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#1. I am an Irish Twin. My older brother and I are 364 days apart. My mom didn’t believe the doctor when he told her she was pregnant again so quickly but sure enough, she was & here I am!! Growing up we always celebrated our birthdays together and my mom would make the most delicious chocolate, chocolate chip Bundt cake. Yum!
#2. I love to bake, but I don’t consider myself a real baker, more like a fraud who’s sneaking around. I have a goal to perfect the French macaron. My daughter and I have been making them for years and every time we move, each different oven we use sets us back a few steps. Such finicky, pretty cookies.
#3. My kids are 11 and 9 and I have never felt confident as a mother. Seriously hardest job I’ve ever had.
#4. Years ago I wrote a memoir about my dad and the Vietnam helicopter pilot stories he told to me as a child. I found an agent right away, a great agent. We got rejection after rejection and eventually parted ways and that manuscript is still unpublished. The writing life is weird!
#5. Do you have a favorite coffee or tea mug? I do. And I’ve chipped the last three on the counter. My daughter says I’m incapable of taking them out of the dishwasher without breaking them. I wish that meant I could ditch that chore!! It’s always my favorite mug I’m chipping, no one else’s. Hmmm?
Already reeling at having inherited the family farm on his father’s death, photojournalist Cruz Brockman returns home to the Oregon town of Graciella to receive another blow—accountant Miranda Jenks is there to audit the books because the IRS suspect his late father of tax fraud. To their astonishment, sparks fly between the passionate Cruz and the career-focused Miranda upon first meeting, and the heat rises with every encounter.
Threatened with losing everything his family has worked for, Cruz has no choice but to be completely open with the uptight Miranda, something that doesn’t come easily to him, just as focusing on her own needs is foreign to her. She’s buried her own desires all her life, but the longer she spends with the captivating rancher, the more she wants to dive into a passionate affair with him.
An intense, toe-curling physical connection is one thing, but exposing their hearts is another. As Miranda finishes her audit and the clock counts down to her leaving, can the reluctant rancher and the shy accountant conquer their fears and fight for their love?
Read an Excerpt
Shouldn’t things seem easier between us? He’d apologized. They’d cleared the air on that whatever-it-was that had happened in the library. ‘Kiss’ was too mild a word. He’d practically blown all the fuses in her brain. He’d devoured her. Nothing felt easier. Instead the space seemed to shrink and she felt as though someone had sucked all the oxygen out of the barn. She started walking backwards toward the barn door.
“I should go.”
“I need to get—”
They spoke at the same time. He laughed and let a breath out as he faced her. “Miranda.”
“Yes,” she said, caught in his gaze.
“I’m not sorry for that kiss,” Cruz said, his face serious again as he pinned her with that look of desire. He took a step toward her. “I’m sorry for being rude, for putting you in an awkward position.” He continued walking closer. “But I’m not sorry for that kiss, for feeling what I felt. You confuse me.”
“Bossy accountant not your type?” She tried to joke, but the words came out jagged.
His strides were long. In an instant he’d caught up to her so their bodies were almost touching. “I don’t know what my type is.” His voice deepened. “I haven’t been in one place long enough or spent enough time trying to figure out if I have a type. The only thing I’ve ever been sure of is my work and this land, the farm, the people.”
He tucked a stray hair behind her ear. The intimacy startled her more than his gaze. She felt raw inside with need. She only had to stretch up a little to meet him. Her lips could be on his again. That delicious fire could consume her, which was exactly why she took a large step back and kept going.
About the Author:
She has over fifteen years of creative non-fiction and memoir writing experience, and you can find her essays at Anderbo.com, (http://www.anderbo.com/anderbo1/afact-005.html), Feminine Collective (http://www.femininecollective.com/?s=Come+Back+to+Me+Lemon), Mothers Always Write (https://mothersalwayswrite.com/map-of-flaws), Her View from Home (https://herviewfromhome.com/the-joys-and-lessons-learned-through-team-sports), and in anthologies such as Are We Feeling Better Yet? Women Speak about Healthcare in America, Take Care: Tales, Tips, & Love from Women Caregivers, and Chicken Soup for the Soul.
Although she’s the author of many essays about life, grief, motherhood and the connections we make through delicious food and shared meals, Sara loves creating imaginary worlds with tight-knit communities in her romance novels. She credits her mother, Mary, Nora Roberts and Rosamunde Pilcher for her love of romance.
If she’s not reading or writing, you will most likely find her in the kitchen creating scrumptious meals with her two kids and amazing husband, or perhaps cooking up her next love story.
She once met a person who both “didn’t read books” and wasn’t “that into food” and it nearly broke her heart.
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