A Portland ME Christmas Novella
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release: November 1, 2018
Faith failed him.
Ambition drove her.
Serendipity brought them together.
They’ve never met, but their paths run in the same direction—home for the holidays.
Yet their reasons for leaving are as different as the reasons they return.
Meeting by chance along a 1400 mile stretch of highway when a snowstorm grinds traffic to a halt, they have no choice but to jointly ride it out.
Exposing a common thread, leading them from the past to the present, it’s through the innocent eyes of a toddler, they discover a future.
Amazon CA: https://amzn.to/2CQ7L6N
Amazon UK: https://amzn.to/2PESvRb
Amazon AU: https://amzn.to/2PCFDek
Barnes & Noble: https://bit.ly/2Q4qP4N
Freya Barker loves writing about ordinary people with extraordinary stories.
Driven to make her books about 'real' people; with characters who are perhaps less than perfect, but just as deserving of romance, thrills and chills, and some hot, sizzling sex in their lives.
A recipient of the RomCon “Reader’s Choice” Award for best first book, “Slim To None”, and Finalist for the Kindle Book Award with “From Dust”, Freya has not slowed down.
She continues to add to her rapidly growing collection of published novels as she spins story after story with an endless supply of bruised and dented characters, vying for attention!
Social Media Links:
Release Notifications: https://www.subscribepage.com/FreyaBarkerReleaseNotification
In the Series: (stand alone)
From Dust (Portland ME Series #1)
Cruel Water (Portland ME Series #2)
Through Fire (Portland ME Series #3)
Still Air (Portland ME Series #4)
Amazon US: https://amzn.to/2Oic4tu
Barnes & Noble: https://bit.ly/2SzQ0y0
“Is that one for me?" she asks, more collected now that she's dressed.
Sort of. The tight yoga pants and fitted shirt leave more to the imagination than those bulky towels did.
"It is, and if you're hungry, there is food in the cooler. Courtesy of Syd."
"Did you call her already?" Tana asks, while digging to find herself something to nosh on. She pulls out a baggie of vegetables and some sliced cheese. "This good for you?"
"Perfect, and no, I forgot. I'll do it right now."
When I slip my phone from my pocket, Tana makes a move to get back up—presumably to give me some privacy—but I quickly reach out and press a hand to her knee just as Syd answers.
"Took you long enough. I thought for sure we'd have to chase you down again." I chuckle at Syd's mock scolding.
"We just found a room. It's mayhem out on the roads."
"We?" Trust her to get stuck on that little word and I roll my eyes heavenward. "No half measures for you. Clearly. The woman I had on the phone earlier?" Syd barely gives me a chance to respond, and her volume has risen such that the woman sitting next to me can hear her side of the conversation just fine, judging by the tensing of her muscles under my hand.
"Yes. We're stuck in a snowstorm and since the roads up ahead are closed, just about every bed in a fifty-mile radius was taken. We lucked out."
"I don't understand—you're traveling together?"
"No, Tana's car is at the bottom of a ditch. I just happened to pass by and spot it."
"Jesus! Are they okay?"
"They're fine, just shaken up. Flynn is already asleep."
"Is that the name of her daughter? It's pretty."
"So is she. Spitting image of her mother." Never mind that she's sitting right next to me.
There's nothing I'm saying I don't want her to know. Besides, if she is half as observant as I suspect she is, she already knows how I feel. No way my hard-on will let up with her squirming in her seat.
"You sound smitten." I can hear the smile in her voice.
"Quite possibly," I admit with a sideways glance at Tana.