In honor of the release of Darby Davenport's first novel, "Walk Away With Me" here's a peek at the first chapter just for ...
In honor of the release of Darby Davenport's first novel, "Walk Away With Me" here's a peek at the first chapter just for you, so you too can dive into the loveable, sexy world that is this book!! (By the way there's a giveaway going on over this away!)
What if nobody else
calls in? What if I'm his last chance at finding a home? Well, crap. I can't
just let him die. She grabbed her cell phone, called the local news station
hosting the adoptable pets segment, and signed on the dotted line. Not once did
she think she might be making a mistake. Not once did she consider the fact
she'd been unable to commit to a man—or even a roommate—longer than two measly
months.
And now she planned to commit to a one-year-old canine
coming straight from a neglected past?
Well, adventure had certainly found her, whether she'd asked
for it or not.
The rescue volunteers didn't ask many questions before
inviting her to visit the kennel and come pick him up. If they had, maybe she'd
have changed her mind.
She might have seen this as a move with the potential of
becoming the biggest mistake of her entire life. Worse than the time she'd left
mid-semester her junior year to travel to India in search of the answer to
life. Worse than the time she'd got so caught up in the cinematic excitement of
V for Vendetta she'd shaved her head
in homage. Even worse than the time she'd practically eloped with a guy she'd
only dated three weeks, because it seemed like a good and wildly romantic idea
at the time.
At least she'd talked herself out of that one.
But what good did escaping one bad decision do her, if she'd
just replaced it with another by committing herself to a strange dog for, at
minimum, the next ten years?
Charlie took a deep breath and gripped the steering wheel
until her knuckles turned white. No going back now. She may have been
impulsive, but she had a heart, damn it, and she wouldn't abandon a dog no one
else wanted in the first place. Definitely too late to change her mind at this
point. "Now or never," she said to the hula dancer figurine on her
dashboard before grabbing her purse and slamming the car door behind her.
"Oh, you must be Charlotte Rockwell." A volunteer
with a sloppy button-up shirt and a way-too-large smile greeted her the second
she entered the shelter.
She nodded, pretending her feet were one million pound
weights gluing her to the linoleum floor below—the only way she'd be able to
avoid making a break for it.
"I'm Angela. Come on and follow me to the back."
Her oversized smile grew even larger as she turned and trotted toward the back
of the building.
Charlie's eyes darted to the floor to check if Angela's
shoes sported actual springs.
"I'm sure Ruby told you everything you need to know
when she stopped by for the home check, right?"
She nodded, even though she didn't have the slightest idea
who Ruby was. The woman certainly hadn't been by her house for a visit.
"Perfect! Rugby's such a sweet boy once you get to know
him. I'm so glad he's finally found a good home. You must be thrilled."
'Once you get to know
him?' What does that mean? She
was this close to changing her mind and dashing straight out of there, but
when they pushed through the large metal door to the kennel, Rugby glanced up
at her with those same sad eyes that had melted her heart in the first place.
She was screwed.
"Hi, Rugby," Angela cooed in a goochy-goo voice.
"Look who it is. Your new mommy's come to take you home. Who's a good boy?
Yes, you are."
Charlie sank to a squatting position and stuck her index
finger through the metal fencing.
Rugby stretched and raised himself into a sitting position.
He sniffed her hand delicately and gave her a huge sloppy lick.
"Oh, see. You two are perfect! Best buds already,"
Angela squealed. She rattled off a litany of instructions, shoved the folder of
paperwork into one hand, and the leash to Charlie's new 115-pound baby in the
other, and together dog and woman headed home.
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What is Charlie Rockwell supposed
to do when the sad Rottweiler's eyes connect with hers through the TV
screen and work their way straight into her heart? She adopts him
without a second thought or the slightest knowledge how to take care of
the large, needy dog with the traumatic past.
This wonderful novel by Darby Davenport is like Must Love Dogs but pulls on your heart strings more and has more dogs involved! This is the first book in the Loving Nature series and tells a wonderful story about finding love when you weren't necessarily looking for it to begin with.
