| Author: | Cricket Elleson | ISBN: | 9781386291206 |
| Publisher: | Cricket Elleson | Publication: | June 16, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Cricket Elleson |
| ISBN: | 9781386291206 |
| Publisher: | Cricket Elleson |
| Publication: | June 16, 2018 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Dew raised his hand and drew an invisible, lazy circle in the air before my face, mimicking the motion of the fans. "Now close your eyes."
I gave him a look of uncertainty.
"Trust me."
I warily let the lids of my eyes lower and take away the sight of the fans above my head.
Dew's voice came quiet, his breath close to my ear. "Try to feel them. Picture each of them like you were waking up on a warm, summer morning. The slightest breeze coming through your open bedroom window, rustling your sheets. The warm air washing over you, brushing against the bare skin of your arm." His hand caressed my forearm. "You hear the comforting rotation, it's a noise that eases you awake, slowly bringing you into your day."
Was he kidding me? How was it possible that this man was making me woozy with romantic thoughts in the middle of a home improvement store, talking about fans?
Olive Coleman is trying to sell her grandmother's house. Dew Karalis has a few suggestions to help "up" the asking price. What neither one of them planned on was renovating their feelings. Will they build a lasting relationship or will it all turn to rubble at their feet? Find out in this, Cricket Elleson's, second small town, contemporary romance.
Dew raised his hand and drew an invisible, lazy circle in the air before my face, mimicking the motion of the fans. "Now close your eyes."
I gave him a look of uncertainty.
"Trust me."
I warily let the lids of my eyes lower and take away the sight of the fans above my head.
Dew's voice came quiet, his breath close to my ear. "Try to feel them. Picture each of them like you were waking up on a warm, summer morning. The slightest breeze coming through your open bedroom window, rustling your sheets. The warm air washing over you, brushing against the bare skin of your arm." His hand caressed my forearm. "You hear the comforting rotation, it's a noise that eases you awake, slowly bringing you into your day."
Was he kidding me? How was it possible that this man was making me woozy with romantic thoughts in the middle of a home improvement store, talking about fans?
Olive Coleman is trying to sell her grandmother's house. Dew Karalis has a few suggestions to help "up" the asking price. What neither one of them planned on was renovating their feelings. Will they build a lasting relationship or will it all turn to rubble at their feet? Find out in this, Cricket Elleson's, second small town, contemporary romance.
