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Sweet Melody(Seabrook Romance #1)
By Heidi McCahan
Christian Contemporary Romance
Paperback & ebook, 242 Pages
August 1st 2019
When a struggling bakery owner is rescued by a wannabe songwriter with hidden culinary talents, they discover they can make sweet harmony … if they can only learn to work together.
Rhett Foster longs to change the world with his music, yet he can’t even finish writing one song. Battered by a string of failures and disillusioned, he returns home to Portland, Oregon. While he desperately wants to create a chart-topping hit, his dad mandates a new mission: move to coastal vacation hotspot Seabrook, Washington and expand the family’s successful restaurant chain.
In danger of destroying her late parents’ legacy if she doesn’t diversify her menu, Lindsay Carmichael will try anything to save her bakery. But with a tiny budget and an injured employee who can’t work, she has no choice but to sink the last of her savings into buying a dilapidated food truck and hiring Rhett as a part-time barista. What she doesn’t know is that the handsome songwriter has a secret … one that could destroy her business and her heart.
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About the Author
Heidi secretly dreamed of writing a book for most of her childhood, but a particularly painful rejection letter in middle school convinced her to tuck that dream away. Instead, she earned a Bachelor’s degree in Sports Medicine from Whitworth University in Spokane, Washington and a Master’s Degree in Athletic Training from the University of Tennessee at Chattanooga. After a brief career as a Certified Athletic Trainer, Heidi married her husband Steve, then she dusted off her big dream of becoming a published author and launched her first contemporary romance into the world in 2014. A huge fan of coffee, dark chocolate, and happily ever after, Heidi currently lives in North Carolina with Steve, three active boys and one amazing Goldendoodle.
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Book Excerpt
That text message was burning a hole in his pocket.
Rhett grabbed a white ceramic mug from the stack nestled beside the bakery’s espresso machine and poured in a generous shot of hazelnut syrup. Brandi’s text filtered through his head while he pulled the shot of coffee.
I played our song for Paige Tyson. She loved it! Amazing, right? Her manager wants to know when we can finish it??
Ha! How about never? He added the coffee to the mug, then reached for the frothing pitcher full of milk. Empty.
He muttered an obscenity under his breath.
Hadn’t he steamed the milk for this order already? Apparently not. The carton sitting on the counter nearby was empty, too. Rushing to the cooler in the back for another gallon, he narrowly missed a collision with Lindsay and a platter of fresh scones.
“Sorry,” he mumbled and brushed past. The confusion in her eyes made him feel even more inadequate. His melodramatic exit from the party on Saturday night was embarrassing. He wasn’t real proud of his sour attitude this morning, either.
Man, why did he let Brandi get back in his head? Waking up to her text message about ‘their’ song was like a kick in the teeth.
Why couldn’t she let it go? Paige Tyson was a megastar. Why did she want a song her new backup singer had only half-written?
He grabbed two gallons of milk and carried them back out front, then hurried to finish the coffee order before the customers grew impatient.
“Here you go, ladies. Sorry to keep you waiting.” He set two drinks on the counter accompanied by his most charming smile.
“Thank you.” Both women smiled in return, collected their coffee, and claimed a table nearby.
While there was a lull in the orders, he refilled the grinder with coffee beans, finding comfort in the rich aroma wafting around him. Then he wiped down the counter and re-aligned the syrup bottles—anything to stay in perpetual motion so he wasn’t tempted to pull out his phone and fire off a reply.
There was so much he wanted to say. Didn’t she have a clue how much her rejection hurt him? What was he supposed to do—drop everything and meet her on her world tour somewhere so they could finish writing?
They hadn’t been able to pull that off after multiple writing sessions in Nashville—sessions she’d stopped showing up for once she met Mr. Bass Guitarist.
And why was she claiming ownership, anyway? She’d hardly contributed anything. He shook his head in disbelief. She was something else. What did he ever see in her, anyway?
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