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From Author Renee Ryan – FINALLY A BRIDE
Good morning! I’m so excited to present my latest release, FINALLY A BRIDE, Book 7 in my Charity House series. Here is an excerpt below. Let me know what you think and I’ll put your name in a drawing for a copy of this book. Another lucky winner will receive all seven books in the series. That’s right, leave a comment and you will be eligible to win a copy of all of my Charity House books. Enjoy!
Molly Taylor Scott knew most people considered her a delightfully charming, sometimes frivolous young woman who loved being engaged almost as much as she loved the Lord. Molly would agree with this summation of her character, mostly. However, she would argue one key point. She was never frivolous.
Especially when it came to matters of the heart. Thus, as she stood outside Denver’s most exclusive millinery shop, surrounded by several would-be suitors, she treated the situation with utmost gravity.
Twirling her parasol, she gave the men her undivided attention. A rather difficult task, when one of the four seemed determined to monopolize the conversation. Molly stopped listening to the conversation as something—someone— exited the Arapahoe County Courthouse one block north.
Senses poised, she turned her head ever so slightly and caught sight of Garrett Mitchell moving at a clipped pace in her direction. He looked incredibly handsome today, every bit the successful attorney he’d become in the past few years.
Eyes cast forward, he made swift progress down the lane, never once looking at Molly or acknowledging her presence. Still, her breathing quickened and her heart stuttered.
Stupid, stupid heart. An undertow of anger rolled through her. Interesting thing, anger; it signified she still cared.
She really shouldn’t still care.
Not about Garrett Mitchell. Or those sculpted features framed inside dark blond hair, or that brilliant mind lurking behind the oh-so-handsome face, or that cowboy swagger that had stayed with him long after leaving his family’s ranch.
Why, why, why did he still affect her so? He’d walked away from her seven years ago. And I let him.
Molly sighed. Better that, than give in to fresh despair.
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