I participated in a previous tour for Summertime but didn’t get to review it – which is why I jumped at it the second time around. In other words – welcome to my tour stop for Summertime by Christina Cole
Linn Sparks wanted all life had to offer. Fame, fortune, glamour and excitement. She found it as a star of the stage at the Crown Theater in San Francisco.
For Ed Ferguson, life was far less complicated. All he wanted was Linnie Mae, but she’d left him standing alone at the altar seven years before when she’d run off to pursue her dreams.
Now, Linn Sparks has come home to Brookfield, Kansas.
But coming back means facing a lot of unpleasant realities: a strained relationship with a father who never wanted her, a mother whose grasp on sanity is slipping away, and the feelings she still has for the love she left behind.
He still wants Linnie Mae, but he knows she won’t stay. How can he spend the summer being near her and not get his heart broken again?
Between them, passions flare in the heat of SUMMERTIME.
Author: Christina Cole
My Rating: 5 Bookworms
Linn Sparks comes strolling into town after years of absence with a huge chip on her shoulder. Looking down her nose at the people that she grew up with. All of them except the man that still holds her heart.
Ed isn’t sure how he feels about Linny Mae being back in town. One thing he does know is that she will break his heart again.
So – it is safe to say (thanks to the 5 bookworms) that I loved it. It was so much fun seeing this ‘city girl’ get brought back down to earth. It was such a full book. There were so many little side stories and side plots with characters I would have never imagined would work in the book. And it is filled with so much extra. Revenge, passion, laughter and tears.
It was beautiful seeing Linn and Ed get back together. I loved watching Linn grow back into Linny Mae and discovering that her small town really might have something for her after all. It was a fascinating read filled with twists, turns, happiness, hope and laughter.
His steady gaze unnerved her. Once, she believed she could practically read Ed’s mind. His thoughts were simple, predictable. Yet in the last few days, she’d learned that she didn’t really know the man at all. As she studied his face, she couldn’t be sure what he was thinking.
His gray eyes held desire…or was it merely mischief she saw in those stormy depths? His smile held promise…or was it only amusement?
Bewildered by the complexities, Linn could be sure of only one thing. She wanted this man who stood before her, wanted him even more now than she had in the past. They’d been foolish, fumbling kids back then, knowing little about love and even less about lovemaking. She’d never been with another man, and she craved his touch in ways that, even now, she could barely understand.
Holding her breath, she took a step toward Ed. He would kiss her, wouldn’t he? He would take her into his arms like he’d done so many times, and—
A gentle brush of his lips against hers sent all thoughts flying from her head. She felt giddy, she felt lost, she felt weak. A sigh slipped from her lips as she opened her mouth to his tongue. She pressed herself against him, loving the hardness of his chest, the muscular thickness of his powerful thighs, and the undeniable evidence of his excitement.
“Let me love you,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. “Give yourself to me once more…before you go away again.”
Her silence gave assent.
Without further ado, Ed swept her up in his strong arms. Linn again felt helpless, but this time, in a most delicious, delightful way. Perfectly content, she rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
The screen door creaked, then slammed shut. Linn’s eyes shot open. At the sight of Polly standing, mouth agape, at the entrance to the parlor, she pushed herself at Ed’s chest. Ed released her, allowing her to slide from his arms.
“Polly, it’s—it’s not—not what you think.” She stumbled over the blatant lie. It was exactly what the woman thought. Even if Polly believed her words, Linn’s flaming cheeks gave the truth away.
Christina Cole fell in love with words at a very young age. She’ll always be grateful to her grandfather and his patience as he taught her the joys of reading. Throughout her childhood she loved telling tales. She begged and pleaded for her mother to type them, but soon — with her grandfather’s guidance — learned to type for herself on his old Underwood.
Things have changed now. Her grandfather is gone, and so is the old typewriter, but Christina’s love for story-telling has remained strong. She now does her typing on a computer in a cozy little writing room filled with books, treasures, and a much-cherished photograph of her grandfather.
She is married, lives in the midwest, loves history, hates winter, and is happily at work on her next historical romance.
Secret Cravings Publishing: http://store.secretcravingspublishing.com/index.php?main_page=book_info&cPath=10&products_id=683
Facebook: Christina Cole’s Love Notes – https://www.facebook.com/pages/Christina-Coles-Love-Notes/383267481745840
Blog: Seasons of Love – http://kcchristinacole.wordpress.com/