Harper’s Place
by Sheryl Winters
GENRE: Romance
BLURB:
Harper Grey is fed up with
over-bearing men. Her father wants to sell the family hamburger joint to her
brother because a woman could never make it successful.
Harper knows she has the same flair
for business as her mother, and sexy Navy SEAL Patrick O’Brien dares her to
prove it to the world.
When duty calls and Patrick must
leave her side, will Harper be strong enough to make her dream a reality?
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Excerpt :
“How
would you bring in new business, though?”
I’m
amazed that he seems to find our conversation interesting. He’s an audience
willing to listen and I’ve not had that in a long time. Damn this crush of
mine. It won’t be easy to tame after tonight.
“New
menu items, specials, things like that. Start serving dessert, like pies. Easy
cook items. With the new burgers I’ve created and a new décor, I’d open in the
summer when the air is fresh and everyone is happy to be out of the snow,
hungry for grilled food. I think we could do fine.”
“What’s
your hold up?”
“Tony,
Dad. It’s complicated.” I shrug. His arm feels good, and I have the
overwhelming urge to nuzzle against it. "Did you kiss Amy Parker when you
were twelve? She still brags about it." Did I just ask him about kissing?
What is wrong with me? Will this mouth of mine never shut up? Stop it, Stop it,
stop it!
"That
I did, in a closet over at Robert Anderson’s house."
"Ew."
"I
was twelve and desperate. You can't blame me. I do blame that stupid soda
bottle. And your first kiss?" There
is a challenge in his voice.
"Kevin
Monroe at the Klines Movie Theater. He sent me a six-page note the next day
about how much he loved me, and I freaked out and dumped him."
"Any
regrets?"
I
choke back a giggle. "Naw, ‘cept I remember I liked his cologne. It could
have been aftershave, but it was nice." It’s not half as nice as the
Aramis that Patrick has on. Something about it sends a shiver up my spine that
has nothing to do with the zombie waiting in Dad’s office.
"The
dark isn't so bad, now is it?"
"I
guess not."
Silence
surrounds us. The fear that enveloped me seems to disappear.
"Are
you seeing anyone?"
"No."
It sounds terrible now that I've said it out loud. Like I’m admitting to being
a desperate and dateless leper.
"So,"
he drawls out, "ever thought of dating a military guy?" He squeezes
my fingers.
Is
he serious?
His
fingertip smooths over the rough callouses I've gained from years of hard work.
Suddenly my wasted evening of not going out to celebrate is starting to look
better. "I think it would depend on which military guy."
"You're
killing me. You know that, don’t you?" His strangled tone only sets off a
case of the giggles.
"Are
you asking me out, Patrick?"
"Trying
to, but you're not making it easy.” The challenge is back in his voice.
"I
wouldn't mind a date or two,” I manage to squeak out. Breathe, Harper, just
breathe, calmly through your nose, out your mouth. Sainted Mother of God,
Patrick asked me out! I hit the jackpot! Now all I have to do is not hit him.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
I never set out to be an
author. Only a storyteller. Some days I succeed better than others.
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