Book Title: Crashing the Congressman’s
Wedding
Series Title & Book #: Harmony
Falls Book 1
Author: Elley Arden
Published Date: July 15, 2013
Published By: Crimson Romance
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Author Bio:
Elley Arden is a born
and bred Pennsylvanian who has lived as far west as Utah and as far north as
Wisconsin. She drinks wine like it’s water (a slight exaggeration),
prefers a night at the ballpark to a night on the town, and believes
almond English toffee is the key to happiness.
Elley has been reading romance novels since she was a
sixteen-year-old babysitter, sneaking Judith McNaught and Danielle
Steele novels off the bookshelves of the women who employed her. She
started her first manuscript when she was twenty-five, writing during babies’
naps. A total of three children and ten years later, she thought the
manuscript was complete. Little did she know, her journey to
publication was only beginning…
Author Links:
Website: http://www.elleyarden.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/elleywrites
Pinterest: https://pinterest.com/elleyarden/
EXCERPT
Alice jumped a wave, and Justin was assaulted by a flash of
creamy skin and black lace. She was swimming in her underwear. Catching sight
of a pile of clothes out of water’s reach, Justin shook his head. Apparently,
she had ditched her dress. Why was he not surprised?
“What are you doing?” he called above the surf.
She flashed him a smile he hadn’t seen in years. “I’ve never
been to the ocean.”
His untucked shirt tails whipped in the wind, and with the
strength of his hands he fought the chaos. “I guess that explains it.”
She stayed smiling, considering him with the same hypnotic
eyes he knew as a child. Back then, he wondered what she saw when she looked at
him. Now, he was afraid to know the answer.
“I’m going to get the bags and the dog out of the car, and
then I’ll bring you a towel. Be careful. No further. You hear? In fact, stay
closer to the beach. The undertow is strong, and I’d like to avoid another
rescue.”
A few steps up the beach and her wail hit his back. “I don’t
need to be rescued.”
But she did. Somebody had to keep her from making rash
decisions, like stopping weddings and swimming in the ocean half-dressed. He
slowed his pace and closed his eyes. That someone couldn’t—shouldn’t—be him. On
an inhale, he opened his eyes and returned to the surf. “Fine. No more
rescues.”
“Good, because I’m not a baby. I can take care of myself.
Stop telling me what to do. Stop treating me like you’re my father or my
brother. You’re not. You’re just a guy. I’m just a girl. And you make life too
complicated.” She raised her arms to her side and fell backwards into the sea.
Justin’s heartbeat quickened as he searched the choppy
water, waiting for her to surface. Her father died an alcoholic and her brother
looked destined to follow. Not being lumped in their category was a good thing,
but where did that leave him?
Relief flooded him when her head broke the surface. She
pushed soggy curls from her face, and raising her arms over head, spun until a
wave knocked her off her feet. She was definitely not a baby. But if he was
just a guy and she was just a girl, then bringing her with him was an even
bigger risk. He had obligations, expectations and an image to uphold. In trying
to avoid a scene at the church, he’d put himself in one hell of a compromising
situation.
“Let me get this straight. You have a thing for Plain Old
Justin, but not Congressman Mitchell?” Against his better judgment, he trudged
toward her.
She backed up. “I don’t have a thing for any part of you.”
She flinched, and he didn’t think it had anything to do with her squinting into
the sun.
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