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?’
Okay? Well. Um. At this point I have to admit that now I look like the crazy person in the room.
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.