Love You More
Love You, Maine, Book 3
Release date: November 10, 2022
Genre: Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Romance
Cover Designer: Najla Qamber, Qamber Designs (https://www.qamberdesignsmedia.com/)
Audiobook Narrators: Erin Mallon and Teddy Hamilton (COMING SOON)
Tropes/Themes: Small TownRetailer Description:
Colleen Luview's love life is cursed. No—really. The small-town nurse is notorious in her touristy mountain community. After every third date she's ever had, the guy ends up in her emergency room.
She's untouchable now, and it's not her fault.
Resolved to branch out and find a way to have a life with a partner, children, meaning, and free from being a love pariah in a town devoted to it, she decides to leave her beloved Love You, Maine—where every day is Valentine's Day—to find a bigger dating pool.
And a better nickname.
Moore Mottin hates feeling like damaged goods. Married and divorced twice before thirty, he has a fourteen-year-old from a teenage pregnancy, was cheated on during his second wedding, and now even his best friend, Luke Luview, considers him the butt of every bad-luck joke when it comes to love.
When Luke's sister, Colleen, picks him up from the airport and a freak snowstorm forces them off the road, he rescues her from an icy pond and finds an old hunting cabin for shelter and safety. Vulnerable and shaking, the two give in to long-simmering feelings for each other, but when they're discovered in the worst way possible, what seemed like a new lease on life turns into a life-altering mess.
Can Moore and Colleen overcome all the obstacles holding them back from a love that's been in front of their faces all this time?
If you're looking for a story featuring two star-crossed lovers doomed by unfair reputations, featuring a smooth-talking single dad who runs a jewelry store and his best friend's sister, set in a small town in New England, with a calico cat named Sandwich, a heroine with a dry wit and a can-do attitude, and a hero who just wants a good relationship with his estranged child and the chance to find permanent love…then this is your book.
Grab a cup of coffee or tea, and maybe some peanut butter for your burger (what? It's a thing…), and get your happy meter ready as you read the third book (a standalone!) in the Love You, Maine series—where love isn't just a feeling…it's a way of life.
✓Best friend's sister
… and a calico cat named Sandwich
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New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. Since 2013, she has sold more than 2 million books, with 4 New York Times bestsellers and more than 21 appearances on the USA Today bestseller list. Her books have been translated into French, German, and Italian, with more titles releasing in the future.
From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire she met in a romantic comedy).
She lives in New England with her husband and three children where she is the only person in the household with the gene required to change empty toilet paper rolls.
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Pulling her close, he tried to warm her. They were on the floor, about three feet from the edge of an unmade bed.
“Colleen!” he said sharply. She blinked rapidly, then squeezed his arm.
“I’m not shivering,” she said slowly, slurring. “Nee’ to ge’ warm.”
“I’m trying,” he said, looking at the fire, which thankfully was showing signs of catching. Standing, he scanned the room. A small trunk served as a coffee table, in front of two wood-frame chairs with cheap vinyl cushions.
The chance there were blankets in that trunk was good.
His attention pinged between the trunk and Colleen.
“Sit up,” he ordered her.
If he kept her talking, everything would be fine.
“Maybe you just cursed yourself,” he told her, trying to get her goat, get a rise out of her, anything to keep her talking.
“Third Date Colleen. Never thought you’d end up in your own ER after a third date.” He lifted the lid of the trunk.
She blew a laugh through her nose. “Too far away from Luview for me to be in the ER.”
Score! Two big feather-down comforters, both of them a cream color with a patina that spoke more to their age than to a color palette at a textile factory. His fingers screamed as he gripped the thick, soft fabric, but he grabbed the top one and brought it to her, covering her.
As he started to wrap himself in the other one, he realized he was still soaking wet.
So was she.
Thin hints of warmth began to creep out of the tiny woodstove and he turned his attention to the fire again, blowing on it lightly, then checking the flue.
Whew. All was well. He added a few small pieces of wood he found littering the backside of the woodstack and hoped the fire would continue to take.
“I’m cold. Wet. Brain slow. Mouth slower,” Colleen whispered, with a tiny smile.
“Since when do you have a slow mouth?”
His stomach dropped. Looking down at her, his down comforter on his shoulders, he panicked. Stress flooded him like he was underwater again, fumbling for her seatbelt, her life in his hands.