Here on Friday at 7pm PST Jennifer Wenn Author of: A Father For Daisy see excerpt here!!!


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Jennifer Wenn


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Thirteen years ago, at her senior prom, Gillian Crane did the unthinkable – she became drunk for the first time and lost her virginity to an unknown man. Later, when she found out she was pregnant, her unloving, unyielding mother threw her out and told her never to return. 

Gillian succeeds in building a new life for herself in New York City, vowing never to see her childhood home again. But when she learns her mother is dying, she drags her twelve-year-old daughter back to hell on earth, also known as Barnesville. Once again caught in small town life amongst old friends and enemies, her past comes back to haunt her, turning her world upside down as the question still remains. Who is the father of her child?





When her domineering fiancĂ© cheats on her, pastry chef Kate Sweet trades the city for her hometown of Barnesville and works as a waitress in her parents' diner. Lonely and insecure, she tries to start over but instead runs into Michael Hart, the boyfriend who sent her away after he was paralyzed in a tractor accident. All her old feelings for him return in full, but Michael is just about to get married to someone else — her old rival for everything back in their school days. 

Michael is drawn to Kate again but resents that she left him. He doesn’t remember how pain and painkillers changed his behavior and made him so sorry for himself he literally ordered her to go. 

Now she must decide whose happiness is more important, his, now that he has a fiancĂ©e, or hers…with him. How can it be both?
 



ALWAYS YOU
“It’s too late for Michael and me now. Charlotte told me yesterday that Patsy was about to make an announcement about their engagement.”
“Darn it,” Rosa sighed. “I thought I had more time.”
“More time to what?” Burt asked as he entered the kitchen, his once-white apron filled with food stains from cooking breakfast for all the workers and truckers driving down Highway Seven who stopped at the diner early every morning.
“Interfere with my life,” Kate said and was awarded a sour look from her mother.
“I wasn’t interfering. I was only trying to help you and Michael find each other again. But now he’s marrying Charlotte, and there’s just nothing I can do about that.”
“Speaking of Michael,” Burt said, ignoring his sulking wife, “he’s downstairs, asking for you. Should I send him up here?”
Michael was here?
The chair fell backwards as Kate stood up and stared at her father with horror. Oh, my God. She was looking a fright, her unruly curly hair untouched by a brush, and the makeup from yesterday smudged all over her face, as she had been too tired to care about washing it away.
“I…I…” she stuttered, and Burt smiled knowingly before turning toward the door and after opening it, calling to Michael to come up and join them.
Before Kate could do or say anything, the one person in the world she didn’t want to meet when she looked her worst walked into the kitchen and stopped dead as his eyes found her flushed face. His lovely blue eyes started to sparkle as he took in her disheveled person in her too-large pajamas.
“Well, isn’t it Sleeping Beauty.” He grinned, his amusement over her appearance apparent. To Kate’s horror, her obnoxious parents giggled simultaneously before they, with a load of mumbled excuses, left the kitchen.
They left her alone with gorgeous Michael who, as he leaned back at the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest, looked good enough for her to have for breakfast.



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