Pages: 352 pages
Release Date: April 29, 2014
Source of my copy: Meryl Moss Media Relations
Series: Fool's Gold #13
Synopsis (from Goodreads)
New York Times bestselling author Susan Mallery invites you back to Fool's Gold, where a newcomer to town might finally meet the man she never knew she needed…
Angel Whittaker earned his scars the hard way, but the scars that can't be seen are the ones that haunt him the most. Since he moved to Fool's Gold, California, he's cobbled together a life for himself as a bodyguard trainer. If he's not exactly happy, at least his heart is safe.
Working with pro-football superstars taught tough-talking PR woman Taryn Crawford one thing—she can go toe to toe with any man. But then dark, dangerous former Special Ops Angel targets her for seduction…and challenges her to resist his tempting kisses.
Even in four-inch heels, Taryn never backs down. Unless, somehow, Angel can convince her that surrender might feel even better than victory.
This scene** was during one of Angel and Taryn's dates. Angel just found out what he got himself into when he signed up to volunteer to be a Grove Keeper and what the job entailed.
"You know that old saying 'no good deed goes unpunished'?"
"A couple of weeks ago I talked to Mayor Marsha about getting involved in town. I wanted a volunteer activity."
And the surprises kept on coming, Taryn thought.
Angel's expression turned sheepish. "It's how I was raised. Small town, people took care of each other. Once I knew I was staying here, I wanted to be helping people. She suggested the Future Warriors of the Maa-zib."
Taryn laughed. "Future what? Are you serious? Is this weapons training for teenaged boys?"
"I wish. I figured it was a program for young men." He hesitated for a second, making her think there was something he wasn't telling her, but then he continued. "There are stages. Acorns, Sprouts and so on up to Mighty Oaks. The adult is called a Grove Keeper."
Angel was a big, scary guy. He had scars and secrets and he was the last person she could imagine volunteering to work with children. The fact that he had done so made her even more interested in him.
"Good for you. So what's the problem? I can't imagine you being worried about a bunch of unruly boys."
Angel shifted on his seat. "They're not boys. They're girls. Little girls. My Acorns are seven-year-old girls. They ear beads for activities. The keeper handbook is pink. He began to speak faster and the tone of his voice tightened. "They're supposed to learn regular stuff like knots and map reading, but there are also beads for face painting and families and..." He paused, then shuddered. "The feminine cycle."
Taryn was relieved their drinks hadn't arrived yet, because if she'd been drinking, she knew she would have started to choke. As it was, laughter spilled our of her. "The feminine cycle?"
He glared at her. "It's not funny."
"Oh yeah. It is."
**The excerpt is from an Advance Reader's Copy edition of When We Met and may be subject to change in the final edition.