When I Fall In Love
Love creates its own rulesAscending the corporate ladder has consumed most of Tayler Carter’s adult life. Now the savvy Atlanta VP and female empowerment speaker is ready for a well-deserved retreat. A fabulous antebellum mansion-turned B&B in rural Kentucky is the perfect change of pace. But her host is no unsophisticated farm boy. Rugged hunk, Rollin Coleman is educating Tayler in the wonders of natural food and down-home passion.Transforming his family’s struggling homestead into an organic cooperative is starting to pay off for Rollin. But without the right woman, it’s a lonely existence. Until he introduces his alluring new guest to the pleasures of the countryside. And once his small-town community embraces her, can Rollin count on Tayler to leave her fast-paced world behind, and together create a place they can both call home?
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Love creates its own rules
Ascending the corporate ladder has consumed most of Tayler Carterâs adult life. Now the savvy Atlanta VP and female-empowerment speaker is ready for a well-deserved retreat. A fabulous antebellum mansion turned B and B in rural Kentucky is the perfect change of pace. But her host is no unsophisticated farm boy. Rugged hunk Rollin Coleman is educating Tayler in the wonders of natural food and down-home passion.
Transforming his familyâs struggling homestead into an organic cooperative is starting to pay off for Rollin. But without the right woman, itâs a lonely existence. Until he introduces his alluring new guest to the pleasures of the countryside. And once his small-town community embraces her, can Rollin count on Tayler to leave her fast-paced world behind and together create a place they can both call home?
âI canât keep my hands off you,â he said, his voice close to a whisper.
She looked down at their intertwined fingers and watched him raise her hand to his mouth and kiss it. Her stomach fluttered. He stepped closer and kissed her forehead. Tayler placed her head against his hard chest as he wrapped his arms around her. Iâm so weak for this man. She begged for strength.
âRollin, we canât do this again.â
âCanât do what? We canât dance?â he asked in a soft, controlled voice. His body swayed with the music and she found herself following his lead. He shifted and his thigh pressed between her legs, and her thigh did the same. They slow danced in the middle of the library.
He ignited a fire inside Tayler that intensified when he reached down and placed his hand under her chin, bringing her face up to meet his. He kissed her lips ever so gently and Tayler closed her eyes. Her head told her to pull away from his embrace before it was too late, but her body had a mind of its own and wanted nothing more than to revel in his embrace.
I hope you enjoy reading When I Fall in Love as much as I enjoyed writing it. Coleman House came to me while riding through the country in Kentucky and seeing this massive house that reminded me of Tara from Gone with the Wind. My curiosity about who lived there took over. My own experience at a B and B fueled the rest. I have too many ideas for just one book, so watch out for book number two!
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Bridget Anderson
BRIDGET ANDERSON is a native of Louisville, Kentucky. She currently resides in North Metro Atlanta with her husband and their big dog who she swears is part human. Sheâs published seven novels and two novellas. Her romance suspense novel, Rendezvous, was adapted into a made-for-television movie. She is a member of Romance Writers of America, Georgia Romance Writers and The Authors Guild.
Bridget writes provocative romance stories about smart women and the men they love. When sheâs not writing, she loves to travel. Sheâs fallen in love with Paris, France, and canât wait to get back to Ghana, West Africa.
This oneâs for my critique partner, Shirley Harrison, who helped me discover NaNoWriMo and get my writing legs back.
Also, for my family and friends who constantly ask, âWhenâs the next novel?â
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âOkay, I exited the expressway thirty minutes ago and Iâm still not seeing anything but trees, fields and fields of grass, and a bunch of cows. So, where in the hell is this place?â With both hands on the steering wheel, Tayler Carter yelled at her girlfriend Nicole through her carâs speakers using the Bluetooth feature.
âWhat exit did you take?â
âThe Blue Belt Grassway, highway, or something like that, and Iâve only seen three cars in the last half hour. What is this, the road to nowhere?â The scenic drive was making Taylerâs bottom numb.
âGirl, I told you your GPS was going to go out on that road. Where are the directions I emailed you?â
Tayler shrugged and rolled her eyes, thankful Nicole couldnât see her. She reached over for a piece of paper in the driverâs seat. âIâve got my Mapquest directions.â
âMapquest! I told you to use the directions I sent you. Thereâs a new road that isnât on Mapquest. Maybe your GPS will pick up in a little while. Try it again.â
âDammit.â Tayler let out a heavy sigh and eased her foot up off the gas pedal.
