A Shadow on the Ground by Rebecca Lee Smith
Morgan Maguire is afraid to believe in second chances. The family orchard is failing, her twin brother is being framed for murder, and the sharks are circling. The tough exterior she’s spent years hiding behind is beginning to crumble, just as the man who shattered her heart is back in her life. Gage Kirkland is as compelling and magnetic as ever, and he’s offering the kind of help she may not be able to refuse. But can she trust him?
To finance his troubled son’s therapy, Gage, a former investigator, takes one last job–recovering a stolen Civil War artifact. Unfortunately, it’s in the possession of the woman he left behind, the woman who’s haunted his dreams ever since. The electricity between them still crackles, but unless he helps exonerate her brother and finds a way to confess his true reason for returning, how will he ever recover Morgan’s heart?
Published July 2013
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Gage leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. The words weren’t exactly pouring out.
He took a deep breath and clasped his hands in front of him, like a preacher signaling for the congregation to bow their heads. Then he took another breath and plowed ahead.
“Jeremy lost his mother two months ago, and he’s a mess right now. He keeps lashing out at me, hoping to make me hurt as much as he does. I’m sure you’ve figured that out. But I want you to know I did not kill my ex-wife—his mother.”
“I didn’t think you did,” Morgan said.
“It was an accident. There were extenuating circumstances which Jeremy blames me for. But I did not—I could never—” He lifted his eyes and looked at her. “I don’t want you to think badly of me.”
“That’s why you came back here tonight? So I won’t think badly of you?”
“Yes. I mean, no. I just—”
“Well, I do think badly of you. I’ll always think badly of you.”
“You don’t mean that.”
“Why not? I can think badly of you if I want to. Most girls have a guy in their past they wish they’d never met. You’re mine. Of course, most girls don’t get to experience the thrill of having the guy show up out of the blue twelve years later. With his kid. On the worst day of their lives.”
“If I’d known you were going to find a dead body today, I would have waited until tomorrow to show up.”
She leveled her gaze at him. “I can’t tell you how much better that makes me feel.”
Rebecca lives with her husband in the beautiful, misty mountains of East Tennessee, where the people are charming, soulful, and just a little bit crazy. She’s been everything from a tax collector to a stay-at-home mom to a house painter to a professional actress and director. When she’s not churning out sensual romantic mysteries with snappy dialogue and happy endings, she likes to travel, go to the Outer Banks for her ocean fix, watch old movies, hang out at the local pub, and make her day complete by correctly answering the Final Jeopardy! question.
Twitter – @rbeccaleesmith
Amazon Author Page – http://amzn.to/1aEqJo4
What are four things you can’t live without?
My kids, books, TV, and chocolate. Okay, I could probably live without chocolate. But would I want to?
What is your favorite television show?
The sublimely addictive Downton Abbey. I am also obsessed with Project Runway, Top Chef, Elementary and Castle. I still watch Grey’s Anatomy, although it’s become so predictable, as soon as Sandra Oh jumps ship, I’m right behind her.
What is something you’ve lied about?
My weight. I’m usually within five to eight pounds, but I always go to the lowest number I think I can get away with.
Who is the last person you hugged?
My son. He’s moving to Cincinnati and just left for the weekend to look for an apartment. He’s thirty-one-years-old, hasn’t lived at home in years, and I still cry when he leaves. He’s the kid that can make me laugh every day no matter what. My husband says I’m sad when he goes because I’ve lost my entertainment.
What is the story of your first kiss?
I don’t count the one a boy in my Sunday school class gave me behind the door to the Fellowship Hall when I was five. I was a late bloomer and didn’t get my first real kiss until I turned eighteen at college. It happened under a streetlight on the steps to my dorm. He said, “Have you ever been kissed before?” And I said, “Not really.” He said, “Then I guess we’ll have to fix that, won’t we?”
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