by: Belle Calhoune
Series: Mistletoe, Maine
Genre: Small Town Clean Romance
Release Date: September 28, 2021
Publisher: Forever
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The quaint New England town of Mistletoe is thrilled to welcome back one of their own, Dante West. Now a famous Hollywood action star, Dante is filming a movie in town to help the local economy, as well as make amends with the people he hurt when he abruptly left Mistletoe all those years ago.
Librarian Lucy Marshall isn't thrilled to see Dante. He was once her best friend and first love until he left her behind without a word of goodbye. When Dante makes her an offer she can't refuse -- use of the library as a filming venue in exchange for a lucrative donation, Lucy finds herself spending a lot of time in Dante's company. With the magic of Christmas in the air, Dante and Lucy begin to forge a new bond. But can two people leading such different lives find lasting love the second time around?
He began walking back and forth between rows of trees with Lucy trailing behind him. He stopped in his tracks and looked around. “It’s just like I remembered it. My favorite part of being here was always the sleigh rides and hot chocolate.”
“Mine too,” she said as she took a walk down memory lane alongside him. “Remember the bonfires where we toasted marshmallows after we picked our special tree? And how we would all huddle under blankets on the sleigh rides? Those are some of my fondest Christmas memories.”
“Those were the days,” he murmured. “Wait. I’m going to correct myself. We had our first kiss here. That had to be the best moment I’ve ever spent here.”
First kiss? She knew the exact location of her first official kiss with Dante, and it certainly hadn’t been at Sawyer’s Christmas tree farm.
She eyed him skeptically. “Clearly you’re thinking of someone else. Maybe Gillian Robinson. Or Fran Simmons. We didn’t have our first kiss here.”
Dante’s eyes glinted mischievously. “Oh yes, we did. I can’t believe you don’t remember!”
“Refresh my memory. Please. I can’t wait to rub it in your face just how wrong you are.”
“All right. We were five, maybe six years old. Our families came out here together for some sort of holiday event.”
“Twinkle Under the Stars,” Lucy said. She remembered the event vividly, even though she’d been in first grade. All the decorations for the holiday extravaganza had been stars. Silver, gold, red, and green. It had been a little girl’s dream. And there had been trees shimmering with glittery stars. Lucy had been in six-year-old heaven.
“See. You remember,” Dante said, nodding. “While the adults were listening to Christmas music under the stars, we were having our kiddie party watching Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. When Rudolph fell for Clarice, I was inspired, so I made my move. I kissed you.”
Lucy squealed with outrage. “That wasn’t a kiss. That was you trying to get some Oreo crumbs off my lips because you were the greediest little kid on the planet.”
“Mine too,” she said as she took a walk down memory lane alongside him. “Remember the bonfires where we toasted marshmallows after we picked our special tree? And how we would all huddle under blankets on the sleigh rides? Those are some of my fondest Christmas memories.”
“Those were the days,” he murmured. “Wait. I’m going to correct myself. We had our first kiss here. That had to be the best moment I’ve ever spent here.”
First kiss? She knew the exact location of her first official kiss with Dante, and it certainly hadn’t been at Sawyer’s Christmas tree farm.
She eyed him skeptically. “Clearly you’re thinking of someone else. Maybe Gillian Robinson. Or Fran Simmons. We didn’t have our first kiss here.”
Dante’s eyes glinted mischievously. “Oh yes, we did. I can’t believe you don’t remember!”
“Refresh my memory. Please. I can’t wait to rub it in your face just how wrong you are.”
“All right. We were five, maybe six years old. Our families came out here together for some sort of holiday event.”
“Twinkle Under the Stars,” Lucy said. She remembered the event vividly, even though she’d been in first grade. All the decorations for the holiday extravaganza had been stars. Silver, gold, red, and green. It had been a little girl’s dream. And there had been trees shimmering with glittery stars. Lucy had been in six-year-old heaven.
“See. You remember,” Dante said, nodding. “While the adults were listening to Christmas music under the stars, we were having our kiddie party watching Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. When Rudolph fell for Clarice, I was inspired, so I made my move. I kissed you.”
Lucy squealed with outrage. “That wasn’t a kiss. That was you trying to get some Oreo crumbs off my lips because you were the greediest little kid on the planet.”
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She is a Publisher’s Weekly bestselling author as well as a member of RWA’s Honor Roll. In 2019 her book “An Alaskan Christmas” was made into a movie (Love, Alaska) by Brain Power Studios and aired on UPTV. She is the author of over 40 novels and published by Harlequin Love Inspired and Grand Central Forever Publishing.
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