A Moment of Bliss
by Heather McGovern
GENRE: Contemporary Romance
BLURB:
Nestled
in the lush green mountains of North
Carolina, the Honeywilde Inn will be a romantic’s
dream getaway—if only the Bradley siblings can keep it running. It will take a
combination of hard work, good luck, and the kind of love that dreams are made
of…
Roark
Bradley is no stranger to responsibility. Growing up, he practically raised his
younger siblings while his parents threw themselves into working the inn—and
arguing with each other. Determined to make the Honeywilde shine once more,
Roark jumps at the chance to conduct business with a no-nonsense event planner
who approaches him about celebrity nuptials that could put the inn back on the
map. If only it wasn’t so tempting to discuss some no-strings attached pleasure
with her instead…
Excerpt:
“Wright named them that.
Says it’s because they’ll make your eyes roll back in pleasure. His words, not
mine. And he calls the frosted ones Frosty Fixations.”
She rubbed at her mouth to hide
her grin over the ridiculous names.
“He’s a fanatic, I’m telling
you. But I can’t eat just one. Would you like to try a Pumpkin Pleasure Roll?”
Would she like to try one?
She barely managed not to
laugh like a hyena. Hell yes, she would like to try a whole plate of them and
then roll around in the crumbs, but she was not going to fall victim to the
inn’s goodies yet. Not until she knew this deal wasn’t going to blow up in her
face.
“No, thank you.”
“Seriously?”
She couldn’t believe it
either. The self-restraint she was practicing right now would impress a nun.
Roark stepped aside. “Suit
yourself then. Feel free to have a look around the kitchen. You’ll see the
enormous vat of vanilla mixture over there. It’s been known to attack. Give it
a wide berth.”
Madison turned away so he couldn’t see her smile. She was
here to work; to broker a deal that meant she was capable of succeeding on her
own. That deal meant practically taking over his inn for a weekend and pulling
off the impossible in about three weeks. She was not here to smile and laugh
with the good-looking inn owner.
The kitchen was clean but
recently used and cluttered. Wright might be a messy chef, but he tidied up
afterwards. The revamps Roark had mentioned showed in the new commercial oven
and appliances.
Luckily, she was capable of
doing a thorough yet speedy overview of everything. The longer she spent in
this kitchen, the more tempted she was to stuff a cookie in her mouth.
A scenario ran through her
mind. What was the likelihood she could scarf down one, possibly three, cookies
without anyone noticing?
She finished checking out
the kitchen and wound back around to the front, right in time to find Roark
polishing off a Pumpkin Pleasure Roll.
His cheeks full, he dipped
his chin, color rushing to his face. When he got done chewing, the strong line
of his jaw was back in place, but his cheeks were still pink. Roark’s flush was
a complete contradiction to his steady gaze and serious look. He wiped his
fingers on a napkin and smoothed his shirt down, as though straightening a tie
that wasn’t there.
“Busted.” He smiled, showing
the tiniest hint of a dimple in his right cheek.
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Heather
McGovern writes
contemporary romance in swoony, southern settings. While her love of travel and
adventure takes her far, there is no place quite like home. She lives in South Carolina with her
husband and son, and a collection of Legos that's threatening to take over the
house. When she isn't writing, she's working out, or binging on books and
Netflix.
She is a member
of Romance Writers of America,
as well as Carolina Romance Writers, and she's represented by Nicole Resciniti
of The Seymour Agency.
Connect with
Heather on her website, Facebook, Twitter, or her group blog. She'd love to
hear to from you!
Buy the book:
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/a-moment-of-bliss-heather-mcgovern/1123015011?ean=9781601838360
