One more double duty post for the month. Today I’ve got seven paragraphs from Monica’s Match. Monica has a fear of heights, and Jeremiah is helping her down a steep embankment–and helping her achieve victory over her fears.
He maneuvered sideways and down to another root, and Monica followed without missing a beat. He quickened the pace to a rock and then another root. They were almost to the river’s edge. “You’re doing great.”
“I’m going to let you go and hop down the last bit, OK?”
She took a deep breath. “Do it.”
He did, then reached up. “Hand me your load.” He took the poles and blanket and set them by his feet. “You want me to catch you?”
She hesitated and then nodded. “On the count of three. One. Two. Three.” She shut her eyes and half leapt, half fell into his arms. She barely weighed more than a newborn calf.
He hugged her against his chest more tightly then he needed, relishing the feel of her softness. Too bad he hadn’t suggested swimsuits for this excursion. “Got you,” he whispered.
Monica has the ability to see a guy’s aura light up the first time he touches his soul mate, but she’s kept it a secret since her parents shamed her as a child. Still, she decides to start her own matchmaking company—even if she doesn’t advertise her unique ability. Business is so-so until she gets a call to find matches for the singles of the small town of Perry Grove. She’s not looking for love herself but has an immediate attraction to one of her clients. Too bad another woman lit up his aura.
Hunky dairy farmer Jeremiah wants nothing to do with his grandpa’s hare-brained matchmaking scheme but agrees to play along to appease the man who raised him. But when he meets the sexy matchmaker, he starts to rethink his single status. Too bad she’s intent on pairing him up with another woman. If there’s one thing he knows, though, it’s how to be stubborn.