20 April 2015

TASTY VIRTUAL TOUR~EMMA CANE




Ever After at Sweetheart Ranch
Valentine Valley # 6
By: Emma Cane
Releasing April 28th, 2015
Avon


ABOUT THE BOOK~

The only thing hotter than a cowboy...

Math teacher Lyndsay De Luca never surprised anyone-least of all herself-until this summer. First, she secretly published her debut romance novel. Then she started dating Will Sweet, the cowboy of her dreams. And now Lyndsay’s scrambling to hide the juiciest tidbit of all: that the hazel-eyed hero of her steamy fiction is the same guy whose kisses have become her mind-blowing reality.

Is a cowboy in love.

Ever since Will’s high school sweetheart died in a tragic accident, he hasn’t been able to commit to a long-term relationship. Lyndsay is the first woman in years who’s been able to catch-and keep-his attention. She’s fascinated by his work at Sweetheart Ranch, and a glance from her gorgeous brown eyes sends Will’s thoughts wandering. Will she be the one to finally break down the walls around his guarded heart?


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ABOUT THE AUTHOR~
Emma Cane grew up reading and soon discovered that she liked to write passionate stories of teenagers in space. Her love of “passionate stories” has never gone away, although today she concentrates on the heartwarming characters of Valentine, her fictional small town in the Colorado Rockies.
Now that her three children are grown, Emma loves spending time crocheting and singing (although not necessarily at the same time), and hiking and snowshoeing alongside her husband Jim and two rambunctious dogs Apollo and Uma.

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Lyndsay De Luca stood near the picture window in her living room, staring down at the paperback book in her hands, her eyes stinging with tears of joy. The sun glimmered across the cover, a picture of a distant ranch and mountains with a lone cowboy riding his horse in the distance. She let her trembling fingers trace the title, A Cowboy in Montana, and then her own name up above, embossed, with letters as large as the title. This was her book, a book that would be on store shelves across the country in just a month. Soon, readers would be swept away into a story she’d created. She could make them laugh and maybe cry, and escape into a world of happily-ever-afters...
She’d also finally have to tell her friends and family about the secret she’d been keeping. Her day job as a middle school math teacher was very public, and she’d always liked having her writing as something private she did for herself. If her family had known, they’d have constantly asked when she was going to start submitting her work, or if she’d heard back from an editor. She had enough pressure at school and hadn’t wanted any more, interested and supportive though her family might be.
There was another reason she was leery about her revelation, and that reason was now playing catch on Mabel Street, outside her window, with her fourteen-year-old nephew, Ethan.
Will Sweet.
She heard a sharp rapping, and, startled, she glanced up to see him in the center of her picture window as if he’d been framed there, sunlight burnishing his hair. She felt her breath catch and her mouth go dry. 
Grinning at her, his eyes narrowed from the sun, Will spoke through the window with a muffled voice. “You still coming with us to the game?”
She nodded and called, “I’ll grab my purse and meet you out front.”
After pulling on a sweater and sticking a Windbreaker in her purse, she stepped through the door and paused to watch Will throw the ball back to Ethan. If Will caught her staring, he wouldn’t think much of it. He was used to being the center of attention every time he entered a room, with his easygoing charm and killer good looks. He had sandy blond hair that lightened in the sun, and since he made his living as a cowboy on the Sweetheart Ranch, owned by his family, he was outdoors all the time, that tall, lean body honed and chiseled from years of outdoor work. His eyes were a changeable hazel, fringed with thick lashes and full of merriment. The cleft in his chin might as well have winked at each woman he passed, and he had a model’s hollow cheeks. Occasionally those cheeks bore the scruff of a day-old beard, as if he couldn’t be bothered shaving that morning.
“Think fast!”
She flinched as Ethan jumped in front of her, pretending to throw the ball.
“Aunt Lynds, you fall for that every time,” he said, shaking his head.

After pulling her door shut, she punched her nephew playfully in the upper arm, because she was no longer tall enough to wrap an arm around his neck. Ethan was almost as tall as his dad, and his hair had slowly been darkening over the years until now it was a light brown. He had the De Luca brown eyes and his dad’s laid-back manner.
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