![]() Praise for Between Hope and the Highway “Stastny has weaved an endearing tale with Between Hope and the Highway. It is a beautiful story about love, loss, redemption, and forgiveness of not only others, but most importantly, ourselves. This is more than a love story, it is a story of family and coming together." –Jennifer Peel, author “...an epic tale of romance, unconditional love, redemption, and the power of the human spirit to survive and transform amidst adversity. The metamorphosis of the hero makes this a highly gratifying read. He grows with each flip of the page, leaving behind a trail of optimism. This book will make you smile as you witness a true change of heart.” – Taylor Dean, author Excerpt As I finished loading the last horse, Rawson materialized and wrapped his arms around me again. I jumped as he nestled his stubbled chin into my neck. The tingling sensation he evoked sent delightful shivers clear down to my toes. “You ready to go, babycakes?” Goosebumps erupted as he rubbed his chin against my neck. I tried to escape, but Blondie stood nearby and Rawson acted for all he was worth. Twisting me, he pulled me close and leaned in to kiss me. I threw my hand over my mouth just before his lips made contact. At this angle, the bimbo couldn’t tell he kissed the back of my hand quite passionately. Thank goodness for small mercies. I might have passed out if he’d gone at my lips with such gusto. When he paused to wink at me, I whispered, “I hate your guts.” His blue-green eyes crinkled. “I know.” He grabbed my slobbery hand and said over his shoulder, “It was a pleasure meeting you, Kelsey.” He doffed his hat and closed the trailer. Opening my door, he helped me inside his flashy truck. “There you go, sweetheart.” When he climbed in the driver’s side, I hauled off and punched his leg. “I can’t believe you kissed my hand like that.” “I was going for your lips.” “Gross!” He laughed. Glancing out the window and catching Kelsey watching us like lab rats, he leaned over to peck my cheek. “Kiss me again and I’ll deck you,” I said between clenched teeth. “It might be worth it, especially if you move your hand.” “You’re impossible.” He waved as we pulled away from the arena. “I owe you big time for saving me from that blond nightmare. Thanks for playing along.” “You kind of forced me to,” I grumped. His grin caused havoc in my heart. “Did you see her face when you said all that garbage about what thing implied? It was difficult to keep a straight face.” I stuck my tongue out, making him chortle. “Ah, Lizzie, you’re all right.” “And you’re an idiot.” ![]() Comments are closed.
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