Saturday, November 14, 2015

Accidental Hearts by Michelle Levigne

Back Cover Blurb:
What do Abby Morgan, pilot, and Tyler Sloane, theater director, have in common? Siblings raising children on their own, a tendency for embarrassing accidents, and a voice deep inside asking, When will it be MY turn?

In a summer insane with activities and crises and demanding jobs, Abby and Tyler see an oasis of hope and love in each other … but crossing that desert of responsibilities and commitments might be more than they can manage. Is it a dream, or just a mirage?

Their every attempt to get to know each other fails, until in frustration Tyler decides he must stage the perfect romantic encounter if he and Abby are to ever fly off into the sunset together.

Read an Excerpt:

"All right!" Danny crowed, leaping high and then almost stumbling when he landed.

Chad grinned at him and the two boys slapped palms together, high over their heads. Pam and Candy groaned and rolled their eyes. Abby grinned and shook her head. Not that she was surprised at the children's reaction to the news that she was taking them all home today, and they would just have to stop at the airport to finish an errand -- would the kids mind?

Abby had been a little surprised to get the call from Tanya Sloane, asking her to pick up the kids from day camp. The woman sounded nice, and Abby was flattered that just because Tyler spoke well of her and the children liked each other, she was trusted with the errand. Of course, Tanya would have her number because she knew the name of Abby's business. She just never expected to hear the voice or name of Tyler's wife on her answering machine.

Abby called back immediately, half-prepared to say no, she couldn't, but hadn't Candy been begging to take her new friend to the airport and show off "their" plane? Besides, the best way to kill her daydreams about Tyler was to see the woman who had caught his heart. She was relieved to be able to leave a message on the woman's machine and say yes, she would be glad to pick up the children. She asked if it would be all right to take them to the airport because her niece had been asking, and then bring the children home. If Tanya didn't call, she would assume everything was all right.

Danny and Chad were bouncing around like they had eaten nothing but sugar and Fritos since breakfast. Candy and Pam giggled and held hands and whispered with their heads close together as the troop marched to the Jeep. Abby was still a little shaken after going through what should have been a simple process of picking up someone's children besides her own. Thanks to some problems in the county with children being snatched by non-custodial parents, or strangers trying to take children on their way home from school, security had been tightened up since last summer. Abby could appreciate that. But the staff who checked off each child and made sure they went home with the right parents or guardians had demanded identification before they would let Abby past the barriers set up around the pavilion where the children waited. If Tanya hadn't called and told them she was picking up the children with her permission, Abby had the sneaking suspicion she would be sitting in a police van, being hauled off to the South Royal jail. Or would it be the Metroparks rangers arresting her?

"Be grateful they're so careful," she grumbled, soft enough no one could hear. "They could be so lax all the kids could get kidnapped, and you wouldn't like that, would you?"

Although, hearing some of the tricks Danny and Chad were planning, she wondered if she would feel sorry for the kidnappers. Boys that age were genetically programmed to cause trouble. Some was pure mischief, never meant to cause harm. Other boys went out of their way to cause as much grief and damage as possible. Why couldn't kidnappers snatch trouble-magnets like Ethan Pluch? They would punish themselves and give the boy's family -- and the patrons of the airport -- a respite. The boy was an accident waiting to happen, even when he wasn't up to one of his schemes, and it was always other people who suffered from his shenanigans.

"Hey, where are you guys going?" A tall, thin, dark-haired man waved his arms, leaning out of a candy apple red Jaguar that was double-parked on the far side of the circular drive in front of the pavilion.

Abby glanced around, wondering who he was waving to. She had never seen him or his car before, and she had picked up and dropped off her niece and nephew almost every day since camp started.

"Danny..." Pam stepped over to her brother and put an arm around his shoulders. Both children seemed to go pale under their sunburns and light coating of dust and sweat.

"What's wrong?" Abby immediately felt that tightness in her chest that she labeled her "protective mode." It always worked in her favor; last time she had been able to snatch Chad from under the wheels of an oncoming plane that was landing without the benefit of an engine. Come to think of it, Ethan Pluch had been hanging around the airport that day, but she hadn't been able to find any evidence he had caused the plane's problems.

"That's our dad," Danny blurted, and took a step backwards. The other three children moved with him, reacting to the chill terror in the boy's voice.

"Your dad? But Tyler--"

"Uncle Ty hates his guts, but he won't say it," Pam said. She stepped over to Abby, leading Danny with her, and slid her hand into the woman's. "We're supposed to go home with you, right?"

"That's what your mother said." Abby mentally kicked herself for being stuck in the realization: Tyler Sloane was their uncle, not their father. It replayed five times like a loop program, then she shook her head and broke free. "Why's he here?"

"He's not supposed to be." The little girl's hand felt damp and cold.

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About Michelle:
On the road to publication, Michelle fell into fandom in college (she is a recovering Trekker, and adores “Warehouse 13” and “Stargate SG-1”), and has 40+ stories in various SF and fantasy universes. She has a BA in theater/English from Northwestern College and a MA focused on film and writing from Regent University. She has published 50+ books and novellas with multiple small presses, in science fiction and fantasy, YA, and sub-genres of romance. She has been a finalist in the EPIC Awards competition often since 2004, winning with Lorien in 2006 and The Meruk Episodes, I-V, in 2010. Her training includes the Institute for Children’s Literature; proofreading at an advertising agency; and working at a community newspaper. She freelance edits for a living, but only enough to give her time to write.

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MICHELLE is giving away a copy of ACCIDENTAL HEARTS. The giveaway is only available to U.S. addresses. To be entered in the book giveaway, leave a comment along with your email address. You can enter the book giveaway twice--once on each spotlight post.

Happy Reading!
Caroline Brown


Connie said...

Thanks for sharing this interview and first page of Accidental Hearts.
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Anonymous said...

sounds like a interesting book! Shelia Hall sheliarha64(at)yahoo(dot)com

Rebecca Waters said...

Love the excerpt! You are such a good writer! Uh…email. you have mine for Rebecca Waters

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Thanks for your interview to learn more about you and your books. sm wileygreen1(at)yahoo(dot)com

Merry said...

I love how people meet and fall in love, always an adventure. Accidental Hearts sounds like a great book.
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