A
CHANGE OF HEART
By
Barbara Longley
BLURB:
Cory
Marcel worked tirelessly over eight grueling years to develop a successful
military career. After her commanding officer violently assaulted her, she lost
everything—especially her trust in people. Despite the emotional damage
threatening to sink her, Cory agrees to accept a new job at a furniture store
in Perfect—a job that could offer the fragile brunette the chance to start
over.
Ted
Lovejoy cofounded Langford & Lovejoy Heritage Furniture, but lately he
feels like an outsider in his own business. When he meets Cory, Ted realizes
his company can do more than just build furniture—it can also help rebuild
lives. He longs to help Cory recover from her pain, yet every time he gets too
close to her heart, she pushes him away.
While
Cory can’t resist her attraction to Ted, she fears the demons haunting her will
drag down both of them. Could this kind, soft-spoken man help her finally bury
the past…and unlock a future full of hope and happiness?
EXCERPT:
“Too
late. I crumbled months ago.” Cory’s jaw clenched. “I don’t know if I can do
shopping, makeup or a regular job. All of that stuff you mentioned I did? It
was fueled by rage. Rage was my sole reason for getting out of bed each day.
It’s done. I’m out of momentum and reason.” She crossed her eyes and twirled
her finger by her temple. “In more ways than one.”
“Then
it’s time to find a new reason to get out of bed.” Brenda’s face took on a
resolute, dogged expression. “You have a job interview tomorrow afternoon, and
I’m here to make sure you look your best.”
“What?
NO!” Her blood turned to ice water, chilling her to the sludge-filled center of
her bones.
“Yep.
Let’s go. Hup, hup.” Brenda pulled her up and pointed her toward home. “Right,
left, right, left. March. You stink, and your hair is a greasy, stringy mess.”
“I
like my hair this way.”
“No
you don’t.” Brenda gave her a gentle nudge. “Ready or not, here comes your new
life.”
“I’m
not ready.” Panic sent her heart racing, tightening her chest and robbing her
of breath. “I’m not ready, dammit.”
Excerpt
#2
“I
can’t believe you did it again,” Ted shouted, plowing both hands through his
hair. “You swore I would be part of the hiring process. You swore.” He glared
at Noah.
They
had twelve employees now, split between two shifts. With the exception of
Paige, all of their staff belonged to the same exclusive club, sharing the bond
of brotherhood their veteran status gave them. Ted didn’t belong. He was an
outsider in his own business, a company that had been his idea from the start.
No
one seemed to care that he was the Lovejoy part of Langford & Lovejoy
Heritage Furniture. Despite half ownership and
being the human resources director to boot, Noah continued to make staffing
decisions without conferring with him first. That cut him deep, and in this
case, completely severed his last straw.
“This
was an emergency call on my part.” Noah widened his stance and crossed his arms
in front of his chest—his commander stance. “Besides, I never swore. I said I’d
try to follow the hiring procedures,
and for the most part I have. Cory is an exception. We talked about it, and you
agreed we need someone to take over the web maintenance, social media and order
processing. I’m adding shipping to that roster, which will ease up your load
considerably. You can spend more time in production, which is what you said you
wanted.”
“That’s
beside the point. Did you post the job? Take Applications? How about an
interview with me included?” Restless and edgy, Ted couldn’t shake the feeling
that it might be time for a change. Langford & Lovejoy flourished, while
his discontent grew by leaps and bounds.
“Hey,
kid. What’s got your boxers in a bunch?” Ryan strolled into the conference room
for their usual Monday morning meeting. “We could hear you shouting from the
first floor.”
“Maybe
it’s the fact that you and everybody else around here still see me as a kid. It’s damn insulting,” he shouted
again. “I have a masters in business administration, and I sign your paycheck.”
Paige
waddled in behind her husband, rubbing her distended belly. “Watch your
language. I don’t want the baby to pick that stuff up.”
And
there it was, the other exclusive club he couldn’t gain entrance to—the happily
married and reproducing group. Ryan and Paige had just finished building their
house on the west side of town and were expecting their first child. Noah and
Ceejay were also expecting. This was number four for them. Ted rolled his eyes.
“I doubt that pea in the pod is paying any attention to what goes on here.”
“They
do.” She laid her folder on the table and settled into her chair. “Babies can
hear things.”
“Whatever.”
He took his customary place with his back to the door. Something he always did
out of deference to Noah and Ryan, who both coped with PTSD. They had to have
their backs to the wall, and Ted didn’t care where his back faced either way.
“Noah hired someone without consulting with me first. We’ve been having the same
argument for five years now, and my bungee cord is just about out of stretch.”
He’d
worked his ass off to get through school, worked around the clock to grow their
business into a thriving success. What did he have to show for all that
sacrifice? He’d become a twenty-four year old workaholic with a healthy savings
account and pockets full of nothing but loneliness. No one respected or
included him. He hadn’t even taken a vacation in all that time, and he was worn
to a stressed out frazzle. Did anyone bother to notice? Nope. “I don’t care if
this Cory guy is a freaking genius. You had no business hiring him without my
say so,” he snapped.
Noah’s
jaw twitched. “Cory is—”
“I’m
sorry. Maybe I should leave,” a soft feminine voice said from behind him.
AUTHOR INFORMATION:
As
a child, award-winning author Barbara Longley moved frequently, learning early
on how to entertain herself with stories. Adulthood didn’t tame her peripatetic
ways: she has lived on an Appalachian commune, taught on a Native American
reservation, and traveled the country from coast to coast. After having
children of her own, she decided to try staying put, choosing Minnesota as her
home. By day, she puts her master’s degree in special education to use teaching
elementary school. By night, she explores all things mythical, paranormal, and
newsworthy, channeling what she learns into her writing. Barbara loves to hear
from readers, and can be reached through her website:
http://www.barbaralongley.com
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twitter.com/barbaralongley
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Barbara-Longley/221712464539145
http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/5054052.Barbara_Longley
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