A Taste of Romance

By Tara Mills

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Sherman Hills Press
• Release date: Apr 29, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386920007

Tara Mills

I write the kinds of stories I like to read, with authentic characters and realistic themes. From laugh-out-loud romantic comedy to nail-biting suspense, I’ve got you covered. Escape with me into books. In the real world, I’m a contented wife, proud mom, and deliriously happy new nana. Please visit my Tara Mills website––Stories with a heartbeat. Follow me on Facebook,  Twitter, Pinterest, or Google+ Read, review, recommend, repeat. Thank you.

Book preview

Accidents Make the Heart Grow Fonder

Is fate messing with them or is he just unlucky?

And seriously, how many times does a girl have to say she’s sorry

Sabrina Eckhart is losing it. Oasis, the restaurant she manages, is getting battered by a trendy newcomer and with everyone looking to her for ideas, you could say she's under a little pressure. But wait, that’s not all. Her evil landlady has given her until the end of the month to vacate her crummy apartment. Then there’s her thirtieth birthday looming, reminding her of the milestones she’s missed. No wonder she’s so distracted by the jogger with the tightest buns she’s ever seen she nearly flattens him with her car.

Jackson Murphy is an avid jogger, and the local television station’s scrumptious news director—if he can keep the job. Unfortunately, he has one year to resuscitate their wheezing news department or the owners are going to pull the plug. His hands are already full even without Sabrina dropping into them.

The road to love is bumpy. It’ll take all of Cupid’s arrows, and a hard shove from interfering friends, for these two to win the Dating Game.

Read the romantic comedy that’s been described as a little ‘What’s Up, Doc,’ a little ‘Bringing Up Baby,’ and a whole lotta laughs. Accidents Make the Heart Grow Fonder, a romance that packs a hilarious punch!

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Sabrina shuffled behind her shopping cart, her mind clearly on other things as she read over the note in her hand. She was unaware of the water dripping out the bottom of the large case of lettuce sitting askew in the basket. Not even the occasional slip of her foot through the tiny puddles she made troubled her.

Band-aids, something for burns, wooden matches, a few quarts of half and half to hold us until the delivery tomorrow, she said, slowly reading down the list.

She lowered the paper and set off purposefully. At the end of the aisle she turned the cart, taking the corner faster than advisable, and rammed the solid metal frame right into someone.

The guy went down with a startled yelp of pain. Horrified at what she’d just done, Sabrina clapped her hand over her mouth and yanked her cart back.

The flash of pain was instantaneous and Jackson’s body collapsed silently to the floor long before his brain caught up and he realized what the hell just hit him.

Jackson!  His mother bent over him, eager to help but the heavy basket with her half gallon of milk and pound of butter swung out and clocked him right in the head.

Jesus, mom! He fell back clutching his temple.

Oh honey, I’m so sorry!

What are the odds? a strangely familiar woman’s voice muttered. A wave of cold dread shot through him and he peered around the mounded cart and saw his worst nightmare.

Sabrina put her hand on her hip and said, without sympathy or apology, I suppose you’re going to blame me for this too.

Jackson’s arm shot out at her, the finger he pointed cocked and loaded. Back off. Just stay away!

His mother’s mouth dropped open in shock. Jackson! She turned apologetically to Sabrina. I don’t know what’s wrong with him. He’s not usually like this.

Sabrina crossed her arms and returned his glare.

You don’t understand, he told his mom as he grunted to his knees and tried to work his way back to his feet. His ankle was killing him. There was no way it was going to take his weight.

Let me help. His mom moved in to support him.

He waved her back. Not with your sciatica.

Sabrina blew out an exasperated breath. Oh fine. Here. She stomped over.

Don’t touch me! Yes, there was a hint of hysteria in his voice as he dragged himself out of her reach. Please, he tried again, more calmly this time. I don’t want you to touch me.

Sabrina rolled her eyes. Fine. I was only trying to help. What you need is something to lean on. She looked at her cart and the wheels in her head were already spinning. You know...if you leaned on my cart I could get you to the front of the store.

Now, it might sound like a practical solution, but Jackson knew already that nothing about this woman was ever that simple. Still, he couldn’t stay on the floor, and he didn’t appreciate all the attention he was drawing either.

Stifling his misgivings, he relented. Okay, but you stay at the back of the cart, and I’ll take the front.

That arrangement suits me just fine, she told him.

Jackson got to his good foot and hopped over. He regarded her warily, still not entirely comfortable with this solution. Finally, he set his hand on the