09/22/2022
Sweet excerpt from one of my daughter-in-law’s books here. Preorder available! Get yours now!
When I began planning A Liar & A Layer, the number one request from readers was that I include more romance between Eli and Leona. So this time when I was writing, whenever Eli started flirting with his favorite next-door neighbor (as he’s known to do), I let him have free rein.
PREPARE YOUR HEART! You can expect a whole lot of sweet banter in this book! And of course, a murder to solve…
Keep reading for a little excerpt of a scene between the two of them. Or you can preorder A Liar & A Layer right now and it will show up on your Kindle next Tuesday! >>
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09H9N12R5/
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Eli’s jaw, which was in dire need of a shave, took on a grim line as he reached to stroke my cheek. “Don’t blame yourself for someone else’s bad acts, Freckleface.”
I felt my insides go gooey like hot sugar. “You haven’t called me Freckleface since…forever. Last time was probably on the tire swing behind my dad’s old barn. Remember? We stayed out there late one night right after graduation, swinging and looking up at the Milky Way and waiting for the moon to rise. You said, ‘I’ll never look at the stars without thinking of you, Freckleface.’”
“That wasn’t the last time.”
“No? Guess that one just stuck with me.”
That earned me a slow, deep-dimpled smile. “Last time was when I was helping you pack up for college. You were wearing short-shorts and a USC sweatshirt with the sleeves cut off and looking like a million bucks. And I said—”
“‘Don’t forget me, Freckleface,’” I finished, leaning to rest my head in the hollow of his shoulder, recalling how we’d piled the boxes in the backseat of my little Z28 so I could make the long drive down I5 to Los Angeles before the fall semester began. “I can’t believe you helped me pack so I could leave you behind.”
“I know, what was I thinking?” he murmured, brushing aside one of my stray curls that had boinged up into his face. “Should have said, ‘Marry me, Freckleface,’ before you soured on the whole idea of holy matrimony.”
“I needed to get out of Honeytree,” I said, heart flip-flopping as I tried not to think about the might-have-beens. “I had to see what the rest of the world was like before I could really appreciate our little hometown.”
“I should have followed you.”
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Here's that link again >>
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09H9N12R5/