Tuesday, May 12, 2015

When I'm Gone by Abbi Glines


Rosemary Beach #11
Reese works as a cleaning woman. She left home when she was 16 because of abuse and neglect. She is cleaning a big house and singing really loud when she is interrupted by a almost naked man. She did not realize that anyone was in the house. No one has ever been there.  She apologizes and cleans another part of the house. But hours later she is cleaning and falls and a mirror breaks. The man runs in and sees she has a shard of glass in her hand. Mase is taking her to the hospital. This is the beginning. Reese has never had anyone treat her so well. She is taken with him.
Mase is in Rosemary Beach to visit his sister Harlow and her baby girl. He is staying at a house owned by their father. He is taken with Reese right away. There is something about her. He can tell that she is alone in life and has been hurt badly. Then he discovers one of her secrets and decides to help her.
Where will this end?

I loved this story and I hate that it ended in a cliffhanger!! The next one will be out June 30th.


From the author:
I had an urge to fix all her problems. Which was stupid. She was doing fine without me. But something about those big eyes…
Mase Colt-Manning has always preferred his humble life as a Texas rancher to his birthright as the son of a legendary rock star. In fact, he rarely visits his father’s rarefied world in Rosemary Beach, especially if it means bunking at his vile half-sister Nan’s house—until one visit leads to a chance encounter with a young, gorgeous house maid who awakens him with her off-key but spirited imitation of a country music star…
Reese Ellis finally has her freedom. After escaping a lifetime of abuse from her parents and classmates for an undiagnosed learning disorder, she seizes the opportunity to be a house maid to some of the richest families in Rosemary Beach. But her job is in jeopardy when she causes an accident at the home of her most important client, Nan Dillon. When a hot, half-naked stranger with a cowboy’s swagger comes to her rescue, she’s intrigued—then afraid once he shows his own interest. Reese has never met a trustworthy man in her life. Will Mase be any different?

Excerpt:

Mase

Two days after I took Reese home from Harlow’s, I was still wondering about her. Worrying about her damn hand and her walking everywhere. I was trying like hell to shake it. She wasn’t my responsibility.
Harlow handed me Lila Kate after she rescued her from her car seat. I held the little miracle baby close in my arms, because she was still so stinking tiny. And the way Grant hovered over her like she might break made me think she just might. I was careful.
“You carry her. I’ll get the diaper bag,” Harlow said, reaching for the large bag full of Lila Kate’s traveling supplies. The bag was bigger than the baby.
“We’re just going to meet the Finlays for lunch. She really needs all that stuff for the whole two hours we’re gone?” I asked, wondering how it was possible that Lila Kate required a bag that big.
Harlow just grinned and put the strap over her arm, then locked up the expensive SUV our father had given them when Lila Kate was born. “Let’s go.”
I followed Harlow toward the entrance. “Why didn’t we just use the valet?” I asked, thinking it would have been easier.
“Because it takes a while to get Lila Kate and all her stuff loaded. I hate holding up the line.”
I glanced at the valet, and there was no one there. I didn’t comment, though.
“Good afternoon, Mrs. Carter, Mr. Manning,” the guy at the door said, as he opened it wide for us to enter.
I wasn’t a member of the Kerrington Club, but Harlow, Rush, my father, Rush’s father, and, of course, Nan were all members. I think people assumed I was, too.
“Mrs. Carter, Mr. Finlay and his wife are already seated in the back room. You’ve been given privacy,” the hostess said, before we even reached her. We followed her through the dining room into a room with three glass walls overlooking the gulf and tennis courts.
Blaire stood up immediately and made her way to me. She wasn’t coming for me, though. That much I knew.

Read more here.

Pages: 272
Published: 2015

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