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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 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.
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"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.
