Chance
of Rain
by
Amber Lin
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BLURB:
The
only things Natalie Bouchard wants to change are the weekly specials
in her Gram’s diner. So when her high school sweetheart strolls
back into Dearling, Texas, she allows herself to indulge in a little
flirtation, but that’s as far as it goes.
Navy
SEAL Sawyer Nolan has returned to sell his father’s land and get
the hell out, no matter how enticing he still finds Natalie. Until a
storm rolls over the Texas hills, stranding them together at the
farm…and the memories of their steamy past lead to a reunion
filled with hot days and long nights.
Soon
Natalie’s so far under Sawyer’s skin he can’t imagine being
without her. But he has a lot of history in Dearling he’d like to
leave behind, and Natalie is practically married to this town. If
Sawyer wants to be more than just another person who leaves Natalie,
he’ll have to give his hometown—and himself—one more chance.
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Excerpt
She
flipped the switch, and lights blinked off unsteadily down the long
tiled ceiling. Only at the end of each day did it dawn on her how
large the place was. Large in both its physical size and the space it
took up in her life. Though unassuming and maybe unconventional, it
was a legacy. Hers to keep. Hers to maintain.
She
headed into the back office and gathered the papers. She returned
through the swinging doors leading to the dining area with a stuffed
manila folder. And ran smack into the broad chest of Sawyer Nolan
with an oof.
“What
are you doing here?”
He
raised his eyebrows. “Having dinner.”
“We’re
closed.”
“Door
was unlocked.”
He wore
the shadows well. The darkness seemed to enhance his handsomeness,
lengthening his planes and sharpening his angles. He seemed more at
ease here in the quiet dark than the bustling brightness of morning.
“I
hadn’t gotten to that yet. No one usually comes around this late.”
“Guess
that means no dinner.”
His
voice was neutral, but it had to be a disappointment. He was hungry,
and everywhere else would be closed. Unless he wanted a cold sandwich
from the gas station on the outskirts of town. She wasn’t heartless
enough to send him there, not when carefully packaged leftovers sat
in her fridge.
Anyone
else she would have invited back to the kitchen table, but not him.
Oh, no. He could eat in the dim, impersonal void and count himself
lucky if she even chatted with him.
She
gestured to the bar stools. “Have a seat. I’ll heat you up
something.”
His face
cracked into a smile. “Thanks, Natalie.”
Man, he
looked so genuinely happy just for that. Just for her to feed him.
Her heart squeezed. Maybe she’d give him double helpings. He was
broad and tall enough to need them anyway.
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Review: This is a short, but heartwarming and emotional read about second chances. The story started out a little on the slow side, though it was filled with humor and when the hero walked back in, BAM! The emotions piled on! This is the first time I've read a book by the author, and even with a novella, the characters were well developed and I could really feel their situations. Great afternoon read!
AUTHOR
Bio and Links:
Amber
Lin writes edgy romance with damaged hearts, redemptive love, and a
steamy ever after. RT Book Reviews called her debut novel, Giving It
Up, “truly extraordinary.” Amber married her high school
sweetheart, gave birth to a kid who’s smarter than she is, and
spends her nights writing down her dirty thoughts. In other words,
life is good.
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I really enjoyed the review and the bio. Sounds like a good story.
ReplyDeleteI'm all about new beginings..very good excerpt.
ReplyDeleteGood excerpt~ wwhat happens after dinner besides dessert?
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