Thursday, July 11, 2013

Blog Tour: An Unexpected Woman by Sandi Layne (@sandyquill)

Today we shine the spotlight on Sandi Layne and her new release

An Unexpected Woman

available 7/11/2013 from The Writer's Coffee Shop Publishing House.


From the blurb:

“Put a bow around the woman you want for me, so I’ll know.”


A paradise for some, Florida is a lonely place for Associate Pastor Dr. Mark Countryman. Hurt by relationships in the past, Mark wonders if there is someone out there for him. He asks God to make his will clear.
When he stumbles over local girl Shelley Roberts while out to lunch one afternoon, he feels both an attraction to her and the need to guard his heart. Her chipper and sunny demeanor add brightness to each day he spends with her, but his track record with relationships keeps him from fully opening his heart. Their burgeoning relationship is put to the test when a brewing storm off the Florida Peninsula threatens their city. Shelley prays for God's help as she prepares for all contingencies, while Mark stands firm in his faith in God's protection.

An excerpt:

“Miss Roberts?” he asked, pushing past that breathless issue. The smile she flashed him over her bare shoulder was definitely the one he remembered. “I almost didn’t recognize you out of uniform,” he said, flustered. She turned, setting the flat of water into her own cart, seemingly without effort.

“Oh, this?” she asked, holding out the long floral skirt of her halter-dress. “Believe it or not, I’m usually a very girly girl.”

Still working around his appreciative surprise, Mark could only nod and try hard not to stare at her. At the expanse of bare skin on her upper back, the small pale oval on her shoulder blade that had grabbed his attention. Embarrassed and not wanting to give her any inappropriate impression, he pulled his attention back to her face with an effort.

“Do you normally go through a lot of bottled water while you work?” he asked in a bid to have something to say before she walked away. He didn’t entirely understand himself, but there it was. Oh, Lord, he prayed silently. I thought, I thought that—. Wasn’t this about being single?
A brisk shake of Shelley Roberts’s head was followed by another smile. “Nope. I just start stocking up for hurricane season in March, see. Never know when the first storm might hit.”

“Already?”

“Oh, yeah. I do a little bit with every paycheck,” Shelley told him. “Water, batteries, replacements on any of my battery-operated gear. Gas for my generator, food, and this year I’m going to get new storm shutters. I’ve been saving for them. My plywood is getting warped.”

Impressed, he could only nod. “Wow. You’re really going to be prepared.”

“What about you?” she asked, staring into his eyes. “When do you get started?”

He shook his head. “I haven’t really done a whole lot of that.”

“What? Are you kidding me?” Her mouth dropped open and she looked prepared to read him the riot act or something. The idea made him smile inwardly. “Have you seen Sanibel and Captiva since Cyrus came through a few years ago?” “Um, no. I’ve never been there.”

Incredulity sparked from her eyes. “Never?”

“Never.”

Her mouth fell open again. “Dr. Countryman. How long have you lived here?”

He smiled a little, enjoying the enthusiasm she brought to the conversation. “This will be my third summer, but I’ve been here a little more than two years.”

“Oh, that explains it.”

“I actually haven’t even seen the beach since I moved here,” he told her, wanting to watch her react again. It was a rejuvenating experience.

She rolled up in her nearly nonexistent sandals. “What?” A laugh in her voice, she pointed to his cart and said, “Okay. Do you have anything perishable in there?”

“No . . .”

“Then check out. You’re coming with me. We’re going to the beach. It is your day off, right?”

Laughing in sheer shock, he nodded. “Yeah, but—”

“Not another word, Dr. Countryman. Come on. I cannot believe you’ve been here that long and haven’t seen the beach.’ ” He wanted to accept—wanted to accept with more strength than was comfortable—but he thought he better ask one question.

“Just a second. Are you asking me out?”



Having been a voracious reader all her life, Sandi never expected to want to write until the idea was presented in a backhanded manner. Once the notion occurred to her, though, she had to dive in the deep end (as is her wont) and began by writing historical fiction. She has since written more than twenty novels—most of which will never see the light of day. Sandi has degrees in English and Ministry, has studied theology, spent years as an educator, has worked in escrow and sundry other careers, but research is her passion. She won an award for Celtic Fiction in 2003, but as well as history, she is also fascinated with contemporary research and has self-published several novels in the Inspirational Romance genre./ She has been married for twenty years to a man tolerant enough to let her go giddy when she discovers new words in Old Norse. Her two sons find her amusing and have enjoyed listening to her read aloud—especially when she uses funny voices. A woman of deep faith, she still finds a great deal to laugh at in the small moments of the everyday and hopes that she can help others find these moments, too.



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