When your second time's lucky, who needs a third? With the help of her best friend, fifty-something widow Grace (no last name!!) begins to overcome her grief at losing her husband of thirty years. Going through with a pre-planned vacation to Fiji is just what friend Laurell insists she needs, but even Laurell didn't know how right she was. Finding love again so soon after her loss is the last thing on Grace's mind, until handsome fellow vacationer and widower Cole Spencer strides into her life on Fiji's golden beaches. 'Click' is a mild word for the connection these two second-chancers immediately feel for each other; just when you think the sun is setting, fate offers a new horizon. This is a short story that delivers exactly what the title promises - love a second time around. Readers should thoroughly relate to Grace; the tragic and sudden loss of a life partner is a difficult thing, often leaving a person not only grieving but also rudderless and confused. So it is with Grace, believing that she could never feel that kind of love again and not even wanting to look for it; ironically, that' s exactly when she finds it. A breath of fresh air, Second Time Love presents a no-nonsense, tried and true storyline, with just enough detail, exactly the right amount of characters and a straight-ahead path to the HEA we all crave. What could be luckier than that?
Romance on the Go ®
After losing her husband of thirty years, Grace, at the age of fifty, thought all she'd ever feel was grief and loneliness. She certainly never thought to feel love again. After being convinced to take the trip of a lifetime, a surprise encounter with Cole has her rethinking her feelings—especially when he ignites a passion unlike anything she's ever experienced. Will Grace allow herself another chance with this second time love?
“So, you’re attracted to me, are you?” Cole said, breaking the silence.
Grace couldn’t help the laughter that erupted from her. It felt good to laugh. To have this incredibly handsome stranger elicit this comfortable gaiety.
“Well, hey now, don’t crush my ego.” He turned to look at her.
“Ha! I don’t think that’d be possible.” She met his gaze and all teasing vanished.
“Oh, it’s possible,” he softly said. “Grace, I’m of the age where games are ridiculous and a waste of time. But it doesn’t mean I can’t still feel a knot in my stomach that equates to nerves, or a jolt to my system that tells me exactly what I want.”
“And what is it you want, Cole?” she whispered, desperate to hear his answer but scared witless as well.
“To kiss you.”
His words nearly wrung a sob from her as her insides also quivered with nervous anticipation.
“Please do,” she whispered.
Their eyes remained opened as Cole leaned in to gently place his lips on hers. At the moment of contact, Grace’s lids closed and she sighed into his mouth. His kiss was tentative at first before gaining confidence, boldness. He angled his head and took the kiss deeper, bringing his hand to the back of her head. The gesture was possessive yet comforting, and it seemed forever since she’d experienced such innocent intimacy.
His soft demands were … perfect.
I loved this story. It's well written and I could not put it down. Looking forward to reading more of her work.