Title: The Traveling Woman (The Traveling Duet, #2)
Author: Jane Harvey – Berrick
Release Date: April 7, 2015
Genre: Contemporary Romance
How many times do you gamble on love? When love has knocked you down, should you give it another chance? When does optimism become stupidity?
And what happens when the man you’re in love with is never still, always moving, always traveling? Do you say goodbye, or do you leave behind everything that you’ve worked for, everything that you’ve ever known? Can a traveling carnival be my home
Oh. You thought I had the answers. No, sorry. No answers, just a lot of questions—and a heart that wants to rule my head.
Can one person be my home?
ExcerptI stopped suddenly and Gregg all but ran me over, knocking my purse from my arm and making me stumble.
“Really, I can explain about Lulu,” he babbled, but I wasn’t listening to him.
I was staring at the man on the other side of the parking lot, his silver-gray eyes fixed intently on me.
"Kes,” I breathed, my heart starting to gallop.
I squeezed my eyes shut, wondering briefly if I’d fallen over the edge of sanity and conjured him up, imagined that he’d come for me. But when I looked again, his eyes were still watching me, full of fire.
Gratitude, hope, love, shock—so many emotions twisted inside me.
He was leaning against an electric-blue motorcycle and a plain black helmet dangled from one hand. A leather jacket hung from his broad shoulders, his long legs encased in dark denim and ending in heavy black biker boots. He looked dangerous, and when he pushed his free hand through his dark hair and straightened up, his heated eyes never left mine.
He was here. Really here. For me. My body hungered for his and my arms longed to reach out for him. The words ‘I love you’ burned on my tongue, but I bit them back. He was here, but I needed to know what it meant. So I locked my heart away. Kes still had secrets.
But he’s here! My happy heart screamed. His eyes swept up and down my body and a pulse of heat washed over me as color rose in my cheeks.
But then his eyes narrowed slightly as he lasered in on Gregg, and I could see the rage boiling up inside him.
“Oh sh!t,” I said softly as Kes stalked toward us.
I pulled my purse back onto my shoulder and glanced at Gregg who was still talking. Finally, he noticed Kes striding over and his eyebrows lifted with surprise. But it was Kes who spoke first.
“Can we talk?”
I stared at him. “You want to talk? That’s new.”
He winced, regret and pain on his face, and glanced across at Gregg. “Am I too late?” I met his eyes and spoke honestly.
*Complimentary copy received from author*
*Complimentary copy received from author*
Oh, where to start with this one???
Quite honestly, I’m struggling for words to describe how I feel about this one. This book left me with a jumble of feelings, all good of course. Yes, all good, even with the ups and downs this took me, but I think they just sometimes feel so real, both the ups and downs, that it’s leaving me almost at a loss for words, if that makes sense.
This is the continuation of Kes and Aimee’s story. We were left with a cliffhanger in The Traveling Man and the beginning of this story showed what happened shortly after. If the first book focused mostly on Kes’ world, here, we also got a glimpse of Aimee’s world, and as small a portion as that may have been, it’s quite interesting to see the dynamics given the 2 clearly different world they inhabit. And what happens after, you’re just gonna have to read.
Still told from Aimee’s POV, Jane took me for a ride and showed what happened after these 2 took a(nother) chance on love… sigh…
“You won’t lose me because I won’t let you.”
Aimee really stood out for me here, with the actions she took, the decisions she made, and the struggle she went thru. Her decisions took balls and for me, it showed the extent of her feelings for Kes.
Kes has always been the star for me from the beginning. He was never this perfect guy, yet with the sincerity of his words and actions, even the imperfect ones, and the innocence that somehow never left him, I fell just as hard for him as Aimee did.
I have to say that this was a slow burn. It feels like nothing extreme was happening for a while. It was more about how they navigate with their daily lives. Then as the other shoe dropped, as they say, I did get worried. I was worried for these 2 kids. Things just had to work out, they had to!
After reading this, I just felt all gooey inside. Can’t help it, really. Kes and Aimee’s story is just so darn sweet. It doesn’t mean that it’s all rainbows and unicorns because it wasn’t. Believe me, it wasn’t! But it shows what ‘true love’ can be and do. Some may buy it, some may not. Some may roll their eyes, some may not. Me? I bought every bit of it. I was happy when they were happy; sad when they were sad; and cried when they cried. I was there with them at every turn of their emotional ride.
Needless to say, quite a happy camper here, you betcha!
The Traveling Man (The Traveling Duet, #1)
I was ordinary. Nice. He was extraordinary. And he wasn’t always nice.
Moody and difficult, brilliant and beautiful, Kes scared me and he protected me. He could be incredibly hurtful and incredibly thoughtful. He wasn’t perfect, but he was perfect for me. He challenged me, he took me out of my safe little box and showed me the world could be magnificent. He was everything I wasn’t.
Aimee Anderson is ten when the traveling carnival first comes to her nice little town. She doesn’t expect her world to change so completely. But meeting Kestrel Donohue puts her life on a different path.
Even though she only sees him for the two weeks of the year when he passes through her home town, his friendship is the most important of her life. As a child’s friendship grows to adult love, the choices become harder, and both Kes and Aimee realize that two weeks a year will never be enough.
About the Author
I lived in London for over 10 years and have a love affair with New York. It's only since I have moved to the countryside, that the words have really begun to flow. I live in a small village by the ocean and walk my little dog, Pip, every day. It’s on those beachside walks that I have all my best ideas. Writing has become a way of life – and one that I love to share.
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