Dreams in Deadwood by Kari Trumbo -- Book Tour Spotlight + Giveaway

4/15/2017

Series: Seven Brides of South Dakota
Genre: Christian, Historical, Romance
Publisher: Indie
Publication date: February 28, 2017
Number of pages: 298

Jennie Arnsby wants nothing more than to turn around and go home. Her family is on their way to Deadwood, SD, when Aiden finds his way to their small wagon train. His teasing and banter leaves her wanting to toss him out the back and in the dust. When, they are separated outside the city, she is left wondering if she’ll ever see him again.
Aiden Bradly wants to find his gold and return home, nothing more. He can’t afford to get tangled with a woman. He’s doing just that until he meets the feisty Jenny. She gets him thinking about his past and forgiveness, but what’s more important, his past or his new future?
Will Aiden be able to redeem both his past and his future and find a greater treasure than he ever imagined?

Dreams in Deadwood is book one of the Seven Brides of South Dakota series by Kari Trumbo. A romantic, Wild West romp in pioneer South Dakota.

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Kari Trumbo is an inspirational romance au-thor, blogger and proud home schooling mother to four great kids. She interacts often on reader groups on Facebook and volunteers at the local library when needed. When she isn’t writing, she is obsessively reading and expanding her skills as a wordsmith. Kari lives in her great-grandfather’s remodeled 1890-built home in central Minnesota with her husband, children, cats, and one hungry wood stove.

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She gingerly tip-toed over the rough concrete block floor, careful to check each stall. Her heart pumped in her ears as she waited for him to jump out and scare her, that would be just his way. She’d almost reached the end when a few blades of straw rained softly down on her head. She peered up as Aiden sat on a beam above her. His thickly muscled arms held him for a moment as he swung down then he extended them, releasing his body from the rafters above. He landed right in front of her and she gasped, nose to nose with him. His hazel eyes swept over her face, stalling on her lips, then he turned from her and scraped his hand over the back of his neck expelling a huge breath. She wanted to stalk over there and yank him back, she wasn’t done with him yet.
“We shouldn’t be out here. Brody showed us the tracks of unshod horses out in one of his pastures. Could be Indians or someone trying to look like Indians to stir up trouble. I should get you back home. It was foolish of me to bring you out here.”
He grasped her arm and tugged her along with him. She lost her footing and slid along for a moment until she gained her feet and yanked herself free.
“Just wait one minute! You haven’t shown me anything except that you know how to hide.” Her breath ached to be free of her stays, she was breathing too hard to calm herself.
He returned to her, just a bare few inches away. “You don’t understand, M’fhíorghrá. I can hardly stand to breathe if I’m not with you, but I know you’ll never want to be with me, so I have to stay away. You’re tearing me apart.”