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~ Blurb ~
Hale Simmons’s life is already bottoming out and she’s only eighteen. Struggling on welfare, while trying to keep her alcoholic father on track, her dreams of having a better life fade a little more each day.
But, when her dad witnesses a brutal accident at the bar one night, it changes the entire course of Hale’s future.
Thrust into an arranged marriage with Oscar Maree, the playboy son of a wealthy man, Hale must learn to trust a stranger to give her the life she’s always wanted.
First, Hale needs to figure out if love can ever happen by accident.
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~ Blurb ~
Landon Grace is a stand-up guy, but running about 7-bananas-strong, from tequila shots at Oscar and Hale's wedding reception, what happened between him and Sher Simmons was supposed to be a one time thing. A quickie, between the Best Man and Maid of Honor, at their best friends' wedding.
But some one-night-stands refuse to be finished in one night.
Especially when they return with a hard shot of morning sickness.
Now, Landon is faced with a problem he never thought he'd have to consider...
Just how much sway does a guy really have, regarding a woman's choice to pursue or terminate the pregnancy of his child?
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Excerpt – Full of Grace
“I didn’t want to wake you up. I knew you were exhausted. You didn’t get to bed until 5:30.”
“Because you kept me up!”
“We had talking to do.”
She groans, laying one hand on her head and the other on her hip, above the dainty waistband of her low-rise panties. She’s not showing at all yet. Another month, and there might be a tiny speed bump.
There are tiny ribbon-bows on her waistband, just two, each sewn beneath her hip bones. I find myself caught in their tractor beam again, just like last night. I’m mesmerized by them, and the soft, flat flesh of her belly, until she growls, “I’m out of here. Where are my pants, Landon?”
I take a sip of my bone-cold coffee, watching her over the rim of the cup. She fuming and she’s gorgeous doing it. The pink flush in her cheeks brings some ghost-freckles to the surface. I smile behind my mug, but wait until I’ve got a straight face again, so I can answer her as dishonestly as I can.
~ About Misty ~
Misty Provencher is a long-term wife, mama, and author. The first two are a bit more recent, but Provencher's writing roots date back to the hieroglyphics she left in her mother's womb.
While Provencher can ride a motorcycle, knows how to Karate chop, and has learned enough French, Spanish, and Sign Language to get herself slapped, Misty's life is actually just the ruse she uses to connect with people. She is totally enchanted with them and spends her days trying to translate the soul bouquets of her muses into words.
Misty Provencher lives in the Mitten.
~ Stalk Misty ~
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