Taking a Chance by Maggie McGinnis is the sixth book in her Whisper Creek series. The story features a hard working heroine who was expecting a promotion and was instead sent to Montana to work at a nursing home and the local hottie that loves getting under her skin. This book promises much fun and a sweet romance that you won’t want to miss.
Taking a Chance by Maggie McGinnis
Series: Whisper Creek #6
Release Date: November 7, 2017
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group, Lovesept
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
A fun-loving troublemaker gives a workaholic Southern gal a real taste of Montana magic at the one and only Whisper Creek Ranch.
A rising star in the corporate world, Emma Winthrop enjoys the view from her cubicle in sunny Florida. But when she’s dispatched to a nursing home in Whisper Creek for three months of field experience, she discovers a slice of heaven made of mountains and mayhem—mostly in the form of rugged, drop-dead gorgeous Jasper Stone, who grinds his specialty beans at the town’s best coffee shop in between organizing dodge-ball games and wheelchair races in Emma’s hallways.
When Jasper walks in on this beautiful angel in silky purple underwear trying to rinse out her blouse, it’s a breathtaking view—even for a Montana native. Wreaking havoc here at Shady Acres keeps his dad in good spirits, but getting under Emma’s skin is proving to be even more fun. Jasper knows that he’s falling faster than a man with his past has any right to, but his body and his heart have a mind of their own. And Emma appears to be claiming both.
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Excerpt
He snapped off a long blade of grass. “Did you ever learn how to play a grass whistle?”
“Um, no. Didn’t know that was a thing.”
“Totally is.” He pressed his thumbs together with the grass between them, then lifted his hands to his mouth and blew. The sound that came out made Emma laugh out loud.
“That sounds like a dying bird.”
“Does not.” He blew again, and it was even worse. “I have it on good authority that it actually sounds like a hippopotamus’s mating call.”
She laughed again as she sat up. “Who in your circle of weirdos even knows what a hippo’s mating call sound like?”
“Not important.”
“Well, if I hear hooves coming our way, I’m getting on Honeydrop there and leaving you at the hippos’ mercy. Just saying.”
“Here.” He picked her a blade of grass. “You try it.”
“I have no desire to call in a herd of hippos, thanks.”
“They’re not native. No worries. Worst thing you’ll do is tick off the resident moose population.”
Her eyes popped open. “No desire to meet those, either, thanks.”
“Just try it.”
“Fine.” She sighed, trying to position the grass the way she’d seen him do it. She raised her hands to her mouth and blew, but no sound came out besides her own air.
“Harder than it looks to call in a hippo, isn’t it?”
“I can do it.” She inhaled, then blew again. Nothing. “Huh. My grass is defective.”
He smiled. “Try another piece.”
She picked one, lifted it, and tried again. Still nothing. “Must be a country-boy skill.”
“I’m from L.A.”
“Details.”
“Want some help?”
“Nope.” She blew again. “Fine. Yes, please. Because now it’s a thing. I didn’t even know it was a thing I didn’t know how to do, but now it is. So I need to know. Now.”
Her words faded as she realized he was watching her lips, and the way he was watching her lips—oh, hell—was sending streaks of liquid longing straight to all the places.
“It’s all in the lips,” he finally said, and was it her imagination, or did his voice sound a little strangled?
“All in the lips.” She took a deep breath. “Okay. What do I do with the lips?”
“May I?” He reached toward her mouth with one hand, touching her top lip with his index finger,then sliding it slowly around to the bottom. “Here and . . . here. Tighten those up, and you’ll be good to go.”
It was all she could do not to kiss his finger, all she could do not to wrap her lips around it and pull it into her mouth . . . all she could do not to close her eyes and beg him to kiss her.
“Okay,” she said. “Got it.”
He pulled his hand away, but his eyes stayed focused on her lips, and she knew it was because he was checking to see if she did it correctly, but holy hell. The heat in those eyes!
She pulled her hands up to her mouth and took a deep breath, blowing as hard as she could. A strangled-duck sort of sound came out, but hey. It was a sound.
He laughed. “See? All in the lips.”
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About the Author
Maggie McGinnis
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Maggie McGinnis is a USA Today® Bestselling author and Golden Heart® Finalist who writes heart-tugging, humorous contemporary romance for Random House and St. Martin’s Press.
She’s a member of Romance Writers of America, and is agented by the fabulous Courtney Miller-Callihan of Sanford J. Greenburger Associates.
Maggie’s Whisper Creek series is set in Montana and features a cast of characters who (accidentally) find their happily-ever-afters on a Montana dude ranch. Her Echo Lake series is set in a charming Vermont village filled with big-hearted people, maple creemees, and second chances.
Want to connect? Great!! You can find Maggie on Twitter and Facebook. Thus far she’s avoided Pinterest and Instagram because she knows herself, and there is no coming back from those places.
looks interesting
Thanks for sharing such an amusing excerpt. I’d like to read on and see what happens. Hopefully no moose show up!
Thanks for the giveaway.