21 August 2016

Sunday Snips & Stuff--A Dream for Lani (Beneath Southern Skies Book 2)

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Cosseted all her life, Lani Moore inherits a fortune, but yearns for a loving family. The chance to grab that arrives when two youngsters talk her into taking a flat in their house. Their father, Ryan, is enchanted by the air of intriguing melancholy about his new tenant. Will Lani’s lonely heart find the love she wants above all else?
“I believe this is the best book I have ever read! I probably think something similar when I finish a book, but I have never before printed the words. Lani Moore had relocated to Victoria, Australia, to try to start over. Never again would she allow anyone to get close to her just because she was rich. She wouldn’t lie about it; she would just keep her mouth shut. She had always been quiet and withdrawn from the hub of activity, so that should not be too hard! When she met Ryan Bachus, a realtor, she thought she noticed some interest—until she mentioned that she needed a farm to board her horse…
Ms. Tricia McGill keeps enticing us into the story with her wit and charming manner of writing. Of course, there is love and there is disaster. The love ebbs and flows and the “near hits and misses” just tug at the heartstrings. The ending may be predictable (after all, who wants a bad ending) but the journey is unforgettable! I urge you to read this winner!”
Overall rating: 5 stars Reviewer: Brenda Talley TRS

The morning sun streaming in through a large window now at his back momentarily blinded her, and formed a halo about his dark head.

He waved the folder. “I didn’t hear you come in. Sorry about the language. I never can find anything in these damn things.” He came closer, and with a friendly grin, said, “Give me a computer any time.” It seemed to Lani the world stood still as he clasped her hand and shook it. “Ryan Bachus. What can I do for you?”

Lani stepped back a pace as he released her. Every nerve ending tingled. This was weird; men didn’t usually have this effect on her. “Lani Moore.” She put her hands behind her back when she realized they were shaking. “Your receptionist sent me in.” With her head she motioned to the outer office.

He was a good head taller than her, and she wasn’t short by any means. For the first time in ages Lani didn’t feel gangly.

“Please take a seat.” He waited until she sat then went around the huge desk and sat behind it. It seemed to her he studied her intently for a moment as he settled.

A hairdresser did her best with Lani’s dark brown hair, shaping it to curve softly to where it fell just below her shoulders. The style suited her oval face, but she knew there was nothing extraordinary about her looks. She had a flawless complexion and clear hazel eyes, a too full mouth, high cheekbones and a chin she thought too severe—looks that didn’t merit second glances from men.

He on the other hand had the kind of face and physique that would attract many glances from women. There was an aura of raw sexuality about him that made her mouth go dry. And his dark brown eyes were incredible. Here was a man who knew his worth and was in complete control of his life.

Lani shook herself as she realized she was staring at him.

“Please forgive my casual appearance,” he said.

When she’d caught him on his knees her eyes were drawn to the muscular thighs beneath the denim, and briefly she’d wondered why a businessman should be dressed in jeans and a sport shirt. She shrugged.

“Greg, my partner, has been called out suddenly. A family catastrophe. I was forced to give up one of my rare days off to take his place.” He grinned again. “I was rather enjoying my holiday too.” The look that crossed his eyes intimated the pastime he’d been involved in must have included a woman.

A kind of cloud settled over her and Lani wondered what was wrong with her. Why should she be upset that a man she’d just met had a woman in his life? He was the kind of man who would attract the opposite sex wherever he went. A very masculine man, who probably had the entire female population panting after him as she was now.

“So, Miss Moore?” Ryan noted her slender fingers were bare of rings. Was she living with a man? Somehow that idea made him feel annoyed. Why, he didn’t want to question. “Getting married? Needing a new home? Or just fed up with your present living arrangements?”

Ryan straightened the papers on his desk as he let her name roll around in his head. She was as unusual as her name. Her gorgeous hair shone. Not what you would call a beauty in the classical terms, and the air of melancholy about her intrigued him. Her clothes were nothing out of the ordinary. Obviously expensive but not striking. Her defiant little chin jutted warningly; here was a woman who didn’t suffer fools. But contrarily she seemed uneasy and self-conscious with him. Glancing about nervously she allowed him to study her profile; her perfect nose and that dainty chin.

“I’m looking for a farm, or a small property. I want to buy not rent.”

Ryan mulled that over. She hadn’t said whether she was married or not. Perhaps she had a partner. “How small? How many children do you have that need all this space?” Ryan felt stupid. Why was he so keen to learn her marital state? What did he care if she had a dozen kids?

“Children? Why, none.” She gave him an old-fashioned look. Had she guessed he was fishing? “I have a horse.”

Ryan’s insides lurched, and he stifled a groan. A bloody horse!

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  1. Tricia can write romance! Lovely teaser!

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