Publisher: Entangled Publishing LLC
and ultra-competitive trivia nights. Where love really does conquer all…if
you’ll let it.
Walker O’Halloran is finally ready to shed her “wild child” persona. Bartending
at her family’s pub, babysitting her adorable niece and nephews, and getting
her degree during the day. What she doesn’t do is date–or even think about
dating. Ever. Until he walks into her bar, looking like a former Mr.
Quarterback of the Football Team and Student Council President all rolled into
one. No, thank you.
Mason Stevens has a secret—and it prevents him from knowing if someone is truly
interested in him, or just what he can do for them. Until he meets Walker.
She’s the first person in ages who doesn’t recognize him, and her grouchy
attitude feels like the greatest challenge of his life. And he’s ready for it.
But the more time they spend together, the more he’s desperate to come
clean—it’s just never the right time. Until the paparazzi do it for him…
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roof. At nearly two in the morning, the entirety of Main Street is dark and
deserted. I sigh and close my eyes, hoping maybe I’ll doze off. And I do…but
then I’m dreaming that someone is calling my name. It takes a few seconds to
realize that it isn’t a dream. Someone really is calling my name.
overlooking the alley between our building and the one next door. Looking up at
me is Mason Stevens.
nothing to say.”
my mom said to you at the pub. Walker, there’s so much I have to say to you.
Please, don’t make me do it from down here.”
He grabs the long drainpipe that runs down the side of the building. And he
starts to climb.
windows and starts on the second floor.
Just go down before you kill yourself!” I hear myself getting louder and
shriller. A light comes on across the street in an apartment over the newspaper
moment that the brackets holding the pipe against the brick façade break free
and the pipe starts to bend backward, taking Mason with it.
his neck, or crack his skull open. Oh, sweet Jesus, he could die! He came here
to see me and I wouldn’t let him up. So he climbed the wall…and now he’s going
to die! I’m going to kill someone else.
still clutching the pipe with his arms and legs.
horizontal, like a pig hanging off a spit at a luau.
building, my eyes scanning the roof around me for inspiration. But there’s
nothing. And it’s too late, anyway.
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didn’t set out to be an author. In fact she’s made a name for herself as a
classical music radio host—doing her best to make the music and the composers
relevant by putting them into a modern context. It was just a few years ago
that she discovered a passion for writing that blossomed into an entire novel.
And then another. And another. And, while she still spends plenty of time on
the radio, telling the stories of the great composers, she spends even more
time composing her own great stories.