All-American Girl is out NOW!
At the age of thirty, with two failed marriages and a tanking writing career, Samantha Moore deals with the world with the only tool she had left: anger. And she’s tired of it. When her grandmother's near-death sends her rushing back home to Vermont, she hopes for the chance to overcome the rage ruling her life. Once she’s home, Lance Cummings becomes a constant source of indigestion. Lance is a single father who learned first-hand the devastating effects of a damaging relationship. He sees through Samantha’s nasty temper—straight to her cry for help. He wants to help her, but he also wants to know why Samantha ran from him—and their future—twelve years before. Taking care of her Grams, dealing with an alcoholic brother, and getting Lance to remove his annoyingly attractive nose from her business is draining on Samantha. And she’s only got three weeks to finish her stagnated novel or her publisher will drop her. No pressure. To top it off, pretending to hate the man she actually loves makes each day in Vermont harder than the last. Especially when Lance turns up the heat.
“Wait—” And that’s all she had. She didn’t want him to leave. She wanted to know more. Much more. She finally wanted some answers and was finally ready to ask the right questions. She had some serious groveling to do for being such a bitch to him, but fresh starts had to begin somewhere.
She drew her bottom lip into her mouth. “Forgive me?”
He cocked his head. “For what?”
He continued to study her without saying a word.
“Say something,” she whispered.
He stepped closer, his warmth swamping her senses. His hand came up to her face, his fingers skimmed down her cheek. “I’ve known since the day you got here that something was wrong; it’s not all just me. Because of our history, I’m a bit confused, but willing to take a chance I wouldn’t have taken before.”
His lips brushed across hers. Slowly. Softly. She nearly collapsed to the floor from the gentleness of it—gentleness that she didn’t deserve. His head lifted and his eyes skimmed down the length of her body, making her shiver.
“Why did you do that?” she asked, breathless and confused.
He grinned. “I’ve wanted to do that since you got back into town. Only I wanted to do it while you weren’t yelling at me.”