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A bit about the book
Can a craving for mint chip ice cream and a passion for the theater spark romance? Hunky Clint is younger than Nina. He’s a high school English teacher and a budding playwright. Nina, an actress, is a beautiful, lonely, wealthy widow. What can they possibly have in common? Mint chip ice cream brings them together but there is more to life than ice cream and steamy romance. Can their love of the theater keep them together or will it ultimately drive them apart?
The sultry August air felt
heavy around Nina Wells, and it quickly melted the ice cream in her
sundae. Gazing up at the clear night sky to look for the Big Dipper, Nina dribbled
fudge sauce on her white tee shirt. She reached for a napkin, realized she’d
forgotten to take one, and doubled back to the ice cream stand before the stain set.
Can a craving for mint chip ice cream and a passion for the theater spark romance? Hunky Clint is younger than Nina. He’s a high school English teacher and a budding playwright. Nina, an actress, is a beautiful, lonely, wealthy widow. What can they possibly have in common? Mint chip ice cream brings them together but there is more to life than ice cream and steamy romance. Can their love of the theater keep them together or will it ultimately drive them apart?
Here's a sneak peek
She rushed up to the tiny
counter with the napkin holder right as a tall, good-looking man holding a
double mint chip cone turned. They collided. His ice cream fell onto her
chest, causing her to gasp at the shock of cold against her skin. She looked up
into his light brown eyes as she reached for the melting ball of ice cream.
He grunted and slipped one arm around her to keep her from losing her
footing. She stood wobbling, mesmerized by him; he was almost a whole foot taller
than she with light brown hair and shoulders a mile wide. Nina shifted the ice
cream ball from hand to hand, not knowing what to do with it.
“I don’t think you can put
that back on the cone. Maybe the garbage?” He suggested with a grin.
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