BETTER THAN CHOCOLATE
by J. Lynn Rowan
GENRE: Chick Lit Romance
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...
Ryan taps my arm. “Why are you on a flight to San Juan?”
I peer at him, my eyes narrow slits. “Why are you?”
A rhetorical question. Although his suit coat is probably in the overhead bin, safe inside a garment bag, his dress pants, crisp white button-down shirt, and Italian leather shoes tell me everything.
He answers anyway. “I have a conference over the next couple days. I have to go straight from the airport to my first meeting.”
The plane levels out, as does my head, and I wriggle to sit up straight. “They could at least let you check into your hotel first.”
“Well, fortunately the conference is at my hotel.”
“It’s a pretty fast trip.” I press my face to the window glass, squinting against the glare.
He shifts in his seat. “I had some vacation time coming, so I extended the trip through the middle of next week.”
So he’s not the only one who decided on a Caribbean adventure in the wake of his and Sadie’s breakup. I close my eyes, glad I didn’t say it out loud.
“Carmella, why are you going to Puerto Rico by yourself?”
The advantages of having Ryan for a flight companion have just turned moot. There’s no way to avoid this discussion. The flight’s too long. “I’m on my way to St. Croix.”
There. I said it. Sort of.
“What’s in St. Croix?”
His voice is low, and when I glance at him, he looks away. His jaw shifts, his profile a stern mask.
“I think you already know,” I answer slowly.
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.
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