in this post: Hadley Beckett’s Next Dish
Happy February – official (according to me) KissingBooks month! And welcome to another Love Stories giveaway post! This LOVE STORIES giveaway series is thusly named for two reasons – first, because I love stories and second, because I love Love Stories.
Throughout the entire month of February, I’ll be spotlighting swoony Christian fiction & ‘clean read’ romances. Three cheers for KissingBooks!!! So… grab a fan or two, your trusty fainting couch, and maybe a freezer just to be safe and start making your KissingBooks tbr list! Oh… and did I mention there are GIVEAWAYS with EACH POST in this series??!! (Because authors are awesome!)
Today’s first book on this VALENTINE’S DAY is Hadley Beckett’s Next Dish by Bethany Turner – complete with a delightful excerpt!
HADLEY BECKETT’S NEXT DISH
GENRE: Inspirational Contemporary Romance
RELEASE DATE: May 5, 2020
Celebrity chef Maxwell Cavanaugh is known for many things: his multiple Michelin stars, his top-rated Culinary Channel show To the Max, and most of all his horrible temper. Hadley Beckett, host of the Culinary Channel’s other top-rated show, At Home with Hadley, is beloved for her Southern charm and for making her viewers feel like family.
When Max experiences a very public temper tantrum, he’s sent packing to get his life in order. When he returns, career in shambles, his only chance to get back on TV and in the public’s good graces is to work alongside Hadley.
As these polar-opposite celeb chefs begin to peel away the layers of public persona and reputation, they will not only discover the key ingredients for getting along, but also learn the secret recipe for unexpected forgiveness . . . and maybe even love. In the meantime, hide the knives.
Fan-favorite Bethany Turner serves up a heaping helping of humor and romance with this thoroughly modern story centered on cooking, enemies, and second chances.
“You frustrate me!”
He blinked rapidly several times before the corners of his mouth began turning upward. “I bet I do.”
“Mainly just because you confuse me.”
Nodding—and still smiling—he said, “I’m not trying to frustrate you. Or confuse you. If that counts for anything.”
“You knew about Renowned,” I said, finally resuming the very important thing I had been trying to discuss in Pancake Pantry. “When you showed up last night, you already knew.”
“And you . . . what? Thought you could get on my good side so I’d agree to do it?”
“My goals were not so lofty as to think I could get on your good side, but I guess that was the general idea.”
“Oh.” Honesty. Hadn’t expected that. “But what if I hadn’t called you? And . . .” Hang on a minute. “You’re the one saying you aren’t going to do the show.”
He shrugged. “I’ll just say this, Chef Beckett: Not a single moment between us, since the very first moment we met, has gone according to plan.”
What was that supposed to mean? And whatever it meant, why were the words, combined with the sly half-smile on his face, putting me at ease and also issuing a danger warning, all at the same time? Not to mention causing the pink splotches to start making their way back up my neck.
Definitely time to go.
“Look, you’re doing Renowned,” I stated, arms crossed in front of me. “You know it and I know it. Because it’s Renowned, and you just don’t say no, but also because they, whoever they are, don’t get to decide what we’re known for. We decide that. At least we try. They sure don’t get to pigeonhole us. So, you’re doing it. We’re doing it. And that’s that.” I spun on my heel and began hurrying to my car in a desperate need to get away. A desperate need I didn’t understand. But of course, I also felt a desperate need to be polite. “And thank you for the pancakes,” I tagged on, turning back quickly.
“I think you paid!” he called out with a laugh. “At least . . . I hope you did. I didn’t!”
I nodded my head and, without facing him again, stuck two thumbs-up in the air—which caused him to laugh a deep, genuine laugh that resonated all the way to my vehicle.
“Thank you!” he shouted.
I reached my car and climbed in as quickly as I could, turned the key in the ignition, and got the air conditioner pumping. I fastened my seatbelt and checked my mirrors, knowing nothing was going to stop me from getting away from him before I was forced to consider, one more time, whether it was actually possible that he wasn’t the scum of the earth. Or at least that he was sincerely trying not to be.
And before I was forced to acknowledge to myself that a relatively decent human being—with that smile and those eyes . . . and those arms—could pose more threat to me than the old Maxwell Cavanagh ever had.
Bethany Turner is the award-winning author of The Secret Life of Sarah Hollenbeck and Wooing Cadie McCaffrey and the director of administration for Rock Springs Church in Southwest Colorado. A former bank executive and a three-time cancer survivor (all before she turned 35), Bethany knows that when God has plans for your life, it doesn’t matter what anyone else has to say. Because of that, she’s chosen to follow his call to write. She lives with her husband and their two sons in Colorado, where she writes for a new generation of readers who crave fiction that tackles the thorny issues of life with humor and insight.
Bethany Turner is offering a print copy of Hadley Beckett’s Next Dish (once available) + a The Secret Life of Sarah Hollenbeck mug, a Wooding Cadie McCaffrey candle and pen, and a signed copy of winner’s choice of one of the first two books to one of my readers! (US only. Void where prohibited by law or logistics.) This giveaway is subject to Reading Is My SuperPower’s giveaway policies which can be found here. Enter via the Rafflecopter form below.
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What about you? What interests you most about Hadley Beckett’s Next Dish? (And don’t you adore all of Bethany’s covers?!?)