Destination Daytona

By: Nancy OBerry | Other books by Nancy OBerry
Categories: Mainstream Romance, Contemporary,
Word Count: 16,270
Heat Level: STEAMY
Published By: Red Rose Publishing

 

Janet Duplain wasn't sure what to expect when she decided to make the trek down to Florida and the Daytona 500. She'd surprised her husband Ed with the trip only he died unexpectedly and now this is the last thing she can do to honor his memory.
Steven Brock loves NASCAR so when he rescues a woman outside the gates and finds she knows nothing about racing he plans to enlighten her. What he doesn't expect is the sparks to fly between them. Her auburn hair and deep green eyes are like a beacon calling him in. Only Janet is still carrying the torch for her dead husband. Can Steven turn on the charm and woo her convincing fair Janet that love is always better the second time around?







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Destination Daytona
Destination Daytona

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  • Recommended Read
    "Anyone looking for a well written and highly entertaining story needs to look no further. This is what you are looking for. I highly recommend not just this story but all of Nancy O'Berry's work. You will not be disappointed. " ~ Roberta, You Gotta Read Reviews

    • Excerpt

    Janet bit her lip then gave a weak smile. "I'm forty three, a widow."

    In the silence the waitress came and stood before them. "Can I help you folks?"

    Janet shook her head.

    Steve shifted on the seat. "Can you give us a moment?"

    "Sure." The waitress smiled as she moved away.

    Janet felt emotions overwhelm her. Blindly she reached for her purse. She looked at the man beside her. "I'm sorry, this was a mistake." She began scooting across the other side of the booth toward the end. "I hated to have taken up your time."

    "Janet, don't go." Steve put a hand out to stop her.

    She shrank away from him and felt the first heat of tears sliding down her cheeks. "I have to go. I never should have come." She reached the edge of the seat and stood, "Thank you Steve, for being my knight in shining armor."

    Even as she turned away, Janet heard the crunch of plastic as he stood. Two steps were all she managed before his hands grasped her shoulders turning her around. She couldn't look at him. Hot scalding tears spilled across her cheeks. Thankful that he said nothing, Janet grabbed the fullness of his shirt and pressed her face against his chest as his arms encircled her.

    God, he smelled of heaven.