Book Spotlight: Stone Hearts by Amber Kelly
Rustic Hearts
(Poplar Falls #2)
by Amber Kelly
Date Released: January 16, 2019
About Stone Hearts
A new friends-to-lovers small-town romance from Amber Kelly…
When I returned to Poplar Falls six years ago, I’d given up on love.
I’d made the mistake of marrying the sexy rebel right out of high school. He’d ended up in jail. I’d ended up pregnant. With a baby on the way, I decided to give up my wild, impulsive ways. All I wanted was a family and to watch my sweet son grow up, happy, and healthy.
Then Myer Wilson keeps showing up in my life—and my son’s life.
He’s the hometown football hero, who blew out his ankle his junior year and ended his career. I didn’t look twice at hot jocks in high school. But now that he’s taken over his family’s ranch, I can’t help but look even when I swore off men for good.
But maybe he’ll finally be the one to help me let go of the past and find my second chance at love. Or maybe my past will come back to haunt me.
When I returned to Poplar Falls six years ago, I’d given up on love.
I’d made the mistake of marrying the sexy rebel right out of high school. He’d ended up in jail. I’d ended up pregnant. With a baby on the way, I decided to give up my wild, impulsive ways. All I wanted was a family and to watch my sweet son grow up, happy, and healthy.
Then Myer Wilson keeps showing up in my life—and my son’s life.
He’s the hometown football hero, who blew out his ankle his junior year and ended his career. I didn’t look twice at hot jocks in high school. But now that he’s taken over his family’s ranch, I can’t help but look even when I swore off men for good.
But maybe he’ll finally be the one to help me let go of the past and find my second chance at love. Or maybe my past will come back to haunt me.
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An Excerpt from Stone Hearts
MyerWe drop Sonia off first, and then I head to Dallas’s. About halfway there, she starts yawning. She kicks her boots off and curls her legs up in the seat of the truck.
I do my best to keep my eyes on the damn road. That dress has been driving me crazy all night. It fits her perfect and hugs her curves in all the right places.
“Myer, I think I might be drunk,” she says as she closes her eyes and lays her head back against the seat.
“You think so, huh?” I say playfully.
She peeks one eye open and looks at me. “You’re handsome,” she says with a slight slur.
“Thank you.” I chuckle.
“I’m serious. You are. You had Charlotte all hot and bothered tonight,” she insists.
“Is that right? Must be why she stayed with Walker.” I smirk.
“No, no, she stayed with Walker because I told her to back off you,” she says, and then her eyes fly open and meet mine. “I mean, I told her you weren’t that kind of guy,” she tries to explain.
“You mean, the kind of guy who would want to go home with a beautiful woman?” I ask just to tease her.
“You think she’s beautiful?” she asks and then shakes her head. “Of course you do; she is beautiful.”
“She is,” I agree. “But you’re right. The only beautiful woman I want to take home is the one in my truck,” I say as I smile over at her.
She bites her lip. “You think I’m beautiful?” she asks as if she doesn’t believe me.
“Dallas Stovall, I think you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met,” I answer honestly.
She blinks at me as if the words aren’t registering.
“Really?” she breathes.
I grin and cut my eyes from the road to her. “You know you’re gorgeous.”
Her forehead crinkles, and she shakes her head.
“I’m a mess,” she whispers into the cab.
I reach over and take her hand into mine. She lays her head back down, and before we make it to her house, she is fast asleep.
I put the truck in park, and I walk to her side and open the door. I give her a gentle jostle to wake her. She barely rouses.
“Hey, we’re home,” I tell her.
She mumbles something incoherent and hands her keys over to me.
I unlock her front door and turn the lamp beside the door on. Then, I go back for her.
I pick her and her boots up. She wraps her arms around my neck. I carefully walk her to the house and to the couch. She curls up on her side and immediately passes back out. I walk into Beau’s room and grab a pillow from his bed. I bring it and place it under her head.
I throw the blanket off the back of the couch over her and kiss the top of her head. I whisper, “Good night,” and quietly let myself out, taking her keys and locking the dead bolt behind me.
About Amber Kelly
Amber Kelly is a romance author that calls North Carolina home. She has been an avid reader from a young age and you could always find her with her nose in a book completely enthralled in an adventure. With the support of her husband and family, in 2018 she decided to finally give a voice to the stories in her head and her debut novel, Both of Me, was born.
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