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Sometimes the road to a fresh start has a few detours.
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Lines We Shouldn’t Cross
The Innocence Series Book 1
by Harper Reynolds
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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When they
first meet, sparks fly…but not the romantic kind…
Ella Westhoff is a marketing genius. But romance? Not her strong suit. So,
while she’s prepared to return to her small hometown and help her grandmother
successfully reopen her B&B, she will not fall for the grumpy landscaper on
the job—the one who so thoroughly annoyed her at first sight. That was the
plan, anyway…
Cooper Daniels isn’t cut out for love, either. His bitter divorce certainly
taught him that. One-night stands are all he’s willing to commit to these days.
Which means that even though he enjoys bantering with the brilliant Ella, he
knows he can’t be the kind of guy she deserves. No matter how much she makes
him wish he could be…
Somewhere between fresh starts and past hurts, business and pleasure, Ella and
Cooper might be able to claim a happily ever after. But only if they’re willing
to cross some lines along the way…
Lines We Shouldn’t Cross, book 1 in the Innocence series, is a sweet and
spicy, emotional contemporary romance. Download today and get ready to fall for
Ella and Cooper.
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Ella
This, this… guy! I stalk out of the dining room, fuming.
Of all the people for Pippa to rent the carriage house to, it had to be him. And now he’s living right next door, invading my sanctuary, the space I’ve always considered mine.
Why did he have to ruin my hope of living in the carriage house? There must be plenty of places available for rent in town. I sigh, trying to let my frustration go because bitching and moaning won’t change a thing.
I’d spent countless sleepovers there with my best friend, trading secrets, and dreams. Later, losing myself in romance novels, I’d imagined my own epic love story. Yeah, well, that had been a big naïve fantasy. Most guys turn out to be jerks—like my ex—not some swoon-worthy hero who sets my body ablaze while cherishing my soul. That kind of guy only exists between the pages.
Now, another real-life example of an arrogant jerk stands right there in the dining room, pouring wine as if he owns the place. His broad frame fills the space like a quintessential guy’s guy. His large hands tell a different story. Hands that could build barn walls or something, not pouring wine with unexpected gentleness. Strength and softness, wrapped in those sexy, veiny forearms. If he’d be anyone else, I’d be hopelessly flustered.
Fine, the man’s hot enough to melt steel, but that’s where my appreciation ends. His charm could strip paint of wood, and it’s just about as healthy to be around. He might have fooled Pippa, but not me. And now we’re supposed to work together? Fricking perfect.
In the kitchen, I muster a smile. “Need a hand?” The lasagna’s rich scent fills the room, promising comfort.
Pippa, beaming as though she’s crafted a culinary masterpiece, hands me a tray bearing the night’s first course. In the center, a mason jar filled with her homemade ranch dressing takes the spotlight amid the salad greens and a basket of still-warm bread.
“Could you bring this in?”
Her warm smile tells me she’s missed me and is happy I’m home.
“Of course.” I won’t rain on her parade, so I nod and smile. One quick taste of the creamy dressing first, then the breadbasket joins the greens as I steady myself to face Mr. Arrogance Next Door.
“Thanks, darling.” Pippa smiles. “I’ll be right there.”
Yes, please, I pray silently. I don’t care to be alone for even one minute with that infuriating man. I let out an inaudible sigh, part frustration, part resignation.
“Alright,” I say, forcing a cheery tone. With no excuse to dodge McCocky, I carry the tray out of the kitchen.
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I write the
kind of romance novels that blend sweet and spicy into something deliciously
real – stories that’ll warm your heart one minute and make you reach for a fan
the next. My characters are flawed souls who stumble their way to love with
enough emotional baggage to fill a cargo plane, but they’re worth every messy
moment.
Life handed
me my own romance novel when I fell for an American military man while living
in Germany. Now I’m living my happily-ever-after in a cozy Kentucky town, where
my European roots tangle perfectly with Southern charm. You’ll find me powered
by excessive amounts of coffee, testing ice cream flavors (strictly for
research purposes), and soaking up cuddles from my golden retrievers, Dakota
and Tucker.
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