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The Stars at Night
Manufacturer: Celia Yeary
ISBN: 978-1-61252-057-5
Length:
Novel
Category:
Contemporary
Rating:
Sensual
Photography/Artwork:
Jenifer Ranieri
Release Date:
July 1, 2011
Price: $5.99
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Kate Norwood from New York arrives in Texas with her young motherless nephew, Nicky. She quickly decides the plan to relocate him with his grandmother is a mistake. With the help of Nicky’s uncle, Jesse McCoy, she learns the boy’s father is dead. Her boyfriend interferes with his own agenda for Kate, using lies, deceptions, and cruelty.
Jesse McCoy falls for Kate Norwood the minute he stops her on the outskirts of Sagewood, Texas for speeding. He soon learns they share a family connection and a common problem. His goals become finding the proper home for his nephew, saving Kate from a devious man, and loving her for the remainder of his life. But will she give up her New York lifestyle to live a simple life in Texas?
EXCERPT
The officer appeared at her window and bent at the knees slightly to look through the dark glass. "Lower your window," he said, his voice sounding muffled.
Lowering it four inches, she reached behind her and groped for her bag in the back seat. Finally getting a grip on it, she dragged it over the console and into her lap.
He straightened to his full height. "Ma'am, may I see your driver's license, please?" he asked in a deep drawl, smooth and sexy as melted chocolate. "Also, I need to see your proof of insurance."
Goose bumps skittered along her arms.
"Lower your window all the way, too," he added.
Now, that didn't sound like a request, and this time, no shivers.
"I prefer not to, if you don't mind," Kate said, as business-like as she could. "Here's my license." She held up her wallet to the small opening at the top of the glass so he could read the card through the little plastic window.
"Please remove your license and hand it to me along with your proof of insurance. And lower your window. I can't see you through the tinted glass."
Kate grimaced when she heard a hint of impatience in his voice, but she held her ground.
"I need to see your badge, please."
"Now, ma'am, I'm going to ask you one more time. Do as I ask and you'll be able to see my badge. Cut your engine while you're at it, then hand over your license and proof of insurance."
The officer's voice had lost all traces of its easy-going rumble. He stood with a hand riding low on a hip, tapping the other leg with the ticket book, waiting for her to comply.
"Okay, okay. Here." Kate shoved the both through the four inches of opened window. "This paper is from the lease company about their insurance. If you'll step back a couple of feet, I'll lower my window. Deal?"
The officer hesitated, and she'd bet he wasn't accustomed to bending to the demands of anyone, let alone a speeder on his highway. She watched as he backed up one step.
A sense of empowerment made her smile, and she did as he requested.
He returned to his original position. "Remove your sunglasses, please," he asked politely. "Before you say anything," he held up a finger, "I'm required to match the color of your eyes with the information on your license."
"I wasn't going to," she said in a voice a little higher than her usual tone.
Keeping his eyes on the license, he said, "You haven't missed an opportunity yet."
"I'm just cautious. You would be, too, if you weren't certain of a man's real identity. I read a lone driver out in the middle of nowhere should require some identification from the officer, and I also read about men posing as cops, while in truth--"
He interrupted and looked at her. "Ma'am? May I continue? Without the dialogue?"
"Go ahead. I'll shut up. Except stop calling me ma'am." She crossed her arms over her waist and looked straight ahead. She heard him make a slight sound in his throat that sounded almost like a chuckle.
"Just the two of you in the vehicle?"
"Yes."
He read her license and then looked at her. "Okay, then, five nine, gray eyes," he murmured to himself as he wrote.
Kate waited while he studied her face. She saw her image reflected in his mirrored sunglasses. Thinking longingly of the lipstick, she wished she hadn't caught her hair up with a ragged scrunchy, either. It kept the auburn mass out of her face all right, but now it looked like it sprouted out of the top of her head, making her look like Pebbles.
"Thank you... miss. Here's your license. From New York, are you?"
She looked at him. "Yes."
"Well, ma'am, welcome to Texas."
"I was impressed with this story. It was well thought out, no contrived instances, just two loving, caring individuals trying to do the best they can for their families... The story has its ups and downs and life doesn't go smoothly for the characters or their relationship. A few false starts and unknowns keep them both guessing about the other's feelings, just like in real life, while neither wants to rush or make a mistake. When Nicky's paternity is questioned, Jesse's strong character and background become vitally important. I like how Ms. Yeary wove this all together. This sweet romance is one you'll enjoy."
Kathy R -- The Romance Studio
Rating - 5 Hearts
Voted a "Five Heart Sweetheart" Book
"The Stars at Night is a poignant, charming story that held my attention from start to finish, with a reluctant break for sleep."
Fennel -- Long and Short Reviews
Rating = 4.5 Books
Nominated for BOOK OF THE WEEK
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