Cupid Country Chance
Cupid Country Book One
Instant chemistry abounds in this feel-good small-town romance
Coming 30th April 2025
Everyone in town is talking about rural dating app Cupid Country and while schoolteacher Amber Dunn is curious, she’s careful of her sweet reputation. A fake dating name seems a good solution, until gorgeous farmer Tom Jones accepts a match.
Their attraction is instant. Tom is handsome, kind and funny, and clearly as hungry for Amber as she is for him. Protected by her fake name, Amber sets her inner seductress loose, and indulges in a night of passion so intense, it must mean more.
A happy future awaits, but when a simple mishap by Tom leaves Amber angry and heartbroken, it seems fate has other ideas.
Will Amber’s fake name cost her the man she loves? Or will Cupid help these lovers find each other again?
Out 30th April 2025. Pre-order from:
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Excerpt
The rose garden was ahead. Tom’s heart skipped with each step. He scanned for the bench and finally spotted it beneath a large tree. No pink brightened the scene, only greens and browns.
He reached the bench and cast a quick gaze around the rose garden. No twenty-something-year-old lurked there. He checked his watch. Right on three. Amy shouldn’t be far away.
Unless she’d stood him up.
His jaw tightened. Not a thought he wanted to pursue.
Tom shoved his fists in his jeans pockets and rocked on his heels and killed time surveying the gardens. Levenham might be a smallish town of only seventeen thousand people, but it took great pride in its civic spaces, none more so than the meticulously maintained Civic Park. Besides the trees, garden beds, benches and paths, there were monuments to the town’s good and great, plaques commemorating historic events, and a couple of weird modern sculptures that Tom—and many others—had never understood the meaning of, but they apparently represented the town’s growth and embrace of change.
Though not its geographical centre, the manicured rose garden was the park’s emotional heart, especially in the spring and summer, when it was home to posing brides, tourists, and locals in search of colour and beauty. A haven even a bloke like Tom could appreciate. Except right now Tom wasn’t feeling the love. With its spiky pruned bushes, darkly cultivated soil beds and drab hues, the garden looked as bleak as Tom was beginning to feel.
He checked his watch. Seven minutes past three.
Amy wasn’t coming.
He sank onto the bench and stared broodingly at the rose beds. This was shit. She’d sounded really keen, and now …
‘Tom?’
He whipped around. A pretty brunette in a pink jumper, her shoulder-length hair messy with soft curls, stood on the path, one hand to her chest as though to steady its rise and fall. Her cheeks were flushed, honey-coloured eyes wide, her lush, rose-tinted lips parting in the beginnings of a hopeful smile.
Tom leaped to his feet. ‘Amy?’
‘Yes.’ Her smile spread, lighting her entire face.
Tom’s heart ballooned. Holy hell, she wasn’t just pretty, she was gorgeous. ‘You’re here.’
‘Yes,’ she said, breathlessly. ‘I’m sorry I’m late. I got caught up with a—’ She looked aside, more pink blooming across her cheeks. ‘A last-minute thing.’
‘Doesn’t matter. You’re here now.’ Tom gestured at the bench. ‘Do you want to sit, or go for coffee, or maybe just wander around?’
She chewed her bottom lip, regarding him from under her lashes in a way that made him tingle. ‘Maybe wander for a bit?’
‘Sure.’ He waited for her to choose a direction and fell in alongside. They walked several steps, casting quick glances at one another and sharing shy smiles. He wondered what she thought of him. It couldn’t be all bad. She hadn’t done a runner yet.
‘We’ve been lucky with the weather,’ said Tom, and inwardly winced. The weather was the best he could do? God.
‘We have.’ She indicated the sun hovering low in the sky. ‘We’ve even been blessed with some sunshine.’ She glanced at him, a smile tickling the corner of her mouth. ‘Could be a sign.’
‘Could be.’ Tom bloody well hoped so. That smile was doing strange things to his innards.
It didn’t take long for them to reach the park boundary. They paused, hands in pockets, unsure what to do. Across the street was Levenham’s renowned Restaurant Ten. Behind the floor to ceiling window, a waitress was setting a table for the evening service. Tom had half a mind to ask Amy if she’d like to join him for dinner there tonight.
Funny, when they’d only just met and barely spoken. But that same tingly feeling of certainty that had affected Tom last night when he heard Amy’s voice was back. Back and deeper, vibrating a message right to his toes.
She was the girl.
He didn’t know how he knew. He just did.
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