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Caught Up in You. Beth Andrews
Читать онлайн.Название Caught Up in You
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isbn 9781472016836
Автор произведения Beth Andrews
Жанр Современные любовные романы
Издательство HarperCollins
His teachers were never like this!
As a single dad and a partner in the family construction company, Eddie Montesano’s days are jammed. Then he discovers his son Max’s teacher is none other than Harper Kavanagh. Gorgeous and smart, single mom Harper is even more captivating than she was in high school. Plus it’s clear she’s dedicated to helping Max with his learning issues. How can Eddie resist making time for her?
Too bad there are clear rules limiting the relationship he and Harper have. But with their attraction out of control, Eddie is about to break those rules. Because if it means the chance at a future with her, he’ll take the risk of getting caught!
Harper laughed, a surprisingly deep, husky laugh
Eddie realized it was the first time he’d heard her laugh, the sound grating pleasantly along his nerve endings.
But having her laugh at him wasn’t funny.
“What?” he growled.
She shook her head. “It’s just…you keep surprising me.”
He studied her through narrowed eyes, figured she was telling the truth. He was edgy and amped up, worried about his son, and he hadn’t reacted to a woman this strongly in longer than he could remember.
Couldn’t remember the last time a woman had captured his thoughts. Had slipped into his dreams.
He edged closer, gratified and relieved when she didn’t back up, just smiled at him. “You like surprises?” he asked, his voice gruff.
Her grin widened. “Love them.”
“Good,” he said.
Then he leaned in to kiss her.
Dear Reader,
I’m having such fun writing the stories in the In Shady Grove series. When I initially came up with the idea for the first book in the series, Talk of the Town (April 2013), I knew very little about the secondary characters. Now, having finished three In Shady Grove stories and starting a fourth, I’m constantly discovering new insights into the people who call Shady Grove home.
For instance, while I knew that Eddie Montesano, the middle son of the Montesano clan, was quiet and a bit shy, I had no idea he was so stubborn! Or that when he does speak, he usually manages to say the right thing.
I also knew that single mother Harper Kavanagh was a teacher and a recent widow. She was supposed to be sweet and perhaps a bit naive. Instead, she stormed onto the scene ready to take on the world—but afraid of moving on too quickly after the loss of her beloved husband. It was a conflict I hadn’t planned on, but one that so moved me and seemed so real, I had no choice but to write it.
Yes, Eddie and Harper were full of surprises, taking me in different directions than I’d planned. I wouldn’t want it any other way. After all, I may have drifted off the road I’d mapped out, but the destination remained the same: Happy Ever After.
Next year brings three more In Shady Grove stories—I hope you’ll look for them! Keep an eye on my website, www.bethandrews.net, for publication details. Or drop me a line at [email protected]. I’d love to hear from you.
Happy reading!
Beth Andrews
Caught Up in You
Beth Andrews
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
While writing Caught Up in You, Romance Writers of America RITA® Award winner Beth Andrews survived her older daughter’s graduation, her younger daughter’s driving lessons and her son’s causing her grocery bill to double during his summer home from college. In her free time, Beth can be found at the grocery store. Learn more about Beth and her books by visiting her website, www.bethandrews.net.
For my sister Karen.
Contents
CHAPTER ONE
EDDIE MONTESANO SQUIRMED on his seat like a fish on a hook and sighed. Hell, a few minutes in his son’s classroom and he’d somehow regressed to the second-grader he’d been twenty-five years ago, uncomfortable on the hard chair, anxious to get away from the rigid rules and expectations.
Terrified the teacher would call on him to answer a math problem she’d written on the chalkboard. Or worse, ask him to read aloud from their reading book. It’d been torture, speaking in front of so many people—even if they had been his classmates. Humiliating to have them all witness his struggles sounding out simple words.
He hadn’t been able to sit still then, either. He’d always been moving—tapping his fingers, shaking his leg or wiggling his ass. He’d been lectured, plenty of times, about not fidgeting, but it hadn’t done any good. He’d had too much energy, like a live current zipped through him, making his thoughts race, pushing him to move, move, move.
Though he’d taught himself to be more self-contained, to focus on one task at a time, he’d still much rather be doing than sitting. Especially when sitting made him feel like that restless, nervous kid again.
He stretched out his legs. His left knee whacked the bottom of the desk, the steel toe of his work boot hit the chair across from him, shoved it out a few inches.
What was with this setup? The desks