Finding the Way Back To Love is a new contemporary romance by author Katie O’Boyle which is being released today. This is a story about a heroine and hero in their thirties, with real life issues with which they must struggle, while trying to find their way to one another. The obstacles in their path are significant, but will overcoming them make finding their way back to love all the sweeter?
Finding the Way Back To Love in the limelight . . .
Finding the Way Back To Love Blurb
Gwen Forrester, Ph.D., 32, gifted psychotherapist and beautiful widow, is stuck in a rut, dating hotties on the fast track, when what she really wants is a life partner who’ll help her raise a family and make a difference in her home town of Tompkins Falls. New in town, Officer Peter Shaughnessy, 30, has recovered from the damage he suffered in a drug bust in his hometown of Syracuse, but he’s still smarting from his ex-wife’s betrayal and, before that, the years of abuse from his alcoholic father. When Gwen’s very-pregnant niece Haley trips the security system at Gwen’s lakeside home one moonlit summer night, it’s love at first sight for responding Officer Peter and stunned Aunt Gwen. By joining forces to help Haley, Peter and Gwen discover they’re a good team. Long, exhilarating canoe trips convince them they’re on the same page with their life goals. Then a destructive squall lands them on the rocks, and a night of stormy passion reveals painful truths that drive them apart. Are they willing to go to any length to find their way back to love?
Finding the Way Back To Love Excerpts
"Gwen Forrester?" Peter asked. At her nod, he stepped aside.
Her startled gaze shifted to Haley and softened with love. Her face lit up with delight when she spied the big belly. "Oh!"
The two rushed toward each other, embracing, laughing, crying, talking so low he could make out only a few words-"your mother?" and "boy we met at Christmas" and "when?"
"October, really?" Gwen stepped back. "Just two more months?" She caressed Haley’s face. "Have you had anything to eat today?"
"I’m starved." Haley grinned.
"Ma’am?" Peter got no response. He might as well be invisible. "Ms. Forrester?" he said louder.
Gwen turned with a look of pure joy, cheeks flushed, eyes wide. She was a chic, older, ash-blond version of Haley. Even more beautiful.
Her dreamy gaze made him wonder if she was flirting with him. Get real, Shaughnessy. "If you won’t be pressing charges, my partner and I will clear out of here, Ms. Forrester."
She held out her hand, tilted her head coquettishly, and told him, "It’s Gwen. And you are?"
"Officer Peter Shaughnessy." Her handshake was firm and surprisingly strong for such a slender, feminine woman. He cleared his throat. "You’ll need to get those locks fixed right away, ma’am."
"Gwen," she reminded him with a flutter of thick, dark eyelashes.
"Gwen, my partner and I recommend that you put your vehicle in the garage tonight, close and lock the overhead door, deadbolt the kitchen door, and set the alarm. Call a locksmith first thing in the morning."
Her only response was, "Haley and I will be having breakfast around nine. We’d love to have you join us, Officer."
He opened his mouth to repeat the caution but closed it again. His partner had told him Tompkins Falls operated more like a small town than a city. This definitely wasn’t going by the Syracuse Police Department procedure book that he still had in his head.
Haley touched his arm and winked. "Come for breakfast, Officer. I need protection from the Inquisition. And Gwen makes a mean omelet."
Gwen took a nervous sip of almost-cold coffee. "I’m sure her mother was no help. Ursula is completely self-absorbed. She probably threw Haley out on the street." She used a piece of bagel to push the rest of her omelet into the center of the plate and rested the bagel on top. "Haley and I didn’t get into the hard questions last night. All I know is she came here by bus with a duffle full of dirty clothes-none of them maternity clothes-and a stash of cash."
"She said last night she walked here from the bus station."
"I didn’t even know she was coming." Tears burned Gwen’s eyes. "I realized this morning, she had left me about six messages from four o’clock on. I should have been here for her."
"Gwen, you were here for her." Peter’s voice was gentle. "Your timing was just off a little. And maybe it’s not a bad thing that the police confronted her for breaking in last night. It’s a wake-up call that she’s making some desperate decisions. Bad ones."
"You’re a wise man, Officer Shaughnessy." Gwen dabbed at her eyes with her napkin and gave him a grateful smile.
"I have a sister. She made some bad choices at that age, too."
He drank down his juice and slid off the stool with a fluid motion that rippled the muscles of his torso, under his tight, white T-shirt. A thrill shot through Gwen.
About the Author
Born in the upstate-New York village known as the Birthplace of Women’s Rights, Katie O’Boyle passionately loves the Finger Lakes in every season. She cherishes the lakeside porch as a place for intimate sharing, laughter and inspiration. Some years ago, Katie was a stellar student and closet substance abuser at a picture-perfect small college. She credits loving friends, 12-step spirituality, and plenty of hard work for her transformation into her grown-up self: tech-savvy college professor and passionate author of warm-hearted romance. She skillfully weaves those essential experiences and knowledge throughout the Lakeside Porches romances.
You can learn more about Katie O’Boyle and her books at:
Facebook: Katie OBoyle Author
Book Buy Links