BETTER
THAN CHOCOLATE
by
J. Lynn Rowan
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GENRE:
Chick Lit Romance
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BLURB:
Carmella
Sannarelli just found out that her best friend, Sadie Miller, has
broken her engagement and is eloping on St. Croix. Though Carmella
agrees to act as the maid of honor, she’s determined to find out
what went wrong between her friends.
But
she’s not counting on coming face to face with Ryan Wutkowski (the
jilted fiancé) on the plane, or with staying at his hotel during a
two-day stopover in San Juan. They try to act like nothing’s
changed. But Carmella’s totally flustered by the weird vibes Ryan
sends her, as well as how tingly and off-kilter she feels every time
he so much as looks at her.
Now
Carmella can’t stop thinking about Ryan or his behavior, even
though most of her time in St. Croix is taken up by pre-wedding
activities and dodging advances from the womanizing best man. And she
knows there’s more to the story behind Ryan and Sadie’s breakup
than either of them will admit to her.
Especially
after Ryan shows up at the rehearsal dinner and gets himself invited
to the wedding...
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Excerpt
Ryan’s
silent for a second or two. “Maybe I’ll put the house up for sale
and move to Savannah. I’d be closer to you if I did that.”
“Oh,
come off it,” I scoff, but my voice quivers with tears.
“I can
deliver cakes for Tess.”
He’s
trying to joke about this? “Your career, your whole life is in
Atlanta.”
“Maybe
that’s not important enough to me anymore.”
I should
protest, should tell him he’d be stupid to uproot himself because
of all that’s happened. But my voice stops working, and I don’t
know why. In the end, he wouldn’t really do it, even though he’s
always professed a certain adoration for my adopted hometown.
Ultimately, he would suck it up, maybe sell the house, but continue
on as usual without complaining.
After a
few minutes, the urge to wail like a thwarted baby passes, and I
relax against him. He rests his chin on the top of my head, swaying
to the unpredictable ebb and flow of the foaming breakers. The
movement calms me, and I close my eyes with a grateful sigh. He
gathers my hair and lifts the whole, tangled mass of it, resting his
hand at the nape of my neck. His fingers caress, a touch so fleeting
I barely notice it.
“Carmella.”
There’s
a note in his voice I don’t understand, and my defenses flare. With
a deep breath to steel myself, I push away from him, thankful the
shadows hide both our faces.
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AUTHOR
Bio and Links:
J. Lynn
Rowan started writing stories as a small child, usually starring her
favorite cartoon characters. Most of her work through middle and high
school was filled with typical teenage angst and melodrama, and
usually mirrored the books she loved to read. But eventually she
found her own author’s voice and decided to seriously pursue a
writing career.
Historical
fiction remains J. Lynn’s “first love”, but she has enjoyed the
journey to becoming an author of romance and chick lit. She is a
member of Romance Writers of America, the Central New York Romance
Writers, and the Historical Novel Society. She is also a teacher who
tries to instill a love of learning, reading, and writing in her
students.
When
she’s not writing, J. Lynn enjoys travelling, gardening poorly but
enthusiastically, studying various topics in American history for her
own expertise, and channeling Julia Child every time she steps into
the kitchen.
A native
of Oswego, NY, she now lives in Charlotte, NC, with her own Romantic
Hero of a husband and the most adorable baby on the planet.
Facebook:
http://www.facebook.com/JLynnRowan
Twitter:
http://www.twitter.com/JLynnRowanLit
Pinterest:
http://www.pinterest.com/jlynnrowan/
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