Excerpt Noble Neighbor by Nicole Ann Nielsen

Aug 102021
 

Noble Neighbor by Nicole Ann Nielsen

Escaping the publicity following the murder of his wife, Oliver and his son relocate to a small town and start afresh.

He never expected to fall for another woman.

After years of moving from place to place, Sunny and her daughters finally settle on a little slice of Nebraskan soil.

Falling for her neighbor was not part of her plan.

But Oliver is hard to resist. And he’s determined to break down Sunny’s walls.

When Sunny’s past collides with her present, will she do what she’s done before — take her girls and run?

Or will she stay and fight for love?

Excerpt Noble Neighbor by Nicole Ann Nielsen

#1

With a disgruntled curse, Oliver shoved back from his desk and prowled his office. What the ever-loving hell was happening here? He’d dressed for his run, but instead of hitting the road, he’d taken position in front of his computer and started writing. The words flowed, yes, and he’d quickly reached his daily target, but …
Two-thirds into his fifth book and suddenly Dirk — a lone PI, for pity’s sake — deviated from the plot and took on a new partner. A female partner. One with pretty blue eyes and shiny brown curls, and a rounded ass he — Dirk — was dying to get his hand on.
Oliver flung open the French doors and stepped onto his veranda. “It’s all your fault,” he muttered, concentrating his gaze on the rambling house a mere half mile across the way.
Since she’d moved in twelve days ago, Sunny Jones hadn’t been far from his thoughts. And yesterday morning …

#2

“I’m going to tell Oliver everything. Today.”
Sunny ended the call, chucked the phone onto the bed, and stormed from the room before she talked herself out of her decision. A couple of minutes later, she let herself into Oliver’s home.
“Hello?” Listening, the only sound within the house was the tick-tock from the grandfather clock in the hallway. She shrugged out of her jacket and hung it on the rack before making her way to his office.
It was empty, but the aroma of a steaming mug of coffee on his desk called to her. Sunny meandered over and took a sip. One sip led to a second, and she settled into his chair, closing her chilled hands around the ceramic, figuring he wouldn’t mind if she waited.
He might object to her finishing his coffee, and the thought brought a smile to her lips. She could always offer to pay penance.
But her smile dimmed as she remembered her reason for the visit. Oliver deserved the truth before he — either of them — took that final step.
Hopefully, he would be as understanding as she reckoned. Then again, his wife was a murder victim. And taking on the Jones girls and their baggage was a huge commitment. And maybe he wasn’t the man she thought him to be.
Urgh. Stop second-guessing yourself.
She placed the mug down, accidently knocking the mouse. The monitor lit up, drawing her gaze.
Shock bulleted through her.
The words filled her vision, ricocheting in her mind.
She shook her head and read them again.

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