Please welcome the lovely Tamara Hoffa! She`s here to share some info on her new release, Fetching Love.
As a fourteen year old, Megan Malone thought Chad Ryan hung the moon, but the boy of her dreams was already a man. Chad left town for seven years. Now he’s back. He’s the new veterinarian in town and he’s working for her dad, in the Animal clinic that she manages. Never mate a dog from your own kennel, so the saying goes, but…
Chad Ryan is a dog. The skinny little girl who used to trail after him like a lost puppy, is now a beautiful woman. He has no business even noticing. On the heels of a failed relationship, and the beginning of his career, there is no time for love in his life.
A matchmaking mom and dad, a boisterous yellow lab and fate have different plans. When it’s dropped in their path, no dog can resist Fetching Love.
The back door swung open and Chase sauntered in. “Hi, Ma. It smells great in here.” He snatched a slice of tomato from the board in front of her and she slapped at his hand. “Get out of that, you. The tomatoes are for the sauce.”
“You’re making sauce and Sam and I didn’t get an invite for dinner?” He gave her his best puppy dog face.
“We’re having Megan and Doc over for dinner,” Chad interjected before his mother could speak.
“I’m making plenty. I’ll send some home with you and you can make my Samantha some nice spaghetti for dinner.”
Chase looked crestfallen. “Aww, come on Ma. You know I hate to cook.”
“Yes, I know, but Sam has been working too hard and she is big as a house. It’s the least you can do for her. All you have to do is boil up some noodles.”
“I’m telling her you said she was big as a house,” he teased.
Wiping her hands on her apron she placed her hands on her hips and gave her middle son the stare. Chad turned back to his tomatoes so he didn’t get caught in the crossfire. “I beg your pardon, young man. Did you just threaten your mother?”
Chad struggled to keep a straight face, laughing now would earn him a smack in the head, but it was so funny to see his itty bitty mother squaring off with her six foot plus son. Watching out of the corner of his eye he saw Chase drop his head and mutter, “No, ma’am. I was only teasing.”
Chad bit his cheek and continued to peel tomatoes.
“Shoo, you two. Get out of my kitchen. Go eat your lunch in the living room.” She took the knife from Chad’s hand and pushed him toward the door.
He grabbed the bag of food from the table. “Grab us a couple beers, Chase,” he tossed over his shoulder as he exited the room.
They settled themselves on the sofa and Chad pulled the sandwiches and chips from the bag, along with some napkins. “I got you roast beef. That okay?”
“It’s great. So, how’s the new job going?”
They made small talk while they ate. Catching up on the goings on of the ranch and local gossip. When they had finished their sandwiches Chase sat back on the couch, took a long sip of his beer and leveled his gaze on Chad. “Okay, spill. I can tell you have something on your mind, so quit pussy footing around and let me have it.”
“I never could get away with anything around here. I swear, between you, Chance and Ma, a man doesn’t stand a chance.”
“Okay, okay. Well, you remember Doc’s daughter, Megan?”
“How could I forget? That poor girl had such a crush on you. She followed you around like a little puppy. Oh, no. She’s not still trailing after you, is she?”
“I wish,” Chad muttered.
Chase stuck a finger in his ear and wiggled it. “Did I just hear you right? You want little Megs following you around?”
“Obviously you haven’t seen little Megs in a while. She’s not so little anymore. In fact, she’s a stone fox.”
“Seriously? So, what’s the problem?”
“I don’t know what to do. She runs the All About Animals office now, we work together. I know I shouldn’t pursue her, but I can’t get her out of my mind.”
“Is she still stuck on you?”
“I really don’t know. She always acts very professionally, but every once in a while I think I catch her watching me.”
“So, ask her out. The worst she can do is say ‘no’”
“No, that’s not the worst she could do. We work together. What if it doesn’t work out?”
“What if it does? Are you really such a chicken shit that you’re willing to ignore your feelings for this girl because of a maybe?”
“I don’t know. Julie really—”
Chase interrupted. “Screw Julie.”
“Been there. Done that. Got the broken heart to prove it.”
“So you are a pussy. You’re going to let that gold-digging bitch dictate your actions for the rest of your life?”
“No, of course not. I’m just wary. I thought she was the one and she wasn’t at all who I thought she was. What if I’m wrong again? What if Megan doesn’t even want to go out with me?”
“You’ll never know if you don’t ask, but the way that girl mooned after you in high school, I can’t imagine her saying no.” He paused and sat forward on the couch. “Seriously Chad. Samantha is the best thing that’s ever happened to me in my life. I want that for you too. Take a chance. Ask the girl out and see where it goes from there. You’re both adults now. If it doesn’t end up being a forever romance, it doesn’t mean you can’t still work together. Hell, I’m still friends with a lot of the women I dated before I met Sam. Even if it ends, it doesn’t have to end badly. As long as you don’t do something stupid and screw around on her or some shit like that.”
“You know I would never do that.”
“Yes, I know and I don’t think Megan would either. I’ll admit I haven’t seen her in a while, but you know how gossip is in this town and there have been no rumors about Megan. I don’t think I’ve ever even heard about her dating anyone. So if she has, it couldn’t have been serious or it would have made the grapevine.”
“That’s for sure. I think everyone in town knew the day you took Sam to your little league game. I heard about it all the way in Knoxville,” Chad said with a laugh.
The look on Chase’s face made the decision for him. His brother’s face practically glowed with love and contentment. Chad wanted that for himself. He needed to man up and take the chance. Megan was worth it. He would ask her out tonight.
As Carolyn rose and began to clear the table, Chad turned to her. “Would you like to take a walk and let dinner settle a little before we have coffee and dessert?”
She glanced at her father and he nodded slightly, giving his silent consent. “I’d love to.”
Chad rose from the table and pulled back her chair. He was such a gentleman. He extended his hand and she placed hers in it, loving the feel of his calloused palm against her smooth skin.
The sun had set while they were eating and stars twinkled in the clear night sky. That was one of the advantages of living in the country, no city lights to dull the beauty of the stars. Megan took a deep breath and the scent of pine and hay tickled her nose, along with a hint of Chad’s spicy cologne.
They walked down the porch steps and Chad put his arm around her shoulders. She stopped and looked up into his face. “Okay, what the hell is going on, Chad? You’re acting really strange tonight. What’s with all the touching?”
Chad pulled her around the corner of the house and stopped. He framed her face with his hands and leaned in to brush his lips across hers. Megan stiffened for a moment and then allowed herself to melt against him. His thumbs brushed across her cheekbones and his hands slid into her hair as he gently made love to her mouth.
His lips were so soft as he pressed tender kisses to the corner of her lips and then swept his tongue along her lower lip. She opened to him and he deepened the kiss, gently sweeping the inside of her mouth and causing a sigh to escape her lips. Her arms crept around his shoulders and she leaned into his body, the brush of her breasts against his hard chest a delicious torture.
He pulled back from the kiss slightly, nibbling her lips and then planting small kisses down her cheek to the crook of her neck. He inhaled and held her close for a moment, before leaning back and looking deeply into her eyes. “I’m tired of fighting my attraction for you. You make me crazy. Do you feel it too?”
“You know I do, Chad.” She laughed. “I was going to make a play for you tonight and see if you were really interested or if I was just imagining it.”
“Great minds think alike,” he said with a quick hard kiss to her lips. “So, will you go out with me then?”
“On a real date? Like a, get dressed up and go somewhere nice, kinda date?”
“Yep. I’ll take you anywhere you like. Maybe you could wear a dress for me and I could get a glimpse of those sexy legs of yours I’ve been dreaming about being wrapped around my waist.”
Megan slapped his arm and blushed to the tip of her toes. “I don’t think I own a dress, and I don’t have sexy legs. I have chicken legs.”
Chad smacked her ass. “Cut it out. I love your body and I won’t have you insulting my taste.”
Megan raised an eyebrow. “You love my body?” she asked shyly. “You don’t think I’m too skinny and…” She waved a hand over her chest. “Small.”
He slid his hands from her waist to cup her breasts. “More than a mouthful is a waste,” he said, stealing another kiss. “And I think you are just perfect.”
Megan felt her heart swell with…dare she even think it, love. Hell yeah. Of course it was love. She’d been in love with him since she was fourteen years old. God, I hope I don’t get my heart broken.
“We better get back inside before your dad eats all the cheesecake.”
“Cheesecake? Damn, let’s go,” she said as she tugged him toward the front door.
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Tamara Hoffa lives in central Tennessee, with her husband of 30 years, her three grown children, two grandchildren, 4 dogs and 2 cats. Tamara started reading when she was four years old and has rarely been seen without a book at hand since. At home you will usually find her in “nana’s chair” with her kindle, her laptop or one of her precious, precocious grandson’s in her lap. Tamara is an author, a reviewer, an editor, a professional reader and runs the SSLY blog with her best friend of thirty years, Beverly Ovalle. Tamara is proof positive that it’s never too late to reach for your dreams.
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Other books by Tamara
Heart of a Soldier
A Special Kind of Love