Publisher:
Wild Rose Press
Publication Date: March 12, 2025
Erin Dovetree cannot forgive her father for cheating on her mother years ago and has sworn off men altogether. That is until destiny leads her to her grandmother’s incredibly attractive and mysterious landlord.
William Abbott has lived for over a hundred years, cursed with a static and unnatural existence as punishment for his past sins. Although drawn to the lovely and intelligent Erin, he refuses to subject her to the fate that is his alone to bear.
As Erin pieces together the story of Will’s past and discovers the true cause of his timeless existence, she must reconsider the judgments she has made in her own life. And to have any chance at a life together, she and Will must find answers to the questions that have plagued them both.
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Excerpt:
Erin snorted
quietly. “Meet him? When would I ever meet your landlord?”
“Right now,” replied
her grandmother, as though it were obvious. “I need you to take my rent up to
him.”
“What?” gasped Erin.
“Absolutely not. I am not going up there to check him out, Grandma. I’m sure
our paths will cross eventually.” She added under her breath, “And I’m sure
he’s not as ‘handsome’ as you say he is.”
“Get up, Erin. My
rent check is already made out. It’s under the saltshaker on the table.”
Erin sat up straight
and crossed her arms, feeling like a petulant child. “No, Grandma, I’m not
going up there.”
Her grandmother
rubbed her hands together, then looked up at Erin with a crinkle in her brow
that was designed to elicit sympathy.
“Honey, I really
need you to take it. It’s almost the end of the month, and I forgot to give it
to him when he came for his visit. It’ll be late if I mail it. You know I would
take it up there myself if it weren’t for my arthritis.”
“I’m sure there’s a
grace period,” replied Erin, already feeling her resolve weaken. “Or you can
have Dad do it when he comes over tomorrow.”
“Please, Pumpkin.”
The crinkles in her forehead deepened masterfully. “I would sleep a lot easier
knowing my rent is paid.”
Erin never could
resist a “Pumpkin” plea from her grandmother. She knew she had no choice.
“He’s probably not
even up there,” said Erin, pulling herself up and walking reluctantly to the
table where the check lay, mocking her. She picked it up and slipped it into
the back pocket of her jeans. “There’s probably a mail slot or some basket for
rent checks up there, now that he’s here,” she reasoned, walking to the door.
“Your devious little scheme to have me meet this mysterious Mr. Abbott is not
going to work, you know.” Erin reached for the doorknob. “I’ll be back in a
minute, Grandma. Prepare to be sorely disappointed.”
She could hear the
old woman chuckling from her chair as she closed the door behind her.
Shaking her head,
Erin walked up the three flights of stairs to the apartment where the allegedly
gorgeous Mr. Abbott resided. Half annoyed, and half amused, she wished she
could have just a fraction of her grandmother’s spunk when she turned
twenty-seven later that year, let alone when she was in her eighties.
As she climbed up
the last few steps to the third floor, she scanned the area all around the door
marked 3A for a mailbox or a slot for dropping off rent without success. Too
soon, she thought. The poor guy hadn’t even gotten himself situated yet,
and her grandmother wanted her to stalk him.
Taking a breath,
Erin raised a fisted hand and gave the heavy wooden door three strong knocks.
She would wait about five seconds, and, if there was no answer, she would
return to her grandmother’s apartment victorious.
Two seconds had gone
by when the door opened. “Can I help you?”
Damn it. He was gorgeous.
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