Blurb:
BLOOD IS THICKER THAN INK…
Norah O'Malley has been alone for a long time. It’s been ten years since her father and four brothers shipped her off to be raised by her aunt. Seven months since she's seen the guy who got her pregnant—who still doesn’t know. And it’s two weeks since she came home to Chicago and discovered none of her family wants to talk—or listen.
She never expected to walk into a tattoo shop seven months pregnant and get her socks knocked off by instant attraction. She can’t even see her socks. But Kai Ellis is big and gruff and sexy as hell, and if he has a past, well, so does she. Even more, Kai knows how to listen so that Norah feels just a little less alone . . .
All the chemistry in the world can’t help Norah make her decisions. And no sizzle of desire will make Kai believe in happy endings. But a little time with someone who understands might just change everything . . .
BLOOD IS THICKER THAN INK…
Norah O'Malley has been alone for a long time. It’s been ten years since her father and four brothers shipped her off to be raised by her aunt. Seven months since she's seen the guy who got her pregnant—who still doesn’t know. And it’s two weeks since she came home to Chicago and discovered none of her family wants to talk—or listen.
She never expected to walk into a tattoo shop seven months pregnant and get her socks knocked off by instant attraction. She can’t even see her socks. But Kai Ellis is big and gruff and sexy as hell, and if he has a past, well, so does she. Even more, Kai knows how to listen so that Norah feels just a little less alone . . .
All the chemistry in the world can’t help Norah make her decisions. And no sizzle of desire will make Kai believe in happy endings. But a little time with someone who understands might just change everything . . .
Excerpt:
Norah
O’Malley woke like she had every day for the past two weeks: lying in her
brother’s bed, in her father’s house, rubbing her pregnant belly like it was a
Magic 8 Ball that held some mystical answers for her fucked up life. Her
bladder was full to bursting, another perpetual condition these days.
Struggling to sit up, she shifted to get to the bathroom. This was not how she
expected her life to look at twenty-two.
After
taking care of business, she studied herself in the mirror. Did she look
different? Of course from the chest down her body was no longer hers and hadn’t
been for some time. Her face looked the same though. Right? She pressed closer
to the mirror, propping her belly on the sink. What would Avery see if they met
today?
Her
older brother Jimmy had been pressuring her since she came home weeks ago to
call Avery and tell him she was pregnant. She knew she had to and it had been
crappy of her to keep this from him, but she knew Avery. He’d want to take care
of her. He was that kind of guy. She could definitely appreciate such nobility
in the hero of a book or movie, but in real life, choices like this sucked.
She
wasn’t sure she was ready to be a mom. Old stirrings of Catholic guilt hit
her—years of parochial school had that effect—but she couldn’t imagine trapping
them when they weren’t ready. She shuffled back to bed and sat on the edge.
Every time she thought about Avery, her stomach fluttered. Her short time with
him had been magical. She’d never felt so loved by any other boyfriend she’d
had. Part of her wanted him to be with her through this. A huge part.
Another
part was afraid of disrupting his life. She’d dodged his calls all summer, not
knowing what to say. He was looking for summer fun, but fun ended for her at
the sight of two pink lines.
And
now she was afraid of her brothers’ reactions. They didn’t handle news of her
pregnancy well. They would threaten to go after Avery again. If nothing else,
she needed to protect him until she figured out what she wanted.
The
baby kicked her now empty bladder and elbowed her ribs. Must be breakfast time.
She crept downstairs hoping to avoid running into her brothers, especially
Tommy. Tommy was nearest in age to her and they’d always been close growing up,
even after Jimmy had shipped her off to live with Aunt Bridget in Boston. Tommy
had come to visit her often and called her a few times each week. They had
always been more friends than siblings.
She’d
expected Jimmy, Kevin, and Sean to blow up when they found out she was
pregnant. Telling them over the phone probably would’ve been better than just
showing up on their doorstep six months pregnant. But Tommy was supposed to be
on her side. He’d raged the night she came home and the anger had been at a
slow burn since. He barely spoke to her. His first and only question was
always: Who is he?
Avery
didn’t deserve to be on the receiving end of that wrath. The guy had done
nothing wrong.
July
11: Christine Young
July 11: The Silver Dagger Scriptorium
July 12: Romance Novel Giveaways
July 12: Wendi Zwaduk ~ Romance to Make Your Heart Race
July 13: The Avid Reader
July 14: Sharing Links and Wisdom
July 14: BooksChatter
July 15: Where the Story Comes First
July 18: Dena Garson-Real... Hot...Romance
July 18: T's Stuff
July 19: Buried Under Romance
July 19: The Gadoury Dreamer
July 20: Archaeolibrarian- I Dig Good Books!
July 20: Beyond my writing space
July 21: Louise Lyndon Romance Author Hear Me Roar
July 21: Underneath The Covers
July 22: EskieMama Reads - REVIEW
July 12: Romance Novel Giveaways
July 12: Wendi Zwaduk ~ Romance to Make Your Heart Race
July 13: The Avid Reader
July 14: Sharing Links and Wisdom
July 14: BooksChatter
July 15: Where the Story Comes First
July 18: Dena Garson-Real... Hot...Romance
July 18: T's Stuff
July 19: Buried Under Romance
July 19: The Gadoury Dreamer
July 20: Archaeolibrarian- I Dig Good Books!
July 20: Beyond my writing space
July 21: Louise Lyndon Romance Author Hear Me Roar
July 21: Underneath The Covers
July 22: EskieMama Reads - REVIEW
Author Bio
and Links:
Shannyn
Schroeder is a former high school and middle school English teacher. She holds
a BA in English and MAs in Special Education and Gifted Education. She
currently works as an editor for an education company and juggles writing
around her kids’ schedules. In her spare time, Shannyn loves to bake and
watches far too much TV, especially cop shows. She started her first book on a
dare from her husband and has never looked back. She came to reading romance
later than many, but lives for the happy ending, and writes contemporary
romance because she enjoys the adventure of new love. Readers can visit Shannyn online and follow her on Twitter.
Thanks for hosting!
ReplyDeleteThanks for hosting me today!
ReplyDelete