Harvest Dance by Jennifer Faye

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Harvest Dance
(Bluestar Island #2)
By Jennifer Faye
Contemporary Romance
Paperback & ebook, 350 Pages
September 12, 2021 by Lazy Dazy Press

“Beneath the harvest moon…
true love can bloom.”

A single dad, who’s in over his head, and an event planner running from her past, are drawn together on charming Bluestar Island by a determined seven-year-old and her escape-artist goat.

Event planner, Charlotte “Aster” Smith, has fled the only life she has ever known. The situation has left her questioning her own judgment as she cautiously tries to create a new life for herself on Bluestar Island. Taking the job of event coordinator for the small town is a step in the right direction. The only problem is it’s currently a part-time position, but the mayor suggests with additional funding the position could transform into a full-time job. In the meantime, she needs a second job in order to stay financially afloat.

Farmer and single father, Sam Bell, is struggling to keep his aging farm from going bankrupt while raising his young daughter. And now that his daughter’s babysitter is heading off to college, he needs help. So when he finds Aster is in need of work, he thinks his problems are solved. But things aren’t always what they seem. And he can’t help wondering what Aster is keeping from him.

In the lingering rays of a Bluestar Island sunset, Sam and Aster find themselves dancing upon the sand. As they help each other heal, the possibility of a future together becomes tangible. But will the ghosts from their pasts extinguish this budding romance?

Includes a delicious recipe for Aster’s Amazing Apple Cobbler!

Bluestar Island series:
Book 1 – Love Blooms
(Hannah & Ethan)
Book 2 – Harvest Dance (Aster & Sam)
Book 3 – A Lighthouse Café Christmas (Darla & Will) 
Book 4 – Rising Star (coming soon)

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About the Author

Award-winning author, Jennifer Faye pens fun, heartwarming contemporary romances with rugged cowboys, sexy billionaires and enchanting royalty. Internationally published with books translated into nine languages. She is a two-time winner of the RT Book Reviews Reviewers’ Choice Award, the CataRomance Reviewers’ Choice Award, named a TOP PICK author, and been nominated for numerous other awards.

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Excerpted from Harvest Dance by Jennifer Faye, Copyright © 2021 by Jennifer Faye. Published by Lazy Dazy Press.

In her rush, she tripped. The man reached out to her, grabbing her upper arms. In that moment, time seemed to stand still. She stared into his eyes his blue eyes. They were the shade of the sky on a sunny, cloudless day. And she felt as though she were getting swept away in his stare.

In his eyes she saw pain a deep pain the kind you didn’t talk about. She noticed the same thing about herself when she looked in the mirror. Sympathy welled up within her. She didn’t know what he’d been through, but having been through her own trauma, she understood this stranger a little better.

The sound of approaching voices broke the time continuum, and suddenly everything sped up. The rush of it all swept the air from her lungs. Had that really happened? Or had she imagined it all?

”Are you okay?” The tone of his voice had suddenly changed to one of concern. She nodded. ”I am. My foot just got caught when I stepped out of the cart.”

He let go of her, and suddenly the skin where he’d once been touching her felt chilled.

She resisted the urge to rub her hands.

As curious onlookers ventured closer to find out the problem, Aster got pushed back toward the sidewalk. And that was fine with her. In fact, it was for the best. Because her reaction to this man’s nearness had shaken her to the core.

It didn’t matter how good-looking he was, how dreamy his baby blues were, or how his crusty exterior was a little bit of a tum on; she was not at all interested in getting involved with anyone. Not a chance. Not after what had happened to her in California. Just the scant thought of Oz left a sour feeling in the pit of her stomach.

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