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Love in Due Time, an all-new second chance romantic comedy from L.B. Dunbar is available now!

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Review

Is this the beginning of a new series to fall in love with?! I think so! Love in Due Time was such a win with me, I loved that it was an older couple, a second chance (my fave) and why don’t we just throw in single parent to top things off. Plus, hot motorcycle guy and the librarian, what a combo and I was here for it!

This was a first time read by Dunbar and I’m going to have to go back and read more of her books! I loved that she wrote a story of two very different characters that was so easy for us to fall in love with. And there were moments where I found Dunbar’s writing very thoughtful and poetic.

Naomi was such a unique character and I enjoyed every minute reading about her! And I know zilch about Wiccan, so that was an interesting topic to learn about through Nae.

And Nathan! I loved how accepting and supporting he was of Naomi. I liked that these two have history from 18 years ago and have always had each other on their minds since the first day they met.

Love in Due Time was such a solid start to the Green Valley Library series. There was a little spoiler that was mentioned that I couldn’t help, but laser focus on, but that’s all I’ll say on THAT matter.

major thank you to social butterfly pr for the complimentary copy in consideration for a review. this does not affect my opinion of the book or review.

[rating stars=”four-stars”]

Excerpt

“Naomi?” My hands cover her shoulders, holding her steady.

“This is all my fault.” Her eyes widen, the widest I’ve ever seen. Panic fills them.

“What do you mean?”

“I … I can’t believe this happened again.” Her hands come to my chest, and she gently pushes at me. “You have to get out of here.”

“What?” My brows pinch at the harsh tone.

“You need to go. I can’t be near you.” Her voice struggles to stay level.

Ouch. That stings a little.

“Why?” I take one step back under the force of her hands.

“I can’t be around you. This can’t happen.”

“Lady, what are you talking about?” My voice roughens.

“Bad things always happen after I’m with you.”

I stiffen, straightening to my full height. My arms cross and I glare down at her. Saying such a thing is just downright mean. Her head shakes as her fingers curl along the open edges of my work jacket. Suddenly, I feel like she’s tugging me to her instead of pressing me away.

What the …

“When I’m with you, something happens. Something bad.” Her breath catches. “Because we kissed, the library is closing.”

I stare at her. She can’t be serious, but I see the hysteria in her eyes, like a rabid, trapped animal. She actually believes what she says.

“Well, we didn’t kiss,” I remind her, my tone stern and condescending. “I kissed you, remember? And you didn’t kiss me back, so I don’t think it counts.”

She glares up at me, her fingers still gripping my open jacket. Her shoulders fall, her head lowers, and it’s as if I can visibly see her relax, like water cascading down a building, washing over her.

Exhale. Settle.

Exhale. Calm.

“I didn’t kiss you back?” she questions and then her head pops up again. She nearly shrieks with the hesitant realization. Commence inhaling, like she’s winding up again. Full steam ahead.

“I didn’t kiss you back,” she repeats, her excitement growing. Another exaggerated inhale.

“I didn’t kiss you back!” Now, she’s just downright gloating, and the engine’s ready to blow.

“You don’t have to sound so pleased,” I murmur. I glance up and notice Mrs. MacIntyre watching us through the window of the librarian’s office behind the check-out counter. Her eyes narrow and I’m certain we’re making too much noise for her liking.

“I … I’m so relieved,” Naomi admits, her head falling forward, her fingers loosening on my jacket. Then her face turns up again. Her lids lift, slow and lazy. Her mouth curls in sweet relief, and she pulls herself up on her toes by the open edge of my jacket and does the damnedest thing. She kisses me.

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