Author Amy Gregory
So apparently when I’m writing I space off. I never really noticed it before, but three
times a week I have to hog a table at a local coffee shop to write while waiting on my kids during their practice.
The very nice men and women at this particular location are used to
seeing me and are quite friendly. Most
of them now know I’m a writer and ask how everything is going with the current
works in progress and all that jazz.
However…last week, I’m sitting there minding my own
business, typing away, writing down notes in my handy dandy notebook that
accompanies each story so I don’t have to search through an entire manuscript
to remember the next door neighbor’s name.
It’s getting later, the store is mostly empty, it’s dark outside by this
time and the baristas are starting to clean up for the night.
I feel a hand on my arm, looking into the gal’s face, she’s
red and embarrassed. She starts apologizing
profusely, for what, I have no freaking clue.
Something about the bathroom and toilet paper and talking about it while
out in the store where I could hear.
I must have been looking at her like she had two heads
because the guy still behind the counter started to chuckle, then laugh. I finally asked her what she was talking
about.
Her response…’didn’t you hear me? You were looking right at me?’
Hmmm.
Okay? Well. Um. At
this point I have to admit that now I look like the crazy person in the room.
“I was?”
“Yeah.”
Racing to Love - Amy Gregory
From the outside, Molly West had
everything, beauty, brains, and a career she’d retired from not once, but
twice. Being in the limelight and in a
sport that was male driven, she was often surrounded by men. She ignored first the boys, and as she got
older, the men. Her cold shoulder and
patented not a chance in hell look were usually enough to get her point
across. Molly had no plans in changing
what was a perfectly good system. That is until she walked into the pits.
Carter Sterling had traveled the
racing circuit since he was a boy. He’d
heard all the old standbys, She’s out there somewhere, love comes along when
you least expect it. Good things come to
those that… Yeah, he’d heard them all.
The last place he expected to meet the love of his life was on a pro
track. All she did was smile, and he
knew, looking into her sapphire blue eyes, Molly West was his. Forever.
If it was only that easy. From the moment he laid eyes on her, he had a
gripping feeling in him. An overwhelming
need to protect her—a girl he’d just met.
Carter had learned a long time ago that gut feelings are almost never
wrong. Molly now
held his heart in her hands, but it was going to take a lot more than just love
to protect her from the past she thought she’d buried a long time ago.
Thank you sooooo much Michelle for your support and for letting me sneak a spot on your amazing blog! And 10 Nights... HOT!!!! :D Have a great weekend, Hugs...
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We loved having you Amy! Please keep us updated on what you're doing and feel free to come back! Glad you're enjoying 10 Nights too, but mostly glad that you stopped in to talk about your work!
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Michelle