Hershey's Choice

Published: 12/11/2015










ISBN Digital: 9781509204656
ISBN Print: 9781509205042
Page Count: 184
Word Count: 45015
Rating: Sweet

Choices Series



Engineer Ryan Jerome has a knack for designing the future but can’t create one for himself. When Ryan lets his dog, Hershey, take the lead, going to the park is never the same. Unintentional meetings, a soiled coat, and a meddling mother are a few of the obstacles in his way of convincing Britt he’s not a stalker. Will he accept his dog’s direction and
open his heart to the beautiful woman with a side of crazy?

Ruined weddings, divorced parents, and disastrous relationships have left event planner Britt Wells a non-believer in happy-ever-after. She’s readying for a future in interior design with one last wedding to oversee. Complications arise when she learns a suspected stalker and owner of an unruly dog is related to her client. Falling for Ryan and Hershey
were not part of the plan. Can she put aside her doubts in relationships and take a chance on love?

Excerpt:

Even from the last row, Britt saw the bride’s haunting stare as she turned to face her bridesmaids. The groom’s guilty partner in crime gasped then hiked up her long dress and ran, the click of her high-heeled shoes echoing through the church in her rapid dash to the doors. The bride, fist drawn to attack once again, lunged toward the curled-up-in-a-ball groom.

He held a hand over his bloody, and possibly broken, nose.

Rubbing the back of her neck, Britt released a heavy sigh. Time and money down the drain. She left the church, knowing no reception would happen. She called the caterer and the band, cancelling both. The caterer was not pleased with the late cancelation, but they’d retain the deposit for the booked event. Britt would also receive her fee through her employer, but the small payment wouldn’t compensate for the time and planning she had put into this wedding.

Returning her thoughts to the present, Britt blew out a breath, shrugging her coat off her shoulders and folding it over her lap. She closed her eyes and tilted her head toward the sun’s warmth. Today’s disastrous wedding had her disliking her job even more, as well as cementing her declaration of true-love’s non-existence. Growing up with parents in an unhappy marriage, and her own unsuccessful relationships, she had received more than her fair share of evidence.

So why did a small part of her heart cling to hopes of everlasting love?

Britt wanted to escape and forget her responsibilities. Tomorrow started her vacation, which was the ideal opportunity to get away, but she had to finalize the details of another wedding taking place one week from today. Maybe a mid-week vacation at the cabin? Surrounded only by nature—trees, lake, and the sound of birds and distant wildlife—the cabin’s solitude would provide a well-deserved breather. Nothing prevented her from sneaking off for two days. She just needed a push in the right direction.

A thunderous pounding trampled the ground behind her. She turned to glance over her shoulder, but the bench suddenly jolted forward to hover on its front legs before landing roughly on all fours. “Ohh.” She would have toppled face forward if her heels hadn’t been firmly dug into the grass. Britt straightened then froze in mid-motion. Warm panting breaths caressed the base of her neck. Her own breath suspended in her throat. Without moving her head, she shifted her stare to the right.

Two very large brown paws gripped the back of the bench.

“Bear!” Britt jumped to her feet. Her coat and cold coffee flew into the air in a tangled dance. With a racing pulse, she spun to see the vicious beast before her impending death. The image of a man doubled-over at the waist turned her panic quickly to anger. Beside the laughing man sat the dog she had mistaken for a bear.

“You arrogant jerk! How dare you laugh when your beast of a dog scared the life out of me.”




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