**The Dream by Whitney Dineen**
Good Morning,
Everyone! So thrilled to see you all today! I featured Ms. Dineen a couple of
months back and ended up reading the previous book in this series, THE PLAN. I
ended up really enjoying my time spent with the wonderful characters and found
myself wanting to find out more about the series. I haven’t had a chance to
read the previous books just yet, but I am thrilled to find out more about this
next book in series. Let’s find out more together! Please allow me to welcome Whitney
Dineen and her latest release, THE DREAM … Plus, a GIVEAWAY!
**WHITNEY DINEEN**
**BIO**
Whitney
loves to laugh, play with her kids, bake, and eat french fries -- not always in
that order.
Whitney is a multi-award-winning author of romcoms, non-fiction humor, and middle reader fiction. Basically, she writes whatever the voices in her head tell her to.
She lives in the beautiful Pacific Northwest with her husband, Jimmy, where they raise children, chickens, and organic vegetables.
Gold Medal winner at the International Readers' Favorite Awards, 2017.
Silver medal winner at the International Readers' Favorite Awards, 2015, 2016.
Finalist RONE Awards, 2016.
Finalist at the IRFA 2016, 2017.
Finalist at the Book Excellence Awards, 2017
Finalist Top Shelf Indie Book Awards, 2017
Whitney is a multi-award-winning author of romcoms, non-fiction humor, and middle reader fiction. Basically, she writes whatever the voices in her head tell her to.
She lives in the beautiful Pacific Northwest with her husband, Jimmy, where they raise children, chickens, and organic vegetables.
Gold Medal winner at the International Readers' Favorite Awards, 2017.
Silver medal winner at the International Readers' Favorite Awards, 2015, 2016.
Finalist RONE Awards, 2016.
Finalist at the IRFA 2016, 2017.
Finalist at the Book Excellence Awards, 2017
Finalist Top Shelf Indie Book Awards, 2017
To
find out more about Ms. Dineen, please visit:
**THE DREAM**
Publication
date:
June 21st, 2020
Series:
The Creek Water Series #4
Genres: Romance, Adult, Comedy, Contemporary
Genres: Romance, Adult, Comedy, Contemporary
**BLURB**
Ashley has loved the same
boy since high school. She knew Davis Frothingham was special even before he
championed her at her senior prom. She also knew he was completely out of her
league.
Years later, her attraction for him is still there, but Davis? He doesn’t even remember her.
When Ashley is tasked with being the nurse for Davis’ terminally ill grandmother, she’s thrown back into his world. More than anything, she wants him to remember her, but that recollection could come at a price of its own.
Can Ashley accept that she’s good enough for Davis? And can Davis learn to love a girl from the wrong side of the tracks?
Find out in this delightfully fun romcom about love and life in Creek Water, Missouri!
Years later, her attraction for him is still there, but Davis? He doesn’t even remember her.
When Ashley is tasked with being the nurse for Davis’ terminally ill grandmother, she’s thrown back into his world. More than anything, she wants him to remember her, but that recollection could come at a price of its own.
Can Ashley accept that she’s good enough for Davis? And can Davis learn to love a girl from the wrong side of the tracks?
Find out in this delightfully fun romcom about love and life in Creek Water, Missouri!
**EXCERPT**
“Do you have a boyfriend?”
I don’t meet his eyes. “No.”
“Why not?” he wants to know.
“Do you have a girlfriend?” I
retaliate.
“I don’t.”
“Why not?”
“Point taken,” he concedes.
We’re sitting and staring at each
other when Davis puts his hand on mine. He clears his throat in preparation to
speak. A wave of anticipation washes over me, and I subconsciously hold my
breath like I’m deep sea diving without an oxygen tank.
He’s probably not going to
say, “Ashley, I’ve known who you were since the moment I saw you in the
nursing home. I’ve secretly loved you since high school and wanted more than anything
to tell you the depth of my feelings ever since, but I was afraid you’d turn me
down.”
I’m fully aware I’m having some
kind of mental break here, so you’re just gonna have to bear with me. I’m
pretty sure he isn’t going to declare, “You’re the woman of my dreams
and I long to hold you in my arms until the end of time.”
Chances are he won’t conclude
this imaginary monologue by picking me up and carrying me out of the restaurant
so he can take me to his house and ravish me. But the bottom line is that we’ll
never know because just as he opens his mouth, a voice behind me says, “Davis
Frothingham? My heavens, how long has it been? You look positively wonderful!”
Davis’s eyes move upward as he
sees my unwelcome ghost from adolescence past. “Jessica. I didn’t know you were
back in town. Are you visiting for long?”
“No, sir.” I can hear the
interest in her tone as clear as day. “I just moved back to Creek Water. I
thought for sure Beau would have told you.”
If Beau is involved, that
probably means she’s buying a house, which would mean she’s not planning
anything temporary. Crap. Why the heck is everyone coming back?
“Welcome home,” he tells her.
Then he motions toward me. “This is …”
But before he can say my name,
she looks at me and declares, “Oh hey, it’s you, from the bathroom!” She’s as
excited as if I were a long-lost sorority sister.
“Hey,” I somehow manage while my
throat constricts in terror. The Jessica Holt I know from high school would
full on poop a brick if she knew she was being nice to FelAshleyO MoanRow. The
good news is that Davis never said my name, and Jessica is so self-absorbed she
doesn’t seem to care who I am.
The waitress comes over and
delivers several plates including the filet, a lobster tail, and a caesar
salad. As delicious as everything looks, I’m not sure I’ll be able to eat a
bite of it.
“Do y’all work together or
something?” Jessica asks once our food is situated. How insulting. She should
assume we’re on a date considering our close physical proximity—side-by-side,
not across from each other— but the thought doesn’t appear to occur to
her.
I let Davis answer the question.
“I work alone, carving furniture,” he says, not offering any other explanation.
“That’s right,” Jessica declares.
“I have a couple of clients I’d like to send your way. Maybe I can stop by your
workshop sometime this week.”
“Sure,” Davis replies. “I’m on
the first floor of the Creeky Button Factory. Just ring the bell and I’ll let
you in.”
“I can’t wait,” she enthuses.
Then much less excitedly, she adds, “I guess I’d better get going. We just
finished dinner and my folks are waiting in the car.” She lingers as though
Davis might invite her to join us and perhaps even offer to take her home
afterward.
I can’t let that happen, so I
boldly put my hand on Davis’s arm and announce, “Don’t let us keep you. Have a
good night.”
Davis’s mouth turns up at the
corners into a lopsided smile like he’s trying to keep from laughing out loud.
Then he tells his ex-girlfriend, “It was nice seeing you, Jessica. Have a good
night.”
Jessica does not look happy. I
want to take out my phone and snap a picture of her, so I can enjoy her
expression at my leisure. Being that wouldn’t paint me in the best light, I
don’t do it. But oh, boy, if I did, I’d print a hundred copies and hang them
all over my trailer.
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