This is a stop along a virtual book tour for Summertime Dream by Babette James. This is a contemporary romance
available through Amazon from The Wild Rose Press.
Babette will award a
$10 Amazon gift card to two (2) randomly drawn commenters during the tour. To be entered for a chance to win, leave a comment below. To increase your chances of winning, feel free to visit other tour stops and leave comments there, too.
Also, during this tour, Feb 11 – Feb 14, Summertime Dream is free on Amazon. Grab your copy today! (links are below)
fireworks have just begun.
Gordon from Los Angeles to quaint Falk’s Bend. He’s carved a week from his
demanding schedule to list his great-grandparents’ house for sale and explore
his roots. However, disturbing family secrets and the sweet temptation of
writer Margie Olsson derail his plans, challenging him to seize the elusive
dream missing from his hectic life — love.
and she’s ready to move forward. Only, standing up to her loving,
over-protective family isn’t easy. Helping Christopher explore the derelict
mansion and unravel his grandmother’s mysterious past should be a harmless fun
taste of independence. But when her experimental summer fling ignites into
unexpected love, how can her small town dreams work with his big city life?
porch steps, careful to avoid putting the high heels of her sandals through the
old wood. “We’re not wearing the best exploring clothes.” She smoothed her
hands over the skirt of her dress. Both of them were dressed more for church or
a dinner date.
boarded front door, his steady gaze pausing on her mouth before flinching
upward. “You look great. Really pretty in that peach color.” A flush rose in
his cheeks, and he focused on sorting through the neatly labeled ring of keys.
remembering those kisses yesterday? “Thanks.”
swung open both panels, revealing the screen doors and the original ornamented
and leaded glass double entry doors, both curving into a graceful peaked arch
like a church door.
old-fashioned key into the ornate brass lock. He gripped the doorknob and took
a deep breath. “Ready?”
pushed the door inward. Daylight wedged into the short entry vestibule,
revealing another doorway formed by elegant leaded glass sidelights and
transom, and faded across the hardwood floor into the gloomy grand entry hall.
Disturbed dust floated through the sunlight.
flashlight and stepped into the once-majestic hall. Margie followed, nose
wrinkling at the musty stale air. He swung the light upward, revealing an
elaborate lamp fixture hanging from a plaster medallion, the crystal pendants
festooned with spider webs. “Our very own haunted house, huh?”
bio and links:
James writes sweetly scorching contemporary romance and loves reading
nail-biting tales with a satisfying happily ever after. When not dreaming up
stories, she enjoys playing with new bread recipes and dabbling with paints. A
teacher, she loves encouraging new readers and writers as they discover their
growing abilities. Her class cheers when it’s time for their spelling test!
Born in New Jersey and raised in Southern California, she’s had a life-long
love of the desert and going down the shore. Babette now lives in New Jersey
with her wonderfully patient husband and extremely spoiled cats.