I received this ebook free from Harlequin as a Tell Harlequin member. I was not required to review it, only do an email survey, which I've completed. However, I've made a policy for myself to do reviews on every book I read. Planning for Love was hard to get through. It wasn't one of those bo...
Paired with cargo shorts and deck shoes, it was way more casual than what he usually wore on a first date. But here at the beach, the fact that he’d ironed his shirt set him up as downright fancy. He shifted from foot to foot, anxious for Darcy to arrive. She hadn’t been far from his thoughts all...
Her heart didn’t pound, it slammed to a standstill. It probably left thick red skid marks all over her lungs from how fast it threw on the brakes. Kyle Lockhart, her best friend in the world, was down on one knee in front of her station at the gift-wrapping booth. Which meant it was okay her hear...
Her dad ran a hand through his thick salt-and-pepper hair. “A lot happened. Besides, we were only in there for fifteen minutes. We had doughnuts and coffee, not an all-you-can-eat brunch.” Daphne gripped her dad’s arm as she skated across a patch of black ice on the sidewa...
It was a cheerful wintertime sound that made her think of bulging stockings and glittery gift wrap. Of course, it also made her anticipate the schnapps-spiked cocoa awaiting them later. Cutting down Christmas trees with the cast was one of her favorite holiday traditions. ...
Trina asked. Not that she entirely minded taking the trip back to her B&B solo. It gave her the opportunity to follow Shorty to his car and make a note of his license plate to run later. Just because Brad couldn’t see the potential for trouble in Shorty didn’t mean it wasn’t there. &nbs...
“Welcome to the Jefferson, the finest hotel in the state of Virginia.” “Really – is it printed on their matchbooks?” Annabelle whispered. “Wait until we get inside. You’ll see.” Mark put a hand in the small of her back and gave her a slight push through the doorway. She only made it two steps in ...
The fussing, the anticipation. Pulling out her best jewelry, her sexiest outfits and glamming it up. Dancing in front of the mirror. She did not enjoy when her boyfriend-for-now showed up at her door, unannounced, on a Wednesday night when she’d already changed into her sloppy, comfortable clothe...
He didn’t need much. A coffee shop with a decent French roast. More importantly, one a couple of blocks off the beaten path where there was no possibility of running into anyone he might be investigating. Most importantly, no chance that they might come up behind him and read his notes as he type...
Like every other establishment around Seneca Lake, there was a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking some greenery, the flat blue vastness of the water, and the low sloping hill on the other side. According to Ward, they’d have a great view of the fireworks from Dano’s Heuriger. It was all...
Madison proclaimed fiercely. She tossed her hair back and looked at Knox as if daring him to suggest otherwise. “Of course not. You’re stronger than that.” Knox didn’t doubt for a second that Madison could hold herself together. On the other hand…“You know it’s okay if you want to, though.” “Righ...
But his strategic hiding place behind a pillar afforded him a whopping fourteen inches of legroom. Which meant all his pent-up energy still had to go someplace. Sure enough, his fingers tightened on the thick green stem he held until it snapped. Shit. He bobbled the hot-pi...
“Thanks so much for pulling all these and coming over on such short notice, Raimondo.” “This is Hollywood, chica. Everything happens at the last minute. And now you owe me a favor.” He flashed very white teeth in his very dark face. Swarthy sexiness didn’t begin to describe the effect of his wide...
If you hadn’t grabbed me, I’d still be doing somersaults underwater. In my book, that qualifies you for hero status.” An unreadable emotion flickered across his eyes so fast she almost missed it. In a low mutter, he said, “Don’t call me a hero.” He hit the hard-packed sand at the edge of the wate...
“He’s a very nice man. A very hot man, who was making moves on me. Why’d you kick him out?” That sheen of charm Piper had used on Zane, the same one she used on all her winery customers, disappeared. She leaned against the door and crossed her arms over her chest. “Because...