The
Second Birchwood Falls Book
Genre -
Erotic Contemporary Romance - M/F
Publisher
- Ellora's Cave
Buy link
- http://amzn.com/B00RVY0AGW
When her fiancé is busted at a
gentlemen's club, attorney Norah Ballard calls off the wedding. Shocked and
humiliated, she grabs her suitcase and takes the first train out of town.
Easygoing teacher Michael Banning spots
the new woman in town and recognizes her from college. She's even more gorgeous
and sophisticated now. He's no longer the nerd he was back then, and now that
she's on his turf, he's going to touch and taste every sleek, beautiful inch of
her. Whatever her reason is for being in his town, he'll fulfill all her
desires so she never wants to leave. Norah won't let another man—no matter how
sweet, smart and sexy—get close enough to hurt her again. Mike's passionate
pursuit of her, the way he seems to know just how to arouse her, turns her into
the wanton woman she hadn't known she was.
He's accused in a local scandal,
something he wasn't involved in. Birchwood Falls is in danger of flooding. He has a hell
of a lot on his plate. When Mike’s in trouble, Norah's going to be there to
help him. And when Birchwood Falls is in trouble, she's going to help the
town she's fallen in love with too.
Teaser:
This was a day
most girls dreamed of.
Norah Ballard
gazed at her reflection in the mirror. Hair in place and makeup perfect: check.
Strapless mermaid style, light taupe designer gown: check. Romantic halo of
flowers circling her brow and a floor-length veil: check. Calm stomach instead
of the requisite bridal butterflies: check. She was more aloof from the buzz of
activity around her than she probably should be. Shouldn’t she be happily
excited? Or terrified? Something other than indifferent? Something other than
cold?
She, a senior
associate at her firm, and her fiancé Garrett Dunleith, a partner in his
family’s firm, were both aggressive, ambitious lawyers. They’d be a Chicago power couple. God, that sounded
arrogant.
Control was her
thing. She controlled her decision to enter law school, controlled her career.
Once she’d met Garrett in college, she realized they would be a force to be
reckoned with in the Chicago legal community. From practically the
first moment they’d met, she’d planned their wedding and marriage. She’d
planned every step of the event from the wedding date to rings to showers to
their wedding clothing. After two years of marriage, they’d have children
spaced two years apart. Nothing would go amiss today. The reception had been
arranged at the Peninsula Hotel for exactly one hour after the ceremony at the
church.
I love
Garrett. I’m positive I do.
Goose bumps popped up on her bare shoulders and arms. Gazing around the
church’s bridal dressing room, she searched for a draft. It was early May, not
quite summer yet. She took a deep breath, as deeply as she could, sewn snugly
into the gown by the designer’s seamstress.
A moment of
panic. She struggled for a deep enough breath. You can’t faint. You’re just
fine. Get control of yourself. Horrifying thoughts suddenly plagued her.
Should she really be getting married? Did she love Garrett? Even after
thirty-five years, her parents were still so much in love. She was well aware
of what that looked like.
It’s not like
that with you, is it?
Waves of cold surged over her skin to double-pebble the goose bumps. “Oh, my
God,” she sighed.
More tense than
she realized, her breath caught in surprise at the click of the door. Her
mother slipped into the dressing room, motioning everyone else out and closing
the door. “He’s not here yet. Have you talked to Garrett?”
She frowned.
“No, not since last night. He was going out with his brother.” Chewing her lower
lip, she smeared her lipstick. “Could they have gotten drunk?” That wasn’t
something she’d considered Garrett would do. He was as controlled as she was.
“Are you sure
about this, Norah? That you want to marry him?” Her mother couldn’t meet her
eyes, instead gazing into the mirror and needlessly fluffing at her hair.
“Why are you
asking me that now? At this late date?” The conversation served to increase her
odd feelings of panic and doubt.
“Just ignore me,
honey. I’m sure you know what you’re doing.”
Author
bio and links -
Sensual
fantasies were locked in my mind for years until a friend said, "Why don't
you write them down?" Why not, indeed? One spiral notebook, a pen and the
unleashing of my imagination later, and here I am with more than a dozen books
published. The craft of writing erotic romance has become my passion and my
niche in life. I love every part of the creative process — developing
characters, designing the plot, even drawing the layout of physical spaces from
my stories. My careers have been varied — third grade school teacher,
bookkeeper, secretary — none of which gave me a bit of inspiration. But now I'm
lucky enough to write romance full time — the best job in the universe!
My Books
Ellora's Cave
Lost
and Found
The
Real Deal
Indie
Valentine's
Day
His
Hers & His
The
Keeper
Soldier,
Come Home
Winning
Violetta
A
Promise at Dawn
Jake
and Ivy
Wooing
the Librarian
Home
to Stay
The
Long Road to You (coming February 5, 2015 )
Siren
Undercover
Lover
Mercenary
Desires
I'll
Be Your Last
Jane Leopold Quinn
My Romance: Love With a Scorching Sensuality
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