Aspen Dwyer, recently emancipated from foster care, is searching for a place to hide from a past with secrets too dark to share. Honey Creek, Ohio, presents itself as the best place to start a new life and stay undercover. There she meets Colton Moraine, a man with strong family ties and an even stronger sense of loyalty. His boisterous, loving family welcomes Aspen with warmth she hasn’t felt in years. She’s surprised at how quickly and deeply she falls for Colton. When a dangerous criminal comes to Honey Creek, intent on his revenge against her, Aspen must choose between two options. Should she stay and risk her life and the rejection of the people she’s grown to love? Or should she run again, and leave behind any chance of a happy future?
Today, I’m going to share an excerpt from the book Untellable.
I hope you’ll enjoy reading it.
By Suzanne Lilly
Howard Doyle, who spent so much time in the diner he had his own permanent barstool, said, “So I hear you met the new girl who showed up in Honey Creek yesterday.”
At the mention of Aspen, my jaw tightened. She was smart-alecky, abrupt, and stubborn. On top of all that, her hair smelled of flowers, captured the sunlight, and sparkled like glittering jewels. Darn it.
I turned to face Howard. “She’s just some summer help for Aunt Linda up at the lodge. She’ll be gone in a couple of months.”
“Huh.” Howard took a sip of coffee. “That’s all?”
I pondered the question for a Midwestern minute then mimicked Howard’s favorite expression. “Ah-yep.” I punctuated my answer with a sip of coffee, Howard style.
Howard cackled. “Don’t go making fun of me. I saw her flip you off. Right here on Main Street. In broad daylight.”
Double darn it. Howard had probably told every customer at the restaurant about my encounter with Aspen yesterday. “Mary Sue, has Eulalie finished making those pancakes yet?” I asked as she refilled my coffee cup. If I could just eat and get out of here, my day would improve immensely.
Carter Dick joined the conversation from his seat farther down the bar. “The rumor mill says you whistled at her. What’s wrong with you, man?”
“I didn’t whistle at her,” I groused. “I was trying to get her attention.”
Carter laughed. “Well, you certainly did that, from the sounds of it.”
Howard joined in. “Hers and everyone else’s too.” This time Bess and Mary Sue laughed along with the guys.
“If those pancakes don’t get here soon, I’m walking out of this place,” I threatened. “All this ribbing is making me lose my appetite.”
“Incoming at two o’clock,” Carter warned.
I thought he meant the pancakes, but when I looked in the direction he nodded, I saw Aspen, riding Aunt Linda’s pink beachcomber, her honey blonde hair flowing behind her like waves on the lake.
“Speak of the devil.” Howard slapped his hand on the counter.
Terrific. What else can happen to spoil my day?
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