Eek! I’m so excited to share that Finding You is now live! I had so much fun writing Gabe & Olivia. And I hate to pick favorites, but I think Gabe is one of my fave heroes! Look at the lovely things people are saying…
“I love all of Amanda Siegrist’s heroes but Gabe, with his shy and sweet personality, won my heart right away. He is one of most romantic heroes that Amanda Siegrist has ever written.”
Lisa – Goodreads Review ★★★★★
“I couldn’t put this book down and I had to keep turning the pages to see what would happen next and the outcome was just what I was hoping for.”
Jean – Goodreads Review ★★★★★
“Wow, another well written book from Amanda. I think Gabe is my favorite out of all the McCord men. This story is full of excitement, danger, mystery, suspense, and romance.”
Tammy – Goodreads Review ★★★★★
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What happens in Vegas doesn’t always stay in Vegas. One wild mishap could be the best thing that ever happened to him.
Being shy makes it hard for Gabe McCord to talk to women, but throw in a fun, wild night of drinking and it’s not so hard. Until he learns he didn’t just wake up next to a gorgeous woman—he married her. Nine months later and he’s still trying to find her…when she accidentally finds him.
Olivia Brenson is the new arson investigator in town trying to find the person responsible for multiple fires, the latest one which almost took a life. When she learns married—because neither remembered their nuptials—Gabe finds himself on another fun adventure. She wants to stay married for a short time to keep her overprotective, demanding father off her back. He doesn’t protest as it gives him a chance to prove he isn’t always the shy guy. But if he’s not careful, he might lose more than just his reserved tendencies. He’ll lose his heart along the way. Because he’s finding Olivia is the woman he never knew he needed in his life.
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Excerpt
“Can I join you?”
He looked up, startled.
For one terrifying heartbeat, she thought she made a mistake.
Then a slow, heart-melting grin appeared on his handsome face.
“Of course.”
Not a mistake.
Even though she couldn’t remember much of that crazy night, she didn’t
think what happened between them was a mistake either. Any woman would be lucky to be in bed with this man. With his cute dimples that framed his lips to his gorgeous baby-blue eyes that seemed to stare straight into her soul.
A waitress stopped at the table before they could strike up a conversation. She ordered—thankfully—a club sandwich and a beer. The beer was delivered quickly and the sandwich would join her soon, the waitress informed her.
Silence filled the air the entire time. Slightly awkward, yet comfortable. She couldn’t explain it. He made her feel comfortable, as if it was okay to be herself and not put on a show as she did so often. Not that she had shown her real self yet, but he made her want to.
“Thanks for letting me join you.”
Ugh. She wanted to roll her eyes at her own idiotic words.
That same heart-stopping grin appeared as before.
“Well, we are married.”
Beer spewed across the table.
She had to have misheard him.
Married? To him? She couldn’t have been that drunk.
She jerked when she saw him wiping up the beer she had spit out with a lone napkin. Her hand landed on his. She could feel the tension radiating in the small touch and knew without a doubt he hadn’t been joking with her.
They were married.
Her hand drifted away from him.
“I’m sorry.”
He didn’t look at her as he shrugged. “I don’t remember it either.”
Not what she meant, but it was nice to know she wasn’t the only one.
“I was talking about spitting my beer.”
His eyes darted to hers, the embarrassment flaming like a bright, blazing fire. “So, you remember?”
She shook her head. God, she was mucking this up. “No, I don’t remember. I meant I was sorry about spitting my beer. If you don’t remember and I don’t remember, then how can we be married?”
“But you remember me, right?”
She hesitated, knowing that whatever she said mattered to him—a lot.
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