It's Here...

 

 

Y'all, Fix You went on sale late last night and I'm already seeing sales. That is exciting! As of this morning, it's available at Amazon as a paperback and ebook and is listed on my Goodreads page. I'll try to get it to BN soon.

 

Thus closes the Walker Family Series...for now. I keep saying "for now" because I have...plans. But as of this moment, Jess's story rounds out the series. I hope you'll all check it out; this series has been the most fun I've ever had writing, and I'm so glad I get to share it.

 

 

Summary:

 

Jessica Walker had the perfect husband, the perfect son, the perfect life…until she realized it was all a lie. In the wake of her husband’s shocking infidelity, she knows only one thing: she has to start over. With her sister’s help, she buys a dilapidated lakeside mansion with the crazy idea of turning it into an inn. If she can survive the renovations – and the attention of her contractor – she just might succeed. At least, she hopes so. But when has anything ever been so simple?

Army Ranger turned contractor Chris Haley has big plans for the inn…and its owner. He’s never met anyone as cool, as blunt, as totally impossible…or absolutely beautiful as Jess. He’s been alone for too long, and he has a feeling she has too, even if she’s hiding behind a bitter exterior as damaged as her new house. When it comes to renovations, hearts aren’t so different from homes.

Select Quotes:

 

“It wasn’t supposed to be this way. Jo was the blind kid running off emotions; Jess was the thoughtful, careful pragmatist who’d married for so much more than the high of stolen tongue ring kisses and the smell of a leather jacket. Jo was the dreamer who thought love compensated for everything; Jess was the realist who searched for love that didn’t need compensating in the first place.”

 

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“You know,” Tam mused, “sometimes I think my total devotion to you leads to some bad decisions.” 

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“Belonging to someone wasn’t the way she’d always thought it was: it wasn’t a cage.” 



 

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           '“Jess,” he said in a careful voice; she pulled the halves of her thin sweatshirt together and folded her arms across it. “What happened with you and him?”

           “Do you mean,” she kicked a toe through the gravel, “why is he acting like a child throwing a temper tantrum? Or,” her voice caught, “what did I do to drive him to this?”

            Bitter, Chris realized, was too delicate a word for her mindset.'