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Although Sara Walter Ellwood has long ago left the farm for the glamour of the big town, she draws on her experiences growing up on a small hobby farm in West Central Pennsylvania to write her stories. She’s been married to her college sweetheart for nearly 20 years, and they have two teenagers and one very spoiled rescue cat named Penny. She longs to visit the places she writes about and jokes she’s a cowgirl at heart stuck in Pennsylvania suburbia. She also writes paranormal romantic suspense under the pen name of Cera duBois.Where to Find Sara:
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Heartstrings by Sara Walter Ellwood
Publisher: Lyrical Press, Inc. (March 27, 2013)
Genre: Contemporary Romance
The last person Abby Crawford wants to face down is country
music superstar Seth Kendall. Last time she did, she flat-out lied so he’d go
to Nashville without her. She’s never understood why their mutual best friend
proposed, but she went with it so her baby wouldn’t be fatherless. Now she’s a
divorced mother of a teenager, and secretly Seth’s biggest fan.
Seth is home in McAllister, Texas for his father’s
funeral…and a chance to meet the daughter he’s never known. He’s willing to
face the music of his own making and admit he’s known about his little girl all
along. For fifteen years he’s kept his distance because Abby told him to follow
his dreams without her, insisting she didn’t love him. But now he won’t leave
until he knows his daughter and she knows him, even if it means facing the
woman who broke his heart for good.
Confessing she’s lied about her daughter’s paternity all
these years won’t be easy for Abby, especially with her ex blackmailing her to
keep the secret. And Seth doesn’t know the hardest truth of all: Every love
song he plays on his guitar still plucks her heartstrings.
CONTENT WARNING: Spicy sex.
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Heartstrings by Sara Walter Ellwood
Excerpt
Seth leaned in. His lips were close enough to kiss, and his
scent of sandalwood and something exotic enveloped her, taking her back to that
night on the beach. His eyes flashed with the dangerous fire of his temper. It
was similar to the flame of the passion she’d once seen in the green depths.
Abby didn’t expect or want the heat curling in her belly, and shivered with a
sudden and fierce desire.
“I’m her father, Abigail. I wanted to be her father after
she was born. It was you and Mike who insisted I had no business messing things
up.”
“I never said any such thing. You never tried. You just
left.”
He pounded a fist on the counter top so hard she jumped.
“Yes, I left! I wasn’t welcome at home. Dad ran me off with a shotgun. Mike
wouldn’t even let me see my daughter. He made it quite clear you and he were
happily married, and I had no place in your life. I was under contract to be in
Nashville to start recording my first album.”
What did he mean, Mike wouldn’t let him see Emily?
Before she had a chance to voice her question, his eyes
darkened as the pupils dilated, obscuring the stormy green. “But I’m no longer
nineteen and scared shitless. I could make things very rough for you and this
fantasy you’ve got working.”
A cold lump quickly replaced the tangle of heat in her
belly. “What-what do you mean?”
He backed off and tapped the countertop. “I’m talking a
custody battle. I could have a judge order a paternity test. I think we both
know the media hoopla the results would cause.”
Her heart slammed into her chest wall. “You wouldn’t do
that.”
“Try me. Now that I’ve met Emily, I want to get to know
her.” He walked over to look out the kitchen window. The hard line of his jaw
melted, and he swallowed so hard his throat moved up and down. “I was a fool
when I let Mike talk me out of being in her life after she was born.”
“What do you mean?”
He glanced at her. “Don’t pretend you don’t know.”
The strings of guitar music provided a soft counterpoint to
the hard tension in the kitchen. Emily was outside on the patio playing around
with her guitar, waiting for them to finish with the dishes she and Seth had
insisted on doing.
“All I want is to have some time with my daughter. That’s
all I’m asking for.” When he looked over his shoulder at her, sadness replaced
the anger in his eyes. “I’ll keep your little secret. I’ll just be her favorite
singer. The family friend who made it big in Nashville. I don’t want to hurt
her. As much as it galls the hell out of me, I see what Mike means to her.”
He moved toward her and shoved his hands into the pockets of
his jeans. “Besides, I don’t want to hurt Carolann or Frank any more than you
do.” He glanced outside again, his voice husky as he spoke. “But I’ll sue you
if I have to.”
A part of her wanted to give in to him, but a larger part
wanted to punish him. Let him take her to court; she’d make sure the world knew
what kind of jerk Seth Kendall really was.
She gritted her teeth and fisted her hands by her sides.
“I’ll let you have tonight, Seth. But don’t ask for more.”
She turned away and strode through the French doors.
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Thanks so much for stopping by today, Sara! I can't wait to read this one, as well as your other books!
*Sorry about the last minute promo spot---I managed to, somehow, lose the completed interview from Sara, only a few days before the post date, and there was no way to recover them so quickly. It's my fault. Or my computers. I like blaming my computer instead. :D
Enjoy!
Until Next Time,
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