Please join me in welcoming author Amber Cross. Today we are spotlighting A Full-Bodied Love. This contemporary romance won The Founders’ Award at Fall in Love With New England reader/writer conference 2021.
ABOUT THE BOOK:
Title: A Full-Bodied Love
Author: Amber Cross
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Lisa Kirkpatrick is stubborn, but she’s not stupid. If this guy needs a cover date to
evade an unwanted admirer, who is she to object? It’s not as if handsome men fall
all over themselves to ask her out. Most don’t even see her. Sure, they know
there’s a woman in the wheelchair, but it would never occur to them that there’s
a woman in the wheelchair. He notices. This solid, fun, straight shooting guy ticks
off every box on her ideal man list. But why do they call him Slick?
Roger Plankey didn’t know what he was missing. Health, prosperity, friends, and
family, he thought his life was full until he walked into the town clerk’s office and
laid eyes on the woman behind the counter. A spunky, independent woman with a
dash of humor and just enough sass to keep him on his toes. She fills that unknown
void in his life like she was made for him. But is there such a thing as too perfect?
EXCERPT (First Meeting):
“If you’re running from the law, you’ve come to the wrong place.”
A woman leaning out of the town clerk’s service window pointed to the police
department across the hall. She wore a black felt witch’s hat, and orange pumpkins
dangled from her ears, as brilliant as the smile on her face.
Well, well, well.
“It’s not the cops I need,” he admitted, approaching the window and thrusting his
hand out in greeting. “I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure. Roger Plankey.”
Her skin was soft against his work-roughened palm, her beautifully manicured
nails a sharp contrast to his blunt-tipped square fingers. Halloween decorations
sparkled on the black-painted ovals, but nothing shone from her left ring finger. He
“Are you new here, Lisa?”
“I’m the deputy clerk. I work when Maisie needs a day off.”
“Ahh, that would explain why we haven’t met before.” Reluctantly, he took his
hand back to retrieve paperwork from the inside pocket of his canvas barn jacket. “I’ve got a bunch of vehicles to register.” He passed the documents through the
window, letting his gaze wander over her pretty face while she scanned them.
Brown hair curled against the brim of her witch’s hat and caressed the nape of her
neck. Thick eyelashes feathered high apple cheeks, and when they lifted, her hazel
eyes reminded him of spring rain on the meadow.
Amber Cross was raised on a family farm in New England, one of a dozen siblings,
each one inspiring her writing in some way. She still lives in that same small town
with her husband and the youngest of their five children. She loves spending time
in the woods, in the water, and watching people because every one of them has a
unique and fascinating story to tell.
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