out. Why had I let him touch me?
Because I was bat-shit crazy. That’s
why.
When the crowd stood to leave, I
breathed a sigh of relief that the night was over.
“Good night,” I said when I was safely
on the sidewalk, but before I could escape, Nick captured my elbow and spun me
around.
“Tomorrow night. Dinner.”
“I can’t tomorrow. Thursday either. I
need to spend some time finishing my lesson plans,” I lied.
My prep work for school had been done
since the weekend, but I had to get some space from Nick. My mental stability
was at stake. Spending last night with him at The Black Bull and then tonight
at the theater was too much.
“Lesson plans? Don’t you teach little
kids?” he asked.
“After you spend a day attempting to
keep fourteen kindergarteners entertained without
a lesson plan, you can question their necessity. Until then, trust me when I
say they are vital.”
“Fine,” he said with a smug grin.
“Friday. Dinner. Prescott Café. Six o’clock.”
I nodded and rushed away before he
could say anything else. What was with that arrogant smile he’d given me? Had I
missed a joke?
It wasn’t until I was sitting in my
driver’s seat that I realized why he had grinned. We had four dates left to fit
into six days. If I delayed date two until Friday, it meant that I’d be seeing
him Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday.
A whole weekend of Nick.
“Oh for the love . . .”
I muttered before banging my forehead against the steering wheel.
Devney
lives in Montana with her husband and two children. After working in the
technology industry for nearly a decade, she abandoned conference calls and
project schedules to enjoy a slower pace at home with her kids. She loves
reading and, after consuming hundreds of books, decided to share her own
stories.
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