Title: Summer Bride
Author: Shanna Hatfield
Genre: Sweet Romance, RomCom
Publication Date: July 12th, 2018
wo scheming matchmakers are at it again…
USA Today Bestselling Author Shanna Hatfield writes character-driven romances with relatable heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”
Convinced everyone deserves a happy ending, this hopeless romantic is out to make it happen one story at a time. When she isn’t writing or indulging in chocolate (dark and decadent, please), Shanna hangs out with her husband, lovingly known as Captain Cavedweller.
Shanna is a member of Western Writers of America, Women Writing the West, Romance Writers of America, Sweet Romance Reads, Cowboy Kisses, and Pioneer Hearts.
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Caught woolgathering, she felt heat stinging her cheeks in embarrassment. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t paying attention. What was the question?”
Justin grinned. “I just asked if you have plans for Easter.”
“Nothing exciting. Shane and I will go to church, of course, and then I thought we might go for a drive and take along a picnic.” Sage shrugged. “He’s declared himself too big for coloring eggs or doing any of the fun things we used to, although I’m not sure he’s believed in the Easter Bunny since he came to live with me.”
Justin’s grin faded and he gave her a curious look before he glanced down the table at Shane. His gaze shifted back to her. “Isn’t Shane your son?”
Sage choked on the sip of lemonade she’d just swallowed. Matilda whacked her on the back as she coughed into a napkin. When she ceased coughing and could speak again, she shook her head. “Shane is my brother.”
Eyes wide in shock, Justin gaped at her. “Your brother? So you aren’t… you don’t have… Are you married?”
Had Sage taken another drink, she was sure she would have spewed it all over Justin. It was a good thing she’d merely sat glaring at him in disbelief. What on earth had given him the idea she was married and Shane was her son? How old did he think she was, anyway?
“She isn’t married,” Matilda said when Sage remained silent. “She doesn’t even have a boyfriend right now, do you, darling?” The old woman appeared to size up Justin before she leaned toward him. “Are you interested?”