Book Series: Rendezvous Falls

Title: Slow Dancing at Sunrise
Series: Rendezvous Falls #1
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Published by: HQN®
Release Date: July 2019


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COMING JULY 2019!

   

    When accountant Whitney Foster’s carefully calculated life blows up, she escapes to the one place that’s always felt like home. But Rendezvous Falls has changed since she’s been away. Her aunt Helen’s winery is in trouble. And she doesn’t trust the sexy, surly stranger working the vineyard as far as she can throw him.

     Luke Rutledge would do anything for Helen, who’s been like a mother to him. Revive the winery? Sure. Repair her property? No problem. Tolerate Helen’s infuriating, big-shot niece? Well…maybe. But as he and Whitney are forced to work together to rebuild the business, her chilly facade reveals a woman as complex and intoxicating as a fine merlot. Throw in a matchmaking book club hell-bent on happily-ever-after and it’s a potent cocktail.

     Love should never be calculated. But it doesn’t take Whitney’s math skills to see that this is adding to up to one tantalizing adventure…

 

Excerpt:

Whitney’s chin pointed up toward the second floor of the main house. Her neck was long and graceful. There was a vein pulsing at the base of it. She blinked a few times, and for a horrifying moment, he thought there might be tears shimmering there in her eyes. Damn it. The last thing he needed was to have Helen’s niece crying in his truck. He opened his mouth to say something—anything—but she beat him to it.

“I’ll concede I wasn’t prepared for rain.” Her mouth barely moved, her words forced through clenched teeth. “But a gentleman would have looked away or…something.”

His low laughter was enough to crack that brittle shell of hers. She turned to face him, eyes wide.

“See, Whitney, that’s where you made your biggest mistake.” He shrugged. “It wasn’t going out for a day hike with a storm coming.” He talked over her attempted objection. “Your biggest mistake was thinking I’m any kind of gentleman.”

The corner of her mouth tipped up into an almost smile. “But you said you weren’t a jackass.”

“There’s a hell of a lot of real estate between jackass and gentleman, babe.”

Her half smile faltered, then returned. That familiar spark appeared in her eyes. The crack in her veneer had been repaired, and the sharp edge returned to her voice. Any other guy might have been annoyed, but Luke was oddly relieved to see Whitney back in fighting form.

“The fact that you just referred to me as ‘babe’ tells me you’re a lot closer to jackass than you think.”

He lifted his shoulder. “I never told you which end of the spectrum I fell on.”

The rain had slowed to a steady drizzle. She reached for the door handle, looking over her shoulder with a smirk.

“Actually, I’m pretty sure you just did.”

 

Title: Stealing Kisses in the Snow
Series: Rendezvous Falls #2
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Release Date: November 2019


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Maybe "perfect" is over-rated...

Between juggling two kids, two jobs, and a fixer-upper house, single mom Piper Montgomery is so busy she can hardly see straight.  But when rugged biker Logan Taggert strolls into the B&B where she’s working, she can’t help but stare.  He has bad boy written all over him. She’s promised her kids a “perfect Christmas” this year, and bad boys aren’t part of the plan. But how can she resist?

Once his grandmother is back on her feet, Logan can leave her Victorian B&B get back on the road.  It’s where he belongs after all, even if his grandmother’s matchmaking book club biddies try to convince him otherwise.  But there’s something about beautiful, spitfire Piper that makes him wonder if kids and commitment might be just what he needs after all.

As Christmas draws ever closer, so do Piper and Logan.  Could these two opposites find all they want this Christmas is each other?

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Once everyone had gone, he gathered the empty glasses on a tray and made his way to the kitchen. The glasses rattled and clinked dangerously as he walked. Good thing he’d never tried to make it as a waiter. He turned and gently pushed the kitchen door open with his hip.  

Piper hadn’t bothered to turn on the lights. All but a few of the candles had been extinguished. She was sitting at the table, still wearing the yellow gingham apron she’d donned earlier. Her arms were folded on the table. Her head rested on her arms, golden hair falling free around her shoulders. Her eyes were closed. She was sound asleep.

He stood there, propping the door with his hip, holding the tray of crystal, and took in the view. Logan had seen some pretty incredible sights in his travels. The northern lights flaming through the sky over the North Sea. Hurricane waves lashing at tanker ships in a rhythmic dance of survival and power. Slow-motion sunsets over the Gulf. A school of dolphins making the water boil as they leapt and frolicked next to the boat on the way out to a rig in Malaysia.

But he knew, without a doubt, that he’d never seen anything as beautiful as Piper Montgomery sleeping at a candlelit kitchen table. Not just pretty to look at, but beautiful in a way that shook him to his core. It made no sense. He wasn’t a settling-down kinda guy. He was a rolling stone, like his dad--although he liked to think he was less of a dreamer. But then again, maybe not. Because seeing Piper sleeping there, all pink and gold and soft and clever and strong… Well, the sight made him dream some dreams, for sure.

The crystal rattled on the tray, reflecting the rattling of his foolish heart. He carefully set the tray down, letting the door close quietly behind him. Gran was right. Pretty little single moms were not his type. Especially ones who lived in pretty pink fairy-tale houses in a town full of other fairy-tale houses. This wasn’t the place for him. She sure as hell wasn’t the woman for him. But there was something about her that created more than just base desire in his chest.