Welcome to Beyond the Book. Today we'll continue with out excerpts from Purple Heart, my Wild Rose Press release.
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Blurb:
Jenna West has no idea what she might have done to her new tenant Mike Hightower. He's surly and hateful every single time they meet, and he looks at her as though he despises her.
He does despise her. She's from the Middle East, and people like her killed his friend Ramirez when the army sent them to Iraq.
Will the power of love work its magic to soften Mike's bitter hatred, or will he ignore his growing attraction for his pretty landlady?
Last Week:
Mike Hightower parked his new red Mustang in Taylor-Lord’s parking lot. The factory had come to Eden’s Crossing right after he volunteered for the military, so he didn’t know too much about it, but the grounds looked very well kept. He didn’t see so much as a stray leaf lying in the grass.
He got out of the car and walked toward an impressive entrance constructed of dark, bronze glass. He opened the door and entered a large reception area. Several sofas and chairs upholstered in a bronze and green contemporary design provided a jolt of energy for the room, and the floor covering looked like marble. Several small trees in decorative tubs soared toward a high ceiling studded with skylights.
He made his way toward a glass window in one corner of the room, nodding at a man in a suit who sat on one of the sofas studying his phone. A woman sat behind the window. He cleared his throat to get her attention. “Hi, I’m Mike Hightower. I have an appointment with Mr. Jacobs.”
He got out of the car and walked toward an impressive entrance constructed of dark, bronze glass. He opened the door and entered a large reception area. Several sofas and chairs upholstered in a bronze and green contemporary design provided a jolt of energy for the room, and the floor covering looked like marble. Several small trees in decorative tubs soared toward a high ceiling studded with skylights.
He made his way toward a glass window in one corner of the room, nodding at a man in a suit who sat on one of the sofas studying his phone. A woman sat behind the window. He cleared his throat to get her attention. “Hi, I’m Mike Hightower. I have an appointment with Mr. Jacobs.”
This week: In this week's excerpt, Mike meets Carol.
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