Life
Next Door
(Love Not Included
#2)
By J.D.
Hollyfield
Out
November 3, 2014
Synopsis
There is only one
thing in life that professional pastry Chef Priscilla Westcott values more than
baking and wine, and that’s honesty. A quality she soon learns that her
marriage lacks when her husband runs off with their next door neighbor.
Divorced and alone, Priscilla is determined to make changes in her life. She
decides to approach her new goals like one of her beloved recipes. Surely with
a little time, a dash of patience, and measured planning she can whip
herself—and her life—back into shape. However, when a new—and utterly
delicious—neighbor takes up residence in the house that ruined her marriage,
Pricilla fears that her careful world will fold faster than a deflated soufflé.
Trent Walker knows what he wants and his sweet, sassy neighbor is at the top of
the list. He’s certain that the chemistry between them would be explosive, but
Priscilla fears that an affair with him, however hot, could be a recipe for
disaster.
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Life in a Rut, Love
Not Included
Excerpt
Where my normally Saturday paper
awaits me I see it is gone. What the shit? I look for it, and see it’s
jammed in the front bushes that lay again the porch wall.
“Seriously
this new paper boy needs a lesson in straight shooting.” I grumble while I bend
over digging through the bush to grab the paper.
“Doing
some early morning gardening?” There is this voice that comes from behind
me. One that I unfortunately connect with Mr. WTF is he doing out right
now!? I am frozen with my head in a bush. I register all the options
I have right now, and all of them consist of me straitening and turning around.
In my robe. Damn you world.
“Um
no just looking for something. Thought I saw a cat. No worries here.” I ramble
into the bushes. Please go away. Please go away.
His
voice seems a bit closer, which does not sit well for my self-esteem right now.
I mean I personally think my robe is dope but to be caught in it by this guy, I’m
starting to wish I ditched Pinkie Pie pony when I was fourteen.
“Want
some help?” I hear from behind me.
“Nope.
All good!” I sound a bit panicked. He needs to beat it and like right
now. My back is starting to cramp and my legs are about to give in and send me
tumbling face first into the greens. I’m not even sure why he is being so
normal with me. I’m pretty sure I was not very nice to him less than twelve
hours ago. That smooth voice steps even closer. “Well why don’t you let
me take a look. I’m pretty talented in digging through a good bush to get to
the prize.” Oh hell no he did not just innuendo
me! Digging through my bush. Dream on pal, I stand
straight and whip around to face him and holy shit.
“Holy
shit.” I let spill out of my mouth. Pretty much around the same time he
jumps back and spits out, “Holy Jesus.”
“Jesus
is right! Do you ever wear a shirt?” I ask like seeing his budging biceps
is an insult to my drooling eyes. “Yes, I do but when I’m running and sweating
it tends to be pointless.” He steps closer to me and I swallow my tongue.
Anything else I was going to bark out stops completely and his close proximity
shuts it down. Why is this guy having such a dizzying effect on me?
“So…”
He begins with that purr to his tone. Seriously a purr? Who purrs
while they talk?! “Do you always walk around in a kid’s robe and all that green
gook covering your face?”
Insert
jaw drop and gasp. There
is nothing like forgetting, while having a stare down, two feet from your too
hot for his own good neighbor, that you are wearing a god damn seaweed
mask. Die cruel world.
Meet J.D. Hollyfield
J.D. Hollyfield
is a creative designer and first-time author. When she's not cooking, event
planning, or playing around with her husband, son and three doxies, she's
relaxing with her nose in a book. With her love for romance, and her head full
of book boyfriends, she was inspired to test her creative abilities and bring
her own story to life. Life in a Rut, Love not Included is her first novel.
Hollyfield lives in the Midwest, and is currently at work on her second book.
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No, I didn't have a crush on any of my neighbors. lol!!
ReplyDeleteI was childhood friends with a neighbor boy for years, but nothing more until we turned 16. We kinda started really liking each other more than 'friends', it didn't last long, but I did lose my 'V' card to him! Wow, how could I forget that my husband now, was a neighbor in Guam (I could see his house from mine) I did have to have him come to my house and help me get in, because I let my door shut and lock behind me. My son was inside!
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