This is Brenna and Luke’s story, and it’s a rollercoaster ride (the fun kind, not the kind that leaves you feeling sick ;) ) These two have had hardships and tragedies that brought them to the place they are now—which just so happens to be right next door to one another. It was so much fun writing neighbors turned to enemies and finally turned to lovers.
One of my favorite things about writing romance is digging into the core of my characters, where they keep all of their past pain as well as their secret hopes and dreams. This was especially true with Luke and Brenna. They both had secrets that I didn’t even know about until I’d written the scenes telling me so. These two were intense and so much fun. Another element of this story is the dynamic between Brenna and her much younger sister, Eve. There’s a decade between their ages and a galaxy between their personalities. After their parents died, Brenna had to shift from the big sister role to being a guardian. Now Eve is officially an adult, and it’s time they find a way to be just sisters again, which is a bit challenging to say the least.
Did I mention Max? Max is Luke’s Jack Russel terrier. He was burned in the warehouse fire that Luke saved him from. Not to worry because he’s all healed up now, but he’s still skittish around flames, which makes it a challenge to be the firehouse dog that the crew have decided he’ll be. Max has his own journey in this book. Like the hero and heroine, he has fears to overcome in order to be the best little firehouse dog he can.
Are you ready to fall in love? I hope so!
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Since we're only one day from release of Starting Over at Blueberry Creek, I have a little sample for you! You can read the rest of Brenna and Luke's story tomorrow!
Brenna smiled shyly, sweeping her hair back behind her ear. Something about that gesture, unsure and insecure, had Luke stepping closer.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I have no idea. I told myself that I wasn’t going to kiss you tonight,” he said, voice dropping even lower.
“Oh?” He saw the muscles of her neck constrict as she swallowed. “That’s good to know because I told myself the same thing on the way over here.” Her gaze stayed on his, her pupils large.
“So we agree. Neither of us is kissing the other,” he said.
“I’m just here to feed the kittens,” she confirmed, her words coming out a little breathlessly.
Then she leaned toward him, and he did the same until her hands went up to brace herself against his chest.
He felt his every muscle tense. “But I can't seem to remember why us kissing is a terrible idea. Give me one good reason.”
Her lips parted as she looked at him. “I’m leaving for one. And my relationship with my sister is just getting back on track. Kissing her boss could derail it.”
“That’s two reasons.” Both very good.
“What do you have?” Brenna asked.
He sighed. “You’re my neighbor. If things go south, I’ll be stuck with you next door. At least until you leave this summer.” And if they didn’t go south, she was leaving. Dating casually had never been his thing. He didn’t fall easily, but when he did, he fell hard. Looking at Brenna, that was a real possibility.
Brenna laughed humorlessly. “That’s a good reason too, I guess.”
“Yep.” His gaze flicked to her lips and then back to her eyes. Standing this close to her, he studied the different shades of brown in her irises. There was even a little bit of green poking through.
One of the kittens cried out again.
“All right,” he said, gathering his willpower and taking a step backward while he still could. “Then we agree. We’ll keep our hands and lips to ourselves.”