Grace goes to New York to search for her father--and ends up getting drawn into a frenetic life among Manhattan's uber-rich. But when her new marriage collapses in a firestorm of scandal, she flees home to California to recover.
After his college girlfriend dumps him without explanation, Logan spends eight years building his career and sampling some of L.A.'s finest talent. Now that Grace is back in town, he can't stop thinking about her and wondering, What if...?
Sometimes first love deserves a second chance.
Genre: FICTION / Romance / ContemporarySales of Coming Home are highest in the US on Amazon, with additional sales on Apple (iTunes) and Barnes & Noble. Portuguese translation sells well in Brazil.
"Grace?"
Her fingers tightened on the wooden armrest, but otherwise she remained still, eyes closed. A light breeze rustled through the leaves above her, providing welcome relief from the unseasonable heat of the day.
"Grace!"
Twenty-nine was too old to start having hallucinations, wasn't it? Yet the voice was unmistakable. And getting closer.
Slowly, she opened her eyes and blinked.
There he was. All six feet, two inches of him. His blue eyes glinted behind gold wire frames. Wild black hair curled over his ears. She recalled the texture of those strands, gliding through her fingers. Dark scruff dotted his jaw. The ubiquitous backpack hung off broad shoulders. A faded Caltech T-shirt stretched across a chest that seemed even wider than she remembered. But the waist and hips, encased in worn jeans, looked as lean as ever.
The years fell away. She was eighteen again, her heart racing, her thoughts scattering.
He moved closer, bending forward, as if to catch her eye. His lips, which had tasted every intimate inch of her body, curved into a smile. "Grace King! I can't believe it. What are you doing back in L.A.?"
"Logan." She rose from the bench, struck anew by how small she felt standing before him. He towered above her, a full head taller than her ex-husband. Instinctively, she tensed. Don't be an idiot. She forced her muscles to relax. Even managed the semblance of a smile. "It's good to see you. How have you been?"
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Author review: Wonderful to work with! Completed translation well ahead of schedule. Highly recommend! |
