Series: Love in the Vineyards #3
on April 12, 2018
Genres: Contemporary Romance
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Radio disc jockey Juliet St. John is hiding her heart in the dark. Once the toast of the Bay Area with her own popular morning show, she’s now forced to work the remainder of her contract in the career ending pit of overnight radio. The only bright spot of her day is the gorgeous bistro bartender three doors down who provides her with a nightly infusion of caffeine.
A twist of fate finds Juliet broadcasting from the restaurant where she learns the sexy bartender Gabe Durand is not the man she thought he was. Is he hiding secrets in plain sight?
Shattered by tragedy, Gabe moves to San Francisco with his four-year-old daughter, hoping for a fresh start at his new restaurant. But the beautiful disc jockey from wine country changes the menu when she rekindles emotions he thought were long dead. To find love again, he’ll have to come to terms with his past and confess the one thing that might scare her away.
And I Love You is the third book in a series of contemporary romance novels. If you like cozy romances, a full cast of friends, steamy scenes, laughter, and sexy book boyfriends, you'll love book three of Kate Kisset's Love in the Vineyards series.
This series is set in a charming community where everyone knows each other. Although each book is a standalone read, this is one, large saga where families and close friends are connected and reappear throughout the series.
LOVE IN THE VINEYARDS
Love at Last *Jamie Santino
Love's Home Run *Luca Santino
And I Love You *Juliet St. John
Love is a Wildfire *Michael Santino (July 2018)
Say You Love Me *Leo Santino (Summer 2018)
Road to Love *Nico Santino (Fall 2018)
It Must Be Love TBD
Best of My Love TBD
My One and Only Love
*Kissing Mr. Mistletoe: Christmas in Napa
*Kissing Luca: Short story. (Micro-Prequel: Danica & Luca when they were teenagers)
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Everyone in the business knew the San Francisco radio market didn’t have overnight shifts anymore. Any voice on the air between midnight and five—except hers—was recorded. Which was why she needed coffee. A pharmaceutical would be helpful, but Juliet didn’t do drugs.
Thick fog threw bursts of spritz on the windshield as she wound her way into the quiet city. Turning her wipers on, she rounded the corner on Columbus, flicking a glance up as she always did, looking for her reassuring beacon.
The steepled Pyramid skyscraper across from the radio station was still there. Towering over the financial district with a few random office lights flickering, the building welcomed her back where she belonged. It felt like coming home at the wrong time.
At least the lights were on at the Blue Fog Bistro, and a warm glow filtered through the quaint, rose-patterned curtains. Juliet’s nightly coffee stop always made her heart tumble a little. Okay, maybe it wasn’t the coffee so much as the man behind the bar who had her lady parts humming to life.
Juliet grabbed her purse and empty travel mug and locked the car. Holding her keys so the pointy ends stuck out between her fingers, like she learned in self-defense class, she put on her best don’t-mess-with-me-sucka look and hustled to the restaurant. The nippy fog tickled her cheeks, so she zipped her jacket up to her neck. It was only after she entered the cliquey hotspot that she remembered it was Friday night.
Of course the sparkling, cozy dining room was packed. Warm fragrances of seafood, pasta, and other delicious aromas drew her eyes to the plates on the nearest table. Her stomach rumbled. The hipsters looked up from their dinners, checking her out with snooty vibes, making her immediately regret not taking more time getting ready for work. But in Juliet’s defense, she’d barely made it out of bed. Makeup, sexy perfume, and hot clothes were dead last on the list of priorities for sleep-deprived zombies.
Looking down at her faded yoga pants and scuffed-up boots, she considered two options: One. Turn around and escape. Two. Make her shoulders small, be as inconspicuous as possible, and sneak the few feet to the bar. The need for coffee won over vanity, and Juliet carefully placed her travel mug on the thick, shiny mahogany.
And prepared herself for the best greeting of the night. Gabe’s backside, encased in snug, well-worn denim, was practically shouting, hi, nice to meet you, as he leaned over to scoop ice into a metal container.
Man, oh man. And by that she meant he was all man.