#1Day Blog Blitz ~ The Dating Game by @Susan_Buchanan #Extract + #Giveaway @rararesources

I’m happy to share an extract for the 1 Day Blog Blitz, organised by Rachel’s Random Resources

The Dating Game

Gill is looking forward to her date with the cute Irishman

Gill sat down as Sean went to the bar. She loved his accent. Irish accents always did it for her, but Sean’s was particularly hitting the spot. He did look quite young. She knew he was only thirty-five, two years younger than her, but he barely seemed thirty. His photo hadn’t done him justice at all. And he scrubbed up well, too; gone was the unkempt look from his photo. So, he had made an effort. Good. When he returned, he leant across her slightly to place her drink down and she breathed in the smell of his aftershave – not too noticeably she hoped. It wouldn’t do for it to seem as if she were trying to drink him in. He scored a comfortable eight for presentation.

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#GuestPost from @angelabritnell, author of A Cornish Summer at Pear Tree Farm ~ 1 DayBlogBlitz organised by @rararesources #Romance

Today I have a guest post from Angela Britnell as part of the 1Day Blog Blitz for A Cornish Summer at Pear Tree Farm, organised by Rachel’s Random Resources. 

Nessa launched into the usual spiel she gave new arrivals as they walked along and rattled off the history of the farm with its Vivian family connections going back to the seventeenth century. ‘Were you thinking of a tent or caravan?’

‘I haven’t camped since I was a Boy Scout so I reckon a caravan will suit me better.’

I’ve started with this quote which shows my main characters, Nessa and Ward, talking shortly after they meet. I must admit it amuses me that camping in various forms is at the heart of my new trans-Atlantic romance ‘A Cornish Summer at Pear Tree Farm’ because I’m so not a camping person! When my ex-country music star hero Ward arrives in Cornwall from Tennessee he only comes to visit the land from where his distant ancestors emigrated centuries ago. The last thing he intends to do is buy a rambling old house and decide to set up a fancy bed & breakfast and glamping business but somehow that’s exactly what happens. Nessa’s small, somewhat old-fashioned campsite is situated down the road from Tregereth so he books into one of her caravans while he starts work on his new property. 

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