Can Aaron love her, even when she can’t love herself?
Love on the Lake, an emotional small
town, standalone romance from New York
Times bestselling author Helena Hunting is live now!
Teagan
Firestone has always been the dutiful daughter, especially since her mom died.
But as her father finally begins to move on, it’s her turn to do the same. Her
destination: Pearl Lake, a close-knit community with an entrepreneurial spirit
and secrets of its own.
One of
them is Aaron Saunders, who dropped out of college to work construction for
Pearl Lake’s upper class. He’s a mystery and has a playboy reputation—that is,
until he meets Teagan. Neither of them is looking for love, but in a town this
small, it’s hard not to let your heart get involved.
As
their romance heats up, Aaron’s elusive past comes to light and Teagan is there
for him, bringing them even closer together. But when Teagan is forced to face
her own demons, her inability to accept the support of friends and family
threatens the life she’s worked so hard to build.
Can
Aaron love her, even when she can’t love herself?
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Love at the
Lake is the second title in the Lakeside series, and I was eager to discover
Teagan’s story after seeing Van get his happy ever after in Love Next Door.
This title
is an emotional, small-town romance with a hero and heroine who are flawed yet
endearing.
Aaron
Saunders is a mysterious, intriguing, bighearted hero who’s good with his
hands.
Teagan
Firestone is a people pleaser who struggles to recognize her own limitations.
The chemistry
between this pair is undeniable, but it’s the struggles that they faced that made
them all the more realistic, relatable and engaging.
I look
forward to future additions to this series, as I’ve already become captivated
by the small town of Pearl Lake.
She crooks a finger, beckoning me closer. But there’s only six
inches separating us. If I take a step forward, my boots will touch her toes.
So I bend instead, until my ear is next to her lips, like I’m waiting for her
to tell me a secret.
For a moment I consider the fact that I’ve been up and down the
stairs to the loft at least a dozen times. The only air circulation in here is
from a portable fan, so I’ve been sweating and shirtless for several hours. I
might not smell all that fresh.
But that thought disappears when her fingertips drag along my
collarbone and I feel the warmth of her breath at the edge of my jaw.
“Aaron.”
Her palm wraps around the back of my neck. So soft. So warm.
I swallow and grind out, “I’m listening.”
Her thumb finds that spot between my ear and my jaw, and she
presses, gently at first and then more firmly. Her lips brush the shell of my
ear, and she whispers, “Look at me.”
I feel like a marionette, and she’s pulling all my strings. I turn
my head toward her, and her lips brush across my cheek, sending a hot shiver
down my spine, lighting me up like a pinball machine.
Teagan Firestone is a dangerous woman. Sweet, beautiful, broken,
and yet . . . bold and resilient. She’s a lethal combination, and it’s all
compounded when those soft lips meet mine.
I don’t even know what’s happening. Well, I know. I’m kissing her.
Or she’s kissing me. She definitely started it.
It’s like an explosion. Like an entire warehouse of firecrackers
igniting at the same time. I groan into her mouth and wrap an arm around her
waist, pulling her flush against me.
Our tongues tangle, and her other hand grips my biceps, sliding up
and over my shoulder. She knocks my hat off my head, and it drops to the floor
behind me. And then both of her hands are in my hair, sliding through the damp
strands, gripping at the crown, angling my head farther to the side. Deepening
the kiss.
Dragging it out.
