Title: Reclaim My
Heart
Author: Donna
Fasano
Format: Paperback
and eBook
Publisher: Hard Knocks
Books
ISBN:
978-1939000200
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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About the Book ~*~
Sixteen years ago, Tyne Whitlock cut all ties to her past and left town under the shameful shadow of a teenage pregnancy. Now her fifteen-year-old son is in trouble with the law and she is desperate for help. But reaching out to high-powered attorney Lucas Silver Hawk will tear open the heart-wrenching past in ways Tyne never imagined.
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About the Book ~*~
Sixteen years ago, Tyne Whitlock cut all ties to her past and left town under the shameful shadow of a teenage pregnancy. Now her fifteen-year-old son is in trouble with the law and she is desperate for help. But reaching out to high-powered attorney Lucas Silver Hawk will tear open the heart-wrenching past in ways Tyne never imagined.
Forced to return to the Delaware Indian community where Lucas
was raised, Tyne and Lucas are tempted by the heated passion that consumed them
as teens. Tyne rediscovers all the reasons she found this man irresistible, but
there are scandalous secrets waiting to be revealed, disgraceful choices made
in the past that cannot be denied. Love is a powerful force that could heal
them both—if the truth doesn't rip them apart.
Excerpt ~*~
From Chapter Two
He couldn't dismiss the tone of those
two small words, nor could he ignore the magnitude of emotion clouding her
expression. He had no choice but to relent.
"Sit down," he murmured. He
closed the door of his office and then returned to perch himself on the corner
of his desk. He steeled himself before asking, "What's on your mind?"
She seemed to shrink a little as a
thousand thoughts ran though her head. Seconds passed, and still she didn't
speak.
Lucas witnessed the phenomenon almost
on a daily basis. The people who wound up in his office often felt as if they
were carrying the world on their shoulders. He knew her anxiety would
eventually discharge, and from the looks of it, he wouldn't have to wait long.
Finally, she pressed her hand to her
chest. "I can't breathe."
"Relax. Do you want some
water?"
She shook her head, a lock of her
long, platinum hair falling over her forearm. "No. I need to get this out.
I promised you I'd hurry."
He couldn't keep his brows from
arching a fraction. She hadn't kept her promises in the past. Why would he
expect her to now?
Tyne ran her tongue along her full
bottom lip, hesitated another moment, then blurted, "I need a
lawyer."
Lucas closed his eyes and stifled a
sigh. He could have guessed as much, of course. He'd worked hard to get himself
into the privileged position of being able to pick and choose his clients. The
last person he wanted to represent was Tyne Whitlock.
"A good lawyer, Lucas."
Common sense told him Tyne wasn't
attempting to flatter him. She was speaking purely out of desperation.
"Look, Tyne—" Something made
him stop. He sighed, and then he stood, taking his time rounding his desk and
sitting down. The leather-upholstered arms of the chair were cool and smooth
under his fingertips.
"I know some of the best
attorneys in the city." He plucked a pen from the cup on his desktop.
"And many of them owe me a favor or two." He reached into his inside
jacket pocket, pulled out one of the business cards he always kept handy, and
turned it over, poised to write. "Let me give you some names and
numbers—"
"I don't want just any
attorney." Her chin lifted. "I want you. Why else would I have come here?"
His gaze lowered to the small white
card in his hand. With much deliberation, he set down the pen and the card, and
then he looked her directly in the eyes.
Every muscle in her body appeared
board-stiff.
"Listen to me—" he kept his
tone calm "—when people find themselves in trouble with the law, or
victimized, or wrongfully sued, or unjustly accused, they tend to get lost in a
strange, I don't know, franticness. A recklessness that they almost always
regret. Believe me when I tell you that no situation is hopeless, and
circumstances are rarely as desperate as they might be perceived. Whatever
trouble you're in, don't let panic and fear haze your thinking."
"You don't understand."
"I think I do," he rushed to
assure her. "I see it every day. Honest, hardworking people finding
themselves in dire straits. And this unfamiliar territory throws them. They
grasp at help from the first source that comes to mind."
"But—"
"Just like that old adage warning
that only a fool acts as his own lawyer, it's also foolish to choose an
attorney in haste. You and I have a past, Tyne, and even though all of that
took place years and years ago, the fact remains that we have a history. I
don't believe I would be the best person to represent you in a court of law.
You need someone who'll be totally unbiased. Let me give you some names. I'll
make some calls for you myself—"
"Stop!" She lifted her hands
and scooted to the edge of the seat. "You don't understand. And I can't
make you understand if you won't shut up
for a minute."
His eyebrows arched and the
frustration in her statement had him leaning back a bit.
She frowned. "I'm sorry. Really,
I am. I had to stew all day yesterday." She fisted her hands in her lap.
"I didn't expect to reach anyone on a Sunday, but do you know that your
firm doesn't offer an emergency number on the answering machine?" She
exhaled with force. "I'm a nervous wreck just being here. Seeing you.
But all that aside, I shouldn't have snapped at you. Please accept my
apology."
He didn't react, didn't move. He just
waited for her to continue.
"The thing is… what you need to
know…"
Once again, she grew terribly
cautious, and Lucas found that extremely curious. What the hell was it she
found so hard to tell him? What kind of trouble was she in?
She blanched, but then her spine
straightened. "I'm not the one who needs a lawyer. I want to hire you,
yes. But I'm not the one needing representation. It's my son who's in
trouble." A nerve at the corner of her eye ticked, but her gaze never
veered from his as she added, "Our
son, Lucas."
Donna Fasano is a three time winner of the HOLT Medallion, a CataRomance
Reviewers Choice
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Award winner for Best Single Title, a Desert Rose Golden Quill
Award finalist, and a Golden Heart finalist. Her books have sold over 3.6
million copies worldwide and have been published in nearly two dozen languages.
Her books have made the Kindle Top 100 Paid List numerous times, climbing as
high as #17.
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What others are saying about Donna's books:
"...complex, funny, and realistic..." ~Wilmington News Journal
"Excellent!" ~Bookreview.com
"Could not help myself from reading excerpts to my husband and
friends. This book is well written, the characters are real, everyday folks. It
is very easy to identify with them. Donna Fasano is a talented author."
~Elizabeth M. Caldwell on Amazon
"...a fast paced riotous look at family life today. Donna Fasano
is right on target!" ~Donna Zapf, SingleTitles.com
Author Q&A~*~
What was your favorite
part of this book to write? Which part was the hardest?
I really enjoyed writing the love scenes. In my sweet romances,
all the 'spice' takes place behind closed doors. So this was very fun. And
which part was hardest? The "kitchen love scene" (naughty pun
intended!).
When you were a child,
what did you want to be when you “grew up”?
I wanted to be a teacher. My aunt attended college and earned
her teaching degree. I always idolized her.
If you couldn’t be an
author, what would your ideal career be?
Teacher. I love kids, and I often include them in my stories. I
always say that children are very honest and outspoken. Kids inject a great
deal of fun into a book.
If you could live inside
the world of a book, which book would you choose?
Pride and Prejudice. Love that Mr. Darcy!
Give your fans three fun
facts that they may not already know about you.
I love to cook! (I often post recipes on my blog.)
My reading tastes are crazy-eclectic. I read anything and
everything.
I'm a little on the chubby side.
Chocolate, vanilla, or
strawberry?
Depends. If we're talking ice cream, then vanilla… and I love
mine topped with sliced banana and warm caramel sauce. If we're talking cake,
then chocolate, and don't forget the fudge frosting. If we're talking
milkshakes, then strawberry. Wow, now I'm hungry.
Please tell us in one
sentence only, why we should read your book.
I put my heart and soul into this Reclaim My Heart, and I think
it shows… in the characters and in the story.
So what’s next for you
as an author? Any last words?
I'm thinking of writing a book that revolves around three
friends in different stages of marriage, but I'm not sure yet. I've worked very
hard on Reclaim My Heart and I'm going to take a few days off. Then I'll get
back to work!
I want to thank you for hosting me, and I
want to thank your followers for taking the time to read about Reclaim My
Heart.
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