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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 are worth 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 are worth 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 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.
