About the Book
Furious with God, Olivia Roseman vows to never trust Him again. Why should she? Once again her prayers have gone unanswered, and once again another loved one has been ripped from her. With no job and only a few dollars, Olivia makes a choice to start over again. Without God and without love. However, her handsome new boss isn’t going to make forgetting God or keeping her vow to never love again very easy. Erik Cole questions the sanity of his moving from Swamper City, Alabama to Charity, West Virginia. That is, until he hires airbrush designer Olivia Roseman to paint his monster truck. When he senses that she’s a gal who is down on her luck, he vows to do whatever he can to help her. Only problem is, the little beauty creates more challenges than one. As his feelings toward her deepen, all Erik can do is hope and pray that one day Olivia will open up her heart to Christ—and to him.
From the Book
The truth was Erik could get used to having her around. While he wasn’t in love with Olivia, he was very attracted to her—and not just physically. There was something about her that drew him. Maybe it was because she seemed lost and alone. Or maybe it was the playful side of her when she knew no one was paying attention. Whatever it was, as he treaded water and watched her swimming, he knew he wanted to pursue it and find out. He also sensed that he needed to go slow and just be her friend first. Plus, he wasn’t sure how his being her boss would affect a relationship with her. He needed to be careful to not cross over that line. As she swam froggie-style toward him, one look at her beautiful turquoise eyes and he realized that wasn’t going to be easy.
Erik’s imagination took over. He pictured Olivia swimming up to him and putting her soft hands on his shoulders. He pulled her into his arms, their eyes locked and held there until his attention drifted to her mouth. Water beads covered her lips. Lips he longed to feel against his own. In slow motion, he leaned his head toward her until their parted mouths met in a warm, wet kiss. Her soft lips played with his, consuming him until…
“What’re you doing?” Olivia’s unknowing, innocent question yanked Erik back to reality.
Good grief, man. What’s wrong with you lately? And what is it about her that has you fantasizing about kissing her? He chanced a quick glance into Olivia’s eyes just an arm length away in front of him, wondering how he was going to answer her question.