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Waiting For Rain
Release Date: February 24th 2014
Blurb
The village of Stamford, the quintessential chocolate box English scene, seemed an impossible dream for foster kid Toby Prentiss. Now he’s found a home among the haystacks and village fairs as the general manager for the Duck and Drake Hotel. With the fears and demons from his youth hidden away in this bucolic oasis, he’s very protective of who he lets in. Until he stumbles across shirtless carpenter Rain Engel building the hotel’s new custom-designed bar. 

Working in the countryside, Rain prepared to face his biggest fear: sheep. He didn’t expect to deal with his second biggest fear: commitment. Toby’s controlled tough guy fa├žade coupled with his “find happiness where you can” optimism calls to Rain like nothing before. While Rain may be an exhibitionist, his romantic history forces him to hold his emotions close. As their relationship develops, secrets from their pasts drive a wedge between them: the ex-boyfriend who tore apart Rain’s trust and Toby's history with the law. But can the secrets hiding among the quirky villagers bring them together? With missing sheep, pole dancing at the winter festival, and a crippling drought, everyone is waiting for Rain.



Waiting For Rain

“You heard me. You have to dance for me. A Rain dance, with a capital R.” I was starting to enjoy myself now. “The farmers have been complaining that they need rain. Your name is Rain, we’re out in a field, surrounded by nature, a full moon, and it’s nearly midnight. That sounds very auspicious to me. So do a Rain dance for me. Then you can have me on top of that haystack.” His eyes were hooded as he stared, first at my groin then back up to my face. He looked very turned on but still worried. “Are there any animals in that field? You know, cows, horses… sheep?” He shuddered. I looked at him, a little nonplussed. I’d offered him my arse, and he was worried about livestock?
“Not that I know of. Dave does have some sheep, but they’re kept on another field.” I saw him shiver again. I frowned. “What’s wrong? You don’t like farm animals?”
He muttered, and I leaned in toward him. “Sorry, I didn’t catch that. What did you say?” He glowered at me in the dim light from the moon. “I said I don’t like bloody sheep.”
I nodded. “I see. Why not? Sheep are nice, woolly, cute animals.”
He looked distinctly ill. “I can’t agree with that. I really don’t like them.”
I didn’t quite know what to say to this rather surreal conversation about my man having an obvious phobia of the ovine species.
“Well, I can assure you there are no little lambs, rams, or mummy sheep near that haystack.” I gazed at him curiously. “Have you always had a dislike of sheep? Did you perhaps have a sheep-related trauma that affected you in childhood?”
Rain scowled again. “I just don’t like them, okay? Fluffy, po-faced sheep with gooey eyes. They give me the willies.” He waved an impatient hand. “Now, are we going to do this whole ‘fucking’ thing or not?”

Susan's Bio:

Susan Mac Nicol is a self confessed bookaholic, an avid watcher of videos of sexy pole dancing men, geek, nerd and in love with her Smartphone. This little treasure is called ‘the boyfriend’ by her long suffering husband, who says if it vibrated, there’d be no need for him. Susan hasn’t had the heart to tell him there’s an app for that…

She is never happier than when sitting in the confines of her living room/study/on a cold station platform scribbling down words and making two men fall in love. She is a romantic at heart and believes that everything happens (for the most part) for a reason.  She likes to think of herself as a ‘half full’ kinda gal, although sometimes that philosophy is sorely tested.

Lover of walks in the forest, theatre productions, dabbling her toes in the cold North Sea and the vibrant city of London where you can experience all four seasons in a day , she is a hater of pantomime (so please don’t tar and feather her), duplicitous people, bigotry and self righteous idiots.

In an ideal world, Susan Mac Nicol would be Queen of England and banish all the bad people to the Never Never Lands of Wherever -Who Cares. As that’s never going to happen, she contents herself with writing her HEA stories and pretending, that just for a little while, good things happen to good people.

Sue is a PAN member of Romance Writers of America and is a member of the Romantic Novelists Association in the UK.

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1 comment

  1. Thanks so much for hosting me on your blog RJ and for show casing Waiting for Rain. I loved this excerpt, poor Rain with his sheep phobia :)

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