Published by: Swoon Romance
Publication date: November 10th 2015
Genres: Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
His first stop is a communal homestead in the Appalachians of North Carolina, which turns out to be a bohemian paradise. The weed is plentiful, the owners adore him, and the very sight of Cora, their nineteen-year-old goddaughter, makes him want to set up a permanent camp.
Cora warns that she isn’t ready for a serious relationship, but Devin is falling hard. Playful kisses turn into passionate sex, and each day is spent connecting and enjoying the mind-numbing awesomeness—until he makes the mistake of saying “I love you.” Discussing the future kills the good vibes, and Cora pushes him away.
Pissed off and rejected, Devin begins preparing for his next excursion: backpacking India. But just when it’s time to go, the death of one of the homestead’s beloved animals leaves Cora upset and in need of a friend. Devin’s kindness wins him another shot at romance.
With a plane ticket in hand and his pride on the line, Devin and Cora find themselves teetering on the edge of something more.
his fingers rest on her hand a beat longer than necessary. If she noticed, she
didn’t let it show.
They’re good. Raven doesn’t believe in peeling them because why waste the
resources, you know?”
the log fence, and hauled himself up. A sweet scent wafted over from her wet hair.
It was pure and natural, like the earth after a rainstorm.
it from his mouth into his hand. “Thank you, thank you.”
visiting when Walter and Raven brought her home. They said we could name her —
my sister and me. But we couldn’t agree. She wanted Mrs. Jenkins and I wanted
Rainbow. We got in such a fight about it that Raven decided to name her Judy.
It was this huge scandal, and I cried for like three days. Then, I realized I
could just call her Rainbow.”
of carrot. “Kind of outrageously good.”
be a little green in the middle, or a little too dry, but for the most
part—obvious reasons such as spoilage aside—garlic is garlic. Onions are
onions. And potatoes? Hard to go wrong with potatoes. If nothing else you can
mash them up and you’re good to go. But with carrots, they’re either bitter and
awful or completely amazing. There’s absolutely no middle ground.”
“They’re almost always good.”
hit by a carrot truck and bashed in the head with a can of carrots by an
unknown assailant, I can only assume the position the carrots have taken. This
carrot here? It just might be a sign the war is over.”
carrots. Now you can really appreciate the good ones.”
Andi Loveall grew up in the blistering heat of California’s Central Valley and has since traveled far and wide in search of adventure and romance. From the steamy streets of Bangkok to the dancing fireflies of the Appalachians, the places, people and things she has seen have convinced her of two things: Life hurts no matter where you go, and the world is a crazy-beautiful place.
A freelance writer by day and storyteller by night, Andi is on a mission to create characters that come alive in worlds she can’t quite reach. When she’s not writing, she’s usually hula hooping, dying her hair bright colors or making delicious home-cooked meals for herself and the people that she loves.
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