Christmas in
July
by Debbie Mason
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Elements/Tags: romance, Christmas
Series: Christmas, Colorado, #2
Publisher: Grand Central/Forever
Publishing Date: June 24, 2014
Format: Print and Ebook
Length: 416 Pages
Back Cover:
Grace Flaherty had given up hope of ever seeing her husband
again. After all, it'd been over a year since he went missing in combat. So
when he strides through the door of her bakery in downtown Christmas one sunny
afternoon, she can hardly believe her eyes. But her happily-ever-after is going
to take some effort - because Jack has no memory of his family.
All Jack Flaherty remembers about Christmas is that he
couldn't wait to leave town. Now he's a local hero with a wife and son he
doesn't know. Even as he struggles to rekindle the romance with his wife, he
knows in his heart what he wants: a second chance at love.
"4
Stars! A quintessential romance with everything readers love: familiar and
likable characters, clever dialogue and a juicy plot."
~
RT Book Reviews
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Excerpt:
Grace tightened her hold on Jack Junior, who wriggled in her arms.
“Baby, don’t . . .” She trailed off when everyone started to clap and whistle,
to shout, “Welcome home!”
Her husband’s commanding presence filled the entrance to the
bakery. He stood there in his uniform,
as breath-stealingly handsome as she
remembered. “Jack,” she whispered, her voice breaking under the strain of the
emotion welling up inside her.
He'd looked different in the photos they’d released from
Afghanistan. His wavy dark hair had been long, his strong, masculine jaw hidden
behind a full beard. Now his hair was shorter, the shadow on his jaw
accentuating, rather than hiding, his movie-star good looks. But his eyes were
the same startling blue in his deeply tanned face as they’d always been. And
now they lasered in on her.
She felt the weight of the crowd’s attention as they parted to make
room for her to go to her husband. Desperate to think of something to say,
uncertain what to do, a hot flush worked its way up her face.
Madison took Jack Junior from her and gave Grace a gentle nudge in
her husband’s direction. She wanted to run to him, to throw herself in his
arms, but there was a guarded look in his eyes that held her back. He doesn’t remember you, she reminded
herself. He doesn’t love you.
As if Jack realized how close she was to losing her composure,
sympathy darkened his eyes, and he reached her in three confident strides. He
hesitated for a heartbreaking moment before drawing her into his arms.
When he did, she buried her face in the crook of his neck and
breathed him in. For months she’d wrapped herself in his sweatshirts, worn them
to bed, drawing comfort from the warm, spicy scent that was his and his alone,
until one day that faded away, too, just like his memory of her.
A sob escaped from her parted lips, and then another. The tears she
struggled to contain rolled helplessly down her cheeks.
His strong arms banded around
her, his large hand moving in comforting circles on her back. “Don’t cry,” he
murmured, his breath warming her ear. “It’s going to be okay.”
She wanted to believe him, wanted to believe his memory would return
along with the man she’d fallen in love with. Not the one who’d left for
Afghanistan seventeen months ago. Cocooned in his embrace, she pushed her
doubts away. All she needed to do was show him how happy they’d once been. She
nestled deeper in his arms and immediately sensed his discomfort, the
stiffening of the corded muscles in his back.
Embarrassed, she pulled away and swiped at her tear-streaked face.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”
Jack Junior broke free from Madison. “No hurt my mama,” he yelled. “
"No, baby, it’s okay. They’re happy tears.” Grace knelt down,
opening her arms to him. “He wasn’t . . .” Jack Junior zigzagged past her to
hurl himself at his father.
Meet Author Debbie Mason:
Praised as a "writer to watch" by RT Book Reviews, Debbie Mason also
writes Scottish-set historical paranormals as Debbie Mazzuca. Her MacLeod
series debuted in April 2010 and is said to "combine the passion of Hannah
Howell's Highand romances with the seductive fantasy of Karen Marie Moning's
bestsellers."
Facebook page:
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Debbie-Mason/492150187499546
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/AuthorDebMason
Website: http://authordebbiemason.com/
Love Christmas stories, contemp series books and am reading the first one in this series now.
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It looks like an emotional story.
ReplyDeleteI like Jack Junior.
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