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This story has already earned a special place in my readers’ hearts, judging from all the 5 Star Reviews.
Readers are describing this book as:
“Another wonderfully written book by Josie. So very descriptive that you can visualize the surroundings.”
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“A second chance romance that will tug at you.”
Plus, you’ll learn a little about landscaping (the heroine, Shay’s profession), and organic toys, (the hero, Lincoln’s profession.)
Here’s an excerpt from the beginning of Chapter Two, from the hero’s point of view:
Lincoln Reid wasn’t certain what to make of the feigned smile and abrupt nod of recognition that Shay granted to him when she stepped to their table.
“Hi, Shanice.” Candee, the Realtor, gestured to Lincoln. “He’s the buyer I mentioned this morning. This is Lincoln.”
He placed his napkin on the table and got to his feet—his manners too entrenched to do otherwise. Candee stayed seated and drank her coffee.
Shay’s deep-set brown eyes regarded him under sweeping dark eyebrows. Sweet yet fearless, she met his stare. She’d once given him a welcoming smile. Now her entire expression was replaced by caution.
Wisps of springy ebony hair escaped from her wool beanie, and he resisted the urge to tuck her hair behind her ear. just as he once had. It wouldn’t matter, though. The wisps would only spring back.
He swallowed. She was a fresh-faced beauty.“Shay.” Unsure of his voice, he cleared his throat and extended a hand. “What a wonderful treat to see you.”
Her lips pursed. He’d used her nickname, and she didn’t look pleased.
“Hello, Lincoln.” She peered over her shoulder at the door.
“You’re more beautiful than ever, Shay.”
“Shanice.”
The subtle reminder was clear. She wasn’t his Shay anymore, and his nickname for her was clearly unappreciated. He wasn’t sure what to say, his sadness taking over. Once, he’d dreamed of her being part of his family, carrying his surname, bearing his children.
His hand was still extended. He was vaguely aware that between coffee sips, Candee’s eyebrows had shot up.
“You two are already acquainted?” Candee tacked on a grin, her gaze flickering to his outstretched hand.
“Yes,” he and Shay replied together. They’d often echoed each other’s thoughts.
He cleared his head of the poignant memories as a red-haired waitress bustled by hoisting a tray, and he inhaled the essence of the restaurant—freshly roasted coffee, buttered flaky biscuits and a traditional Irish whiskey cake.
Candee flagged down the waitress and snagged a slice of cake. The woman gave Lincoln a flirtatious wink and guaranteed that if he needed anything, she was available.
He murmured a thank you, keeping his gaze glued to Shay.
“We haven’t seen each other in fifteen years,” Shay murmured.
Was she talking to him or Candee? Or the waitress who had sashayed away? Or herself?
She finally accepted his handshake, her callused fingers brushing his. Her touch restored him, creating a recognizable fluttering in his heart.
The years had been kind to her, but of course they had. She was a natural beauty, more gorgeous now than when they’d attended the same community college. He told her as much. She murmured a thank you.
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