Welcome to Whiskey Creek— Heart of the Gold Country!
One day, Callie Vanetta receives devastating news…
She needs a liver transplant. But her doctors warn that, in her case, the
chances of finding a compatible donor aren't good.
Determined to spend whatever time she has left on her own terms, she keeps
the diagnosis to herself and moves out to her late grandparents' farm. She's
always wanted to live there. But the farm hasn't been worked in years and she
begins to fear she can't manage it, that she'll have to return to town.
One night, a stranger comes knocking at her door…
He's an attractive and mysterious drifter by the name of Levi McCloud, and he
offers to trade work for a few nights' shelter. Callie figures she doesn't have
anything to lose. He needs a place to stay until he can fix his motorcycle; she
needs an extra pair of hands. The arrangement seems ideal until what was
supposed to be temporary starts to look more and more permanent. Then she
realizes she does have something to lose—her heart. And, although he
doesn't yet know it, Levi stands to lose even more.
My Review:
This was the first book I've read by Brenda Novak. It was okay, not what I usually read. It was well written and had a good storyline. Callie and Levi both have secrets, but there is a major attraction there. Will they end up with a "happily ever after"? This book had a little bit of suspence about it, and was well written. Might not be the last Whiskey Creek novel I read.
Excerpt:
Panic turned
Callie’s knees to water as she felt the raw power of Levi’s quick, sure
movements. She opened her mouth to scream but couldn’t draw in enough air.
For the first
time, she was afraid of him. Reallyafraid.
In that moment, she knew without a doubt that he could do anything he wanted to
her, and that, despite her diagnosis, she still cared.
The fear
didn’t last, however. As soon as he realized it was her, he eased his hold
enough to turn her in his arms. “I’m sorry,” he murmured. “I hope...I hope I
didn’t hurt you. I didn’t know...”
His words fell
off, but she understood. He hadn’t known it was her. She should’ve announced
herself. She would have, except that she’d been waiting to get close enough to
touch his arm, in case he was sleeping. “It’s okay,” she said. “I...I shouldn’t
have surprised you.”
“What are you
doing out here?”
He released
her but she couldn’t let go of him. She was still trying to overcome the
effects of receiving such a fright, worried that she might crumble to the
ground. “I-I wanted to see if you’d come inside.”
“Why?”
His deep voice
rumbled in her ear, but he must have felt her shaking because his hands no
longer hung at his sides. They were sliding up her back. She could feel the
warmth his splayed fingers provided as he drew her into a solid embrace that
reassured her but did nothing to slow her galloping heart.
Instinctively,
she turned her cheek against the soft cotton of his T-shirt. Don’t read anything into this. He’s
just being kind. Such contact was normal, given her reaction. But she
couldn’t deny that the chemistry between them had suddenly changed. She liked
the feel of his firm chest, the security she felt in the circle of his arms,
but there was also a sexual element—probably because he wasn’t completely
dressed. She’d already felt the band of his briefs, the crisp hair on his legs
as he brushed up against her.
She swallowed
hard as his hands settled between her shoulder blades. “I couldn’t sleep.”
“Why not?”
“I was...I was
worried that maybe Denny and his fool of a friend would come back and cause
trouble.”
“They might.
But they’re the kind of trouble I can handle.”