Hope. Dreams. Life... Love: Saturday Sample and Weekend Writing Warriors: Never Trust a Pretty Wolf

Welcome to Saturday Sample and Weekend Writing Warriors. Today we'll continue to share excerpts from Never Trust a Pretty Wolf. On Sunday when you finish here, do go to http://www.wewriwa.blogspot.com for more excerpts from a bunch of great authors.

Blurb:

Liesel Wolf has a secret, a dangerous secret she’ll go to any lengths to conceal. When she’s paired in a charity game with sexy marshal Andy Bryce, a man with secrets of his own, her carefully constructed world comes crashing down, and Liesel’s on a collision course with her past.

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Excerpt:

Chapter One

Last Week

Liesel stepped out of the shower and dried herself off with the motel’s paltry white towel. She’d always had a fondness for luxury linen, not the rough, skimpy stuff offered in motels. Sighing, she thought of her nice towels at home.

“Slow down. I think we’re close.”

“I hope...”

“This must be it,” Liesel said, gesturing at a rustic sign that announced the location of the park.

They stopped at the gate, where Andy paid the entrance fee, then they drove inside.
Liesel fell in love with the little park. She saw a campground and general store as they drove through the gate. On the hill behind the campground she saw what looked like a big barn, probably for dancing or concerts.

Dense brush and trees lined both sides of the road, giving way to picnic tables and a swimming area. Oh, and she adored the neat playground near the picnic area. They crossed a little bridge where she saw several children feeding bread to the fish and entered a parking lot near the nature center.

This week: I've skipped a few paragraphs and we pick up the next morning after Liesel and Andy arrive at the place where they expect to find the next set of coordinates.

Liesel consulted the GPS for a moment. “We need to go up that little trail beside the nature center.”

“Okay.”

They got out of the car and started up the trail. In spite of her hurry, Liesel had to pause when they crossed a crystal-clear, boulder-strewn creek. Children and adults climbed on the rocks, laughing and throwing pebbles in the water. One woman had a grip on her little boy’s shorts. It reminded her of last year, before... Crap. Forget about that.