Out of all the Summer in Snow Valley stories, Kimberly’s story, Romancing Rebecca, intersects the most closely with mine. My main character, Cameron, stays at her B&B. We had several late night email sessions where we discussed things like whether Aunt Rayna would serve pancakes or waffles at breakfast and whether Cameron’s bedroom would have a brass bed. (Answer to both questions: Yes!)
Rebecca Dash loved spending her teen summers swooning over Jane Austin and helping her aunt at the Starry Skies Bed & Breakfast in Snow Valley. But as a recent college grad, she’d rather write sappy romance novels than go out with guys that make her a nervous wreck. When a team of fire-fighters set up camp on the lawns of the B&B and Captain Wade catches her eye, Becca soon learns that there’s more to a happily-ever-after than a flirty firemen with muscles the size of the Montana hills.
Becca’s eyes flew open and her heart thumped, as if she’d been startled awake. Had she been dreaming or was it just the backfire of a car going by on their road? That didn’t make sense. Starry Skies Bed & Breakfast was at the end of the road.
The rumble of a vehicle grew louder. Like it was right next to her window.
Lights flashed over the side yard. Several big diesel engine trucks with extended cabs—and a fire truck pulled into the small dirt parking lot. A bunch of drunk guys off-roading at two a.m.?
Becca threw a jacket over her pajamas and headed into the kitchen. Headlights shone through the plate glass windows like beacons. She shot a glance upward, but the stairs and landing were quiet. Hopefully the noise from the trucks wouldn’t bring them irritated guests in the morning.
By the time she reached the opposite hallway Aunt Rayna was opening the door. “What’s all the ruckus, darlin’? Don’t they know we have to fix breakfast?” Even woken from a dead sleep, Rayna had a sense of humor. All Becca wanted to do was strangle a few truck drivers.
And what were fire trucks doing out here anyway?
“Maybe we should call the police?” Becca suggested. It suddenly occurred to her that if there were five trucks or more they were sorely outnumbered. “Nobody is naturally pleasant in the middle of the night.”
She cupped her hands and stared through the window. Men wearing big heavy yellow coats and boots were unloading from the trucks. Taking off their very distinctive hats. Firemen hats. Faces blackened by soot. Before Becca could protest, her aunt yanked open the door and marched out into the chilly night in her slippers and billowing purple robe.
“Oh, drats!” Becca exclaimed. She should have pulled on some jeans. Combed her hair. There were men—young men—swarming all over their yard.
Tall men. Chiseled men. Despite the dirt and soot on their faces, their awkward fire-fighting uniforms, they were all rugged and handsome and too cute for words.
Becca pulled her robe tighter just as Aunt Rayna waggled her eyebrows. “Aunt Rayna! No shameless flirting in the middle of the night!”
“Rebecca Dash, just go with it. Have some fun.”
“My flirting skills are lacking even when I’m well rested and well fed.”
Award-winning author, Kimberley Montpetit (AKA Kimberley Griffiths Little) once spent all her souvenir money at the La Patisserie shops when she was in Paris—on the arm of her adorable husband. The author grew up in San Francisco, but currently lives in a small town along the Rio Grande with her big, messy family.
Kimberley reads a book a day and loves to travel. She’s stayed in the haunted tower room at Borthwick Castle in Scotland, sailed the Seine in Paris, swam in the ocean at Cannes, ridden a camel among the glorious cliffs of Petra, shopped the maze of the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul, and spent the night in an old Communist hotel in Bulgaria.
Kimberley loves to belly dance and once performed a tribal dance in a coffee house with her husband and three teenage sons in the audience. The group dance became a solo when the other dancers didn’t show. You can often find her shimmying while doing the dishes. A die-hard lover of chocolate, Kimberley can eat a whole pan of brownies in a single day and loves ketchup on her spaghetti. It’s a childhood thing.
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