Now Available~ Bourdon Love Notes by Shari Ryan
Title: Bourbon Love Notes
Series: Barrel House #1
Author: Shari J. Ryan
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: January 13, 2020
Blurb
In a split second, life can steal a last breath ... and
derail all future plans.
While flying home after a phone call that left me
heartbroken, a row to myself would have been ideal. Instead, I was unknowingly
sitting shoulder to shoulder with a strikingly attractive single dad and
ex-Marine. I could have pretended
not to notice the man, but there was something familiar about him.
not to notice the man, but there was something familiar about him.
It didnāt take long before I pieced together where I knew
him from or why he was back in my life.
With chaos holding me hostage, I wanted to hide but couldnāt
avoid Brett Pearson, our old family friend, and my teenage crush, because he
kindly offered to help out with my familyās businessāThe Barrel House.
Handling my fatherās distillery would be a distraction from
my brutal reality. Except, I never paid close attention to the art of making
bourbon, unlike Brett, who was full of bourbon knowledge. He offered to teach
me a thing or two, but all I could focus on was the way his lips moved when he
spoke to me.
I needed to grieve, and my head was in the wrong place at the wrong time, but my heart was splitting at the seams.
Bourbon was spilled, drinks were shared, but could passion
ignite from a dying last wish?
My Five Star Review
Second chance romances. I love to read them and this one has a unique quality. A second chance for both of them to rekindle what they were to young to appreciate with to little time. Now thrown together under unhappy circumstances. The title of this book is more than just a title, it is what binds the characters as a family. Notes, they are different types of notes other than the ones you write. There scents with hidden notes and the same is true for bourbon. The notes that hold Brett and Melody together are from the one she gulped for courage when she was a child and needed courage to the ones that her father crates for them. They all holds memories and possibilities of what could be more.
A beautiful romance that teaches us more than entertains us. Brett and Melody and the notes of their romance are felt through the words on the pages of this amazing romance
Second chance romances. I love to read them and this one has a unique quality. A second chance for both of them to rekindle what they were to young to appreciate with to little time. Now thrown together under unhappy circumstances. The title of this book is more than just a title, it is what binds the characters as a family. Notes, they are different types of notes other than the ones you write. There scents with hidden notes and the same is true for bourbon. The notes that hold Brett and Melody together are from the one she gulped for courage when she was a child and needed courage to the ones that her father crates for them. They all holds memories and possibilities of what could be more.
A beautiful romance that teaches us more than entertains us. Brett and Melody and the notes of their romance are felt through the words on the pages of this amazing romance
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Excerpt
Copyright 2019 -
Shari J. Ryan
How can Dad be
thinking about so much when he doesnāt know if there will be a tomorrow? I
canāt believe he already hired someone to run the business. I canāt pretend
like I ever had intentions of taking over the shop, even knowing Dad wouldnāt
be able to run it forever, but the thought hadnāt crossed my mind because Dad
is supposed to live well past his retirement age. Nothing has gone as I have
planned since I graduated college, and while I have traveled along with the
bumps in the road, everything feels like itās crashing down on me now.
Maybe I have no
business being in The Barrel House, pretending like I know everything there is
to know about running a bourbon distillery.
āMelody!ā Itās
Brett. Heās calling after me. Doesnāt he know when a woman runs out a door,
itās probably best not to follow her?
I turn back toward
the firehouse, watching him walk toward me. My instinct forces me to take a
step back, which causes me to trip off the curb. I catch myself on a car,
thankfully, but the carās alarm beeps at me just to add an extra dose of
humiliation to this moment.
My heart is in my
throat, or maybe itās my stomach. My head is spinning and ... why did he have
to come after me?
āI need to get back
home. I should be with my dad,ā I tell him, looking both ways to make sure I
donāt get creamed by a car on top of it all. The coast is clear and I cross the
street, finding my way to Momās car.
āWait up for a
second,ā Brett continues, following me across the street. He places his hand on
the door, preventing me from opening it and jumping inside. āYour dad wanted a
bottle,ā he says, handing me the bottle of Red Apple that Dad did, in fact,
request.
āHow did youāā
āHe called to warn
me that you were on your way down, flustered, upset, trying to be a hero, and
youād most likely forget that he requested a bottle of Red Apple.ā Brett laughs
sweetly, smiling benevolently. āIām not trying to take over your family
business, despite what you might be thinking. My dad has been a barrel supplier
for your dad since before either of us were born. I was just asked to come help
you guys out.ā
āI know.ā In truth,
I donāt understand much of anything now. Iāve been going a mile a minute since
I got that letter yesterday. Iāve been awake since five this morning, and Iām
exhausted. āThank you for coming to help,ā I offer sincerely, wishing he would
move his hand from my door.
āIām sorry for what
youāre going through. I wouldnāt wish this on anyone.ā The look in Brettās eyes
triggers more pain in my stomach. Iām losing my dad.
āI donāt know what
else to do right now other than help him, and being in his shop feels like the
only way I can help,ā I explain.
The backs of my eyes
burn. Iām supposed to be the strong one, but Iām falling apart. I stare up to
the sky, waning away the threatening tears. Keep it together, Melody. My
body doesnāt respond to my command. Tears trickle, one by one and I gasp for
air as my lungs feel like they are deflating. I place my hands over my face,
embarrassed to be crying in front of Brett Pearson of all people, but the pain
has been building, and though I let a few tears escape this morning at the
airport, it clearly wasnāt enough. āIām sorry,ā I mutter.
Arms envelop me and
my head falls against his firm chest. His embrace is tight and though I donāt know
the adult version of Brett well enough to feel comfort from a hug, the squeeze
is alleviating some of the pressure in my chest.
The rate of my
breaths slow and Iām able to stop the tears from falling. Brett must notice
that Iāve calmed down because his arms release from around me and he takes a
step back. I donāt know what else to say or do aside from searching his
worry-filled eyes as if Iād find the answer there.
He presses the pad
of his thumb beneath my eye and sweeps away a remaining tear. āTake some time
to process it all,ā Brett says, sounding wise beyond his years. āI donāt know
how long youāve known about your Dad becoming sick again, but I doubt thereās
any length of time thatās long enough to accept or adjust to that kind of news.ā
āIām going toāā I
point to the car.
Brett backs away,
slipping his hands into his back pockets. I close myself into the car, rest my
head back, and close my eyes for a minute before starting the engine.
A knock on the
window startles my eyes to reopen. Brett is standing outside of the car holding
up the bottle of Red Apple. I roll the window down and retrieve the bottle.
āThank you,ā I tell him. āFor everything.ā
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Author Bio
Shari J. Ryan is
an International Bestselling Author of Contemporary Romance and Womenās
Fiction.
She lives in
Massachusetts with her husband and two young sons. Shari started her career as a graphic artist
and freelance writer, then found her passion for writing books back in 2011.
She has been slaying words and creating imaginary friends ever since.
With over 125k
books sold, Shariās books have hit Amazon's Top 100 bestseller list, Barnes
& Noble's Top 10, and iBooks at #1.
Some of Shariās bestselling books include Last Words, The Other Blue
Sky, A Heart of Time, and Man Flu from the Man Cave Collection.
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