#OnTour with Timid by Devney Perry

 

Willa and Jackson stole my heart! She sweet, silent, strenght and he’s the resistant man who’s too blind to see what’s always been in front of him. There’s action, drama, love and tons of feels! An all around swoony read!

 

 

 

Willa Doon has always been shy. Her quiet demeanor was something she’s always embraced. That is, until Jackson Page moves to town. The one man she desperately wants to take notice struggles to remember her name.

Year after year, Willa stands by, watching as the bartender slash playboy drowns his demons in beer and sex. Then one night, he shows up at her door, suddenly aware that the girl he’s seen around Lark Cove is now a beautiful woman.

Except what he doesn’t remember is that this visit isn’t his first. They spent a night together once before. A night he’s forgotten, thanks to a bottle of tequila.

A night that crushed a timid girl’s heart, and set a broken man on the path to heal them both.

 

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WOW…just I’m in a perpetual state of ‘this is fabulous’. 

Willa is naive wonderful. Usually her type of women gets under my skin but she’s quiet strength and sweetness in just the right dose to give hope that not all people suck. 

She’s a unicorn in a world of trolls. 

Jackson is easy to love and layered like an onion where you have to peel back his layers and deal with tears before getting to a great heart. 

A story with sweet, swoon, feels, drama and everything to keep you page turning and in love. Willa proves that looking at the world through rose colored glasses sometimes provides the greatest beauty but she also know when to take them off and stand her ground. She’s the silent strength living in all of us. 


 

I scooched my chair in toward the table, trying to put a little more space between Jackson and me, but he wasn’t having it.

He put both hands on the back of my chair, then leaned in close. “Hi, Willa.”

“Uh . . . hi.” I shivered at the heat from his chest on my bare shoulders.

Why was he standing so close? My parents were right there. Our table was one of four tall, square ones in the center of the room and there was plenty of space between tables.

Plenty. P-L-E-N-T-Y.

But was Jackson using any of that plentiful space?

No sirree. He stayed pressed against the back of my chair, like there were only three inches of usable space behind him, not three feet.

My skin prickled he was so close. I tried to nudge my chair forward again but it barely moved. Sweat beaded on my temples and I pulled in a shaking breath.

Jackson’s woodsy, rich scent was everywhere. It overpowered the stale beer, pizza and peanuts, and I inhaled a deep breath, unable to resist.

Sexy Hot Forest. That’s what they’d call his cologne.

 

 

 

Devney is the USA Today bestselling author of the Jamison Valley series. She lives in Montana with her husband and two children. After working in the technology industry for nearly a decade, she abandoned conference calls and project schedules to enjoy a slower pace at home with her kids. She loves reading and, after consuming hundreds of books, decided to share her own stories. Devney loves hearing from readers! Connect with her on social media.

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