Excerpt and Giveaway: Evie’s Knight by Kimberly Krey

Evie’s Knight
by Kimberly Krey
Paperback, 391 pages
Published September 11th 2012 by Kimberly Krey

~ ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE ~

Part Two of Three

Excerpt taken from Evie’s Knight

Evie’s Knight fits into multiple genres: From Urban Fantasy and Paranormal, to Clean romance or Young Adult. Yet above all the sub-genres, Evie’s Knight is, first and foremost, a Romance.

We all know that love goes deeper than simple attraction. Sometimes that undefined moment of love budding between two people is a presence all its own. A penetrating force that slips into the space between them. This post is dedicated to that initial connection between Calvin and Evie – the very first sparks of L. O. V. E. These are moments when Evie can literally feel herself connecting to Calvin on a deeper, more meaningful level.

Here, in Part Two of ‘All You Need Is Love’, we have Calvin and Evie on their first, official date. Seated across from one another at a restaurant, Calvin reveals a personal part of his past with Evie.

“We grew up in this house, right?”

She nodded.

“I mean, it was a really great house. And we’d lived there our whole lives. Well when I was ten years old, my mother died.”

Evie sucked in a quick breath. “I’m so sorry.”

“They tried a million times over to transfer my dad to another base, but he always refused. He didn’t want to leave it–that home where we’d all lived together, you know? None of us did, really.” His eyes became fixed on something at the table. “I actually considered buying the place and staying behind. I mean, I was already looking to move out. But I couldn’t have done that to my father.”

Evie took a sip of her iced water, set the glass next to a stack of plates and crumpled napkins.

She couldn’t help but feel closer to him in that moment, knowing they’d both lived half their lives without a mom. “So leaving that house, it must have been like saying goodbye to her all over again.”

He rubbed his thumb along the edge of the table. “It was. Back at the house, I could visualize her walking down the hall in her yellow robe. Or look at the kitchen cupboards and remember the way she had to hop up onto the counter to reach the top shelf. She was short, like you,” he said, thrusting his chin toward her. 

Yellowed light reflected in his brown eyes, adding a copper glow of warmth. She tried not to get lost in them as she realized something. Calvin was opening up to her–sharing a part of himself–inviting her in. She liked being there, close to his heart. Close to him. She wanted to reach out, take hold of his hand and close the distance between them.

I’m a reader of good, clean romance, a lover of family time and Diet Coke, and the ultimate hater of laundry.

 

 

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