#1 romance in the Skyfall Awards
#1 romance in the Hot Chocolate Awards
#2 romance in the Hidden Gems Awards
#2 romance in the Black Rose Awards
#2 chicklit in the Sweet and Spicy Awards
"Am I?" His voice lowered teasingly, and suddenly he was much closer, hands braced against the wall beside her, toned arms pinning her in.
Meredith felt her throat dry up instantly. "Which one?" She stammered, forcing courage that she clearly didn't feel. Her arms were trembling uncontrollably as he brought his face near. "Decent, or handsome?"
"Both." Jet prompted, minty breath caressing her lips, mere inches away.
Socially awkward Meredith Sparks struggles with anxiety. Nerdy to her core, she battled social ostracism in her adolescence, and interacting with people frightens her: especially members of the opposite sex. When her well-meaning, bubbly psychiatrist tells her to confront her fears, Meredith agrees, until the prescription becomes more nerve-wracking than she can handle. Enter Gentlemen Only, the prestigious night club that hosts the most elite, gentlemanly patrons. Now, stuck in a mental tug of war between two very territorial, gorgeous men, Meredith must somehow overcome her own mind in a fight to keep her sanity while she journeys toward healing and self-discovery.
AMBY AWARDS TOP PICK 2024❤️
I can only see half of his face, reflected in the mirror at the front of the bus, and part of that is obscured by the peak of the black company-branded cap he's wearing. But I can see enough to glean that there's a strong jaw covered in scruff. A wide mouth that looks like it would be prone to smiling. He's wearing glasses with trendy light tortoiseshell frames, and I can't quite discern the colour of his eyes from my position . . . but some weird intuition is telling me that they'll be hazel, and I wonder when my brain is going to catch up.
Because I *know* him, don't I? I'm almost certain of it.
And he seems to know me, too. Or at least he thinks he does. The way he's glancing over at me lets me in on that.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mirren Shepherd has *many* pet peeves. Top of the list, though? Staycations . . . And surprises.
So when her girls' trip abroad is cancelled at the last minute and she finds herself roped into a minibus tour of Northern Scotland instead, she isn't remotely happy.
And when she finds out who their guide is . . . It's yet another reason for her to dislike surprises. Because Owen Sullivan wasn't so much the one who got away . . . He was the one who just didn't return. And, after she finally got over him, she never expected to see him again.
Mirren would prefer to leave the past in the past, but Owen is determined to try to right his wrongs. Can she trust him? Can she trust *herself*?
Maybe, just maybe, this surprise - and staycation - won't be as bad as Mirren thinks . . .
~~~~~~~~~~~~