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#Blurb
Every summer, when the willow trees blow lazily in the breeze Maven
Wilder goes back to Portwood. At one time she was sure she knew what love was.
She thought she was in it, but not anymore.
Maven never expected to meet Henri Levitt that summer. A brown-haired,
brown-eyed guy that keeps to himself and is always working odd jobs, Henri
lives with relatives and comes off a bit depressed. He’s happy to stay busy,
and if that means little social life, that is fine by him.
Nobody in Portwood thinks twice about Henri. And it’s only after an
embarrassing accident happens at The Yogurt Hut that Maven even notices him.
After meeting Henri that day, Maven’s life changes in ways she never counted
on. Spending the summer with Henri shows Maven there is more to life than
heartbreak, and that some people do change you for the better. Maven learns a
lot over the summer. And after meeting Henri, her life will never be the same.
#Excerpt
Maven’s father smiled at the sound of his daughter’s laughter outside on
the porch. A sound he had begun to miss. But now it was back and he could see
why she enjoyed Henri’s friendship so much. Henri had a way to make her all
smiles and free from care.
Maven’s mother snuck up behind him. She wrapped her arms around him.
“Are you enjoying your day off?”
“Absolutely, but not as much as our daughter and Henri,” Her dad pointed
out, he raised a finger signaling his wife to wait. Seconds later another
giggle slipped through the windows.
“He’s a nice boy.” She stroked her husband’s arm, planting a kiss on his
cheek.
“I know that. I try to tell myself that every day that I see her take
off for his house.”
“She’s happy. Happier than I have seen her in a long time,” her mom
said.
He parted the curtain, giving the lovebirds one more look before he took
his sandwich and went into the den for lunch.
“I swear I was born with two left feet,” Henri said. He watched Maven’s
eye sparkle as she giggled about his poor dancing skills. Her legs draped
lazily over his lap. They swayed carelessly on the porch swing.
“You’ll do just fine.” Her hair fluttered in the breeze. “We are going
to have a lot of fun. And we are going to take a lot of pictures.”
Henri idly ran a thumb against her thigh, listening attentively
“And they will be the best pictures ever.” She smiled, sitting up and
resting her head against Henri’s shoulder, the mood dying down.
Maven touched his face, staring off, stroking the side of it, lost in an
awful contemplation. The thought that one day all she would have of him were
pictures. She pulled her phone from her pocket.
“What are you doing, Maven?” Henri asked, tugging the beanie from his
head and covering his face with it. Maven pulled his arm away from his face.
“I’m making a video of you.” She dropped her feet to the porch standing
up. “Say something, Henri.”
Henri sighed. His brown eyes lighting up with amusement, he grinned.
“You should be the one on camera.”
“Why’s that, Henri?”
He ran a hand through his hair, his eyes looking away from the camera.
“Because you’re so beautiful it hurts.”
Maven smiled from behind her phone. “Say something else.”
He stared into the camera lens, a solemn expression creeping across his
face. “I’m Henri Levitt. And I have no idea what I am going to do when I have
to dance with Maven.” He laughed, springing up from the swing and took off
after her, she squealed, bounding across the porch, her bare feet echoing
through the wood as she tried to get away from him.
She almost made it to the other end of the porch before Henri grabbed
her by the waist, twirling her around in his grasp, her feet no longer on the
floor. He set her back down, backing her against the white railing. His hands
on both sides not allowing her to escape, he took the phone and turned the
camera on her now, positioning the two of them in front of the viewfinder. He
kissed her cheek.
“You see that?” he said, talking to the camera. “We just made a memory.”
He kissed her again.
Maven’s heart pittered and pattered as he held tight to her chin,
kissing her again. He shot a look at the camera, the only witness to the
undeniable connection between the two of them. “An everlasting reminder of my
amazing kissing skills,” He laughed. Maven snatched the camera away from him
hiding her sadness. She knew he was joking, but it still dug at her emotions,
making her ready to burst into tears.
Henri watched her take a few steps away from him. Her attention pinned
on the video they just made. He leaned against the railing, knowing he had
ruined the moment between them. But what could he say?
#MeetTheAuthor
Holly Hood is the author of The Ink Series, the 8th Sin
Series and many other romance titles. She lives in Ohio with her husband and
four children. When she’s not busy writing, you can find her cozied up on the
couch watching reality television. Come visit Simplyhollyhood.com.
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