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The Best Kind of Love:
After twelve years away, organized consultant, Penelope
Walker, doesn’t expect to return to Blue Lake, Virginia. But when her parents
unexpectedly die, she returns to her hometown and finds out that general contractor
and former love of her life, Ethan Callahan, is back too. Their relationship
transcended the typical high school romance and his mere presence is enough to
have all those feelings of passion return full force. Only she can’t forget
that Ethan didn’t show up for their secret elopement and left her
brokenhearted.
It doesn’t take long for Ethan to realize he wants Penelope
back, but he knows she won’t let go of the past that easily. When she finds out
what her parents asked him to do all those years ago, she’ll never let him back
into her life. Even though he did all of it for her.
Penelope’s determined to unravel the mystery of their shared
pasts, while Ethan wants nothing more than to move on to their future. If these
two former lovers can learn to forgive and forget, will they be able to
remember that they had the best kind of love?
Ethan considered
himself a reasonable, levelheaded man. Sure, he’d gone through his
rebellious stage as a teen, but that was a long time ago and he’d
grown up. Still, something about the night, something about Penelope
and the night, made him forget his sensible side and give in to the
emotions.
She wanted to
fight? So did he.
“You saying I’m
not normal?”
“Clearly.”
“Interesting.
Coming from you . . .” He purposely trailed his voice off and the
comment had the desired effect.
Color flooded
Penelope’s face and her eyes shone with the challenge.
“What the hell
is that supposed to mean?”
“You want to
talk about normal? How about abnormal? It’s abnormal to push me
into the rose bushes one minute and then turn around and kiss me the
next minute.”
“That’s
hardly what happened.”
“Obviously you
don’t know what you want. You used to be so opinionated. I guess
you’ve become indecisive in your old age.”
She gasped. “Old
age? Why you disgusting, idiotic, presumptuous . . .”
“Stubborn,
selfish . . .” he began.
“ . . . baboon
of a man. You disgust me.”
“ . . .
self-entitled princess,” he finished.
“How dare you,
Ethan? You come in here and make all this noise, in my parents’
house. To top it off, you insult me.”
“You’re the
one who came in with guns blazing.”
“I was trying
to get some sleep. I’m tired, you ass.”
He took a good,
long look at her then. Even if he hadn’t known she was tired, the
dark circles under her eyes would have revealed it. As fast as his
anger had built, it dissipated. The emotions this woman brought out
exhausted him.
Relenting, he
raised his hands. “You’re right, Dimples. I’m sorry.”
Huffing out a
breath, she crossed her arms in front of her. “Great, you apologize
after you get me all worked up. You’re as infuriating now as you
were back then. And I’m not old.”
He bit back a
smile.
Clearly not done
with their fight, she kept going. “You need to apologize to me and
the entire house for this, this, this disruption,” she stammered.
“What if I
don’t?” he challenged.
“You most
certainly will or . . .”
Ethan took a step
toward her. “Or what?”
She raised her
chin. “Or we’ll fire you.”
“No, you
won’t,” he said confidently. He took another step toward her. His
lips twitched when she took a step back.
“Stop coming
near me.”
“Or what?” he
repeated.
She stepped back
again but gasped when her back hit the wall. He zeroed in on her lips
as he closed the distance.
“Ethan, I swear
to God, I will scream bloody murder if you touch me.”
“No, you
won’t.”
Any protest she
was going to make was cut off when he covered her mouth.
Kerri Carpenter began writing in her grandmother’s kitchen
at the age of seven in a small town outside of Pittsburgh, PA. A life-long fan
of reading, she got lost in the worlds of The Baby-sitters Club and Sweet
Valley High. She also assumed that everyone had characters and plots forming in
their heads at all times.
Once she turned to romance novels, she couldn’t get enough
of books with happy endings, so she started writing her own. Now, Kerri writes
contemporary romances, usually set in small towns. She enjoys reading, cooking,
watching movies, taking Zumba classes, rooting for Pittsburgh sports teams, and
anything sparkly. Kerri lives in Northern Virginia with her adorable (and
mischievous) poodle mix, Harry.
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