Thursday, June 1, 2017

Becky Flade Takes Us Back To Trapper's Cove & I Want To Move There

Weird title, I know. 

But when you get to know an author's literary town and the people in it, you end up wanting to have coffee with all of them. And yes, Trapper's Cove, MN has seen it's share of drama and danger, as proven in Fated Souls and Fated Hearts. But its delightful quirk and charm have left this girl ready to pack up her silver hatchback and head the hell on out. 

Fated Desires, Becky Flade's latest offering from within the borders of this tiny, peculiar town, introduces us to Jenna Gavin, a divorcee who ends up there by way of a search for a new life and new beginnings. Add in a sexy young baseball player named Gabriel and... well, you can imagine the rest. One of my favorite things about romance novels is that you are guaranteed witty banter, new love, butterflies and, if you're lucky, a smattering of steamy sex scenes. And I'd lay my rep on the line to say that Becky, for me, has never disappointed. 

Details, you need details. Well, Mama's got you:

Fated Desires

Jenna Gavin is searching for a fresh start and, more importantly, for balance. Her heart, and perhaps the hands of fate, have led her and her son to Trappers' Cove, Minnesota. Settling in the small, quirky town, she's not in the market for a casual relationship but finds herself in one with the young widower next door.

Former shortstop, Gabriel Foxx, is drawn to his difficult new neighbor. The more the prickly divorcee tries to keep him at arm's length, the more determined he is to break down her walls. He can't avoid the passion Jenna inspires and his friendship with Finn has him yearning for family, but Gabe won't allow himself to feel more.

When friendship grows complicated by stronger emotions and mutual desire just isn't enough, will love be worth the risk?

Fated Desires

The Bio of Miss Flade:
Home is where the heart is and I make mine with my very own knight in slightly tarnished armor in southeastern Pennsylvania. When I’m not busy living my own happily ever after, I’m writing about someone else’s.

Contact Details (cuz trust me, you want to find her):

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Now enjoy the following excerpt from Fated Desires!

She had drifted closer to him. Or him to her. Jenna couldn’t be sure. But it would take only a shift of balance to touch her body to his. Life was about balance. And the shifting of worlds. In the space of a day her world had changed for better and for worse. She’d spent the previous nine years trying to find her balance again.

Jenna felt the familiar kick of desire. She’d never understood the girls who spoke of butterflies and stirrings. For her it was more akin to a donkey kick—pleasurable, sure, like the first jolt of caffeine in the morning and as sure and swift and strong. Her pulse sped up and she knew the vein in her neck would visibly pulse; it did when she was angry and when she was aroused. Gabe was sure to notice it. As she noticed his heart pounding against her palm in a rhythm she found seductive.

She raised her gaze from the back of her hand. His mouth was aligned with her own. She hadn’t realized how close in height they were. All she had to do was…shift.

“This is the longest conversation we’ve had.” Her voice was husky; she heard it, knew he would. He shifted, imperceptibly but she sensed it.

“Maybe this,” his voice was husky too, “is why.”

She thought she knew what he meant. The tension between them was awareness.

“The day we met I wanted to get close enough to see what color your eyes were. They’re gray. Like storm clouds. Perfect.”

Jenna could feel his breath on the flesh of her lips and her nipples tightened.


Finn’s shout was punctuated by his feet drumming down the stairs. Gabe brushed his lips over the curve of her cheek, his eyes conveying amused regret, and slipped out the back door, barely making a sound. Jenna grabbed the counter and breathed. She needed to settle herself before her son found his way to the kitchen.

What the hell?

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