THE TIME IN BETWEEN by Kristen Ashley

"She was the one then and nothing changed in the time in between."

 ✮✮✮A story of past decisions gone awry, secrets that change directions, and emotional second chances, this gripping love story is what happens when two paths again collide. The final standalone title in New York Times bestselling author Kristen Ashley’s Magdalene Series, THE TIME IN BETWEEN is a rich, heartfelt love story available now! ✮✮✮

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About THE TIME IN BETWEEN (Magdalene Series #3):

After a painful loss, Cady Moreland is coming to Magdalene to start the next chapter of her life. A chapter that began eighteen years ago but had a heartbreaking ending. The time in between was full of family and friendship, but Cady could never get the man she fell in love with all those years ago out of her heart.

Coert Yeager has learned to live without the girl who entered his life right when she shouldn’t and exited delivering a crippling blow he never would have suspected. The time in between was full of failing to find what he was missing…and life-altering betrayal.

But when that girl shows up in Magdalene and buys the town’s beloved lighthouse, even if Coert wants to avoid her, he can’t. A fire in town sparks a different kind of flame that won’t be ignored.

As Cady and Coert question the actions of the two young adults they once were thrown into earth-shattering circumstances, can they learn from what came in between and find each other again?

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Excerpt

Present day…

He looked me up and down, turned his gaze through the expanse then gave his serious expression back to me.

“Been doing this job a long time. I can see when a buyer is interested and I can see when they’re interested in something that they know is gonna be a heck of a project, but that doesn’t matter to them because they’ve fallen in love. And I see that last is happening with you. So I gave you full disclosure, now I’ll give you full honesty.”

“That would…” I hesitated because I wasn’t sure my last wasn’t a lie, “be appreciated.”

He didn’t hesitate.

“See, this is a lot of work and you got it in you to restore it, great. But there are buildings, land. Take an entire day even with a riding mower, probably, just to mow the lawn. And the townsfolk’d lose their minds, you mow over the tulips that coat the place come full-on spring. No one knows how those tulips got here, but Google ‘Magdalene Lighthouse’ and that’s pretty much all the pictures you’ll see.”

God, I couldn’t wait to see that and I was going to Google it the minute I got back to the inn.

“But you’re a slip of a thing, apparently on your own, and this is gonna be a lot for you.”

He lifted his hand and shook it at me even as he shook his head and kept speaking.

“I’m not being sexist. Like I said, I’m being honest. But more, it seems close to town, and it is, ish, you go the direct coastal path into town, which is just over two miles of walking. But by the roads, since it goes inland then eastward, it’s over five miles to get out here and there isn’t anything built within the first two, primarily because of that light and the horn I told you about. But also because Magdalene likes this view unencumbered, so a lot of that is parkland so it’d stay just that way. That means this is a lot more secluded than it looks from town.”

This was not a deterrent.

This could be, in future, if things went awry (and they were probably going to go awry), a boon.

I’d need to be secluded, separate, reclusive.

But regardless, I was one of those people who could be good on my own. I hadn’t had a lot of that in recent years, what with Patrick and his family, but when I had it, I could enjoy it.

And if I had this lighthouse all to myself, I had a feeling I could learn to love it.

“So, just to say, you should consider all that when you consider buying this,” he advised. “But I’ll also say I know you’re from Denver. And I know New Englanders are considered unfriendly by folks out west. We’re not. We’re just different. We like what we know and who we know. We depend on tourists but, being honest, they can sometimes be a pain in the backside. But you move here, you’ll be one of us. Simple as that. And to prove that’s true, if you don’t have someone who’s coming here with you to help you take this on, then I’ll be the first to share I’m happy to look after the old girl when you’re away. You just call on me. And if I can’t, I’ll help you find someone who can. We in Magdalene been looking out for this lighthouse for years. But if she comes with you, we’ll look out for you too.”

I stood there, immobile, and stared at him.

And I did this suddenly needing to cry.

He didn’t know me. He didn’t know my past. He didn’t know how stupid I’d been.

So unbelievably stupid.

He didn’t know.

So he couldn’t judge.

Maybe this could be a new chapter.

Maybe Patrick knew exactly what he was doing in a variety of ways.

I fought back the tears as he concluded, “And that’s not a gambit to get you to buy. You can’t know I’m telling you the truth until you put me to the test. But just to say, feel free to do that. You’ll learn soon enough.”

I tore my eyes from him and blinked at the landscape, taking in a deep breath through my nose, recalling his name.

Robert.

Robert Colley.

“You wanna see the outbuildings now or you wanna go up and look at the lens?” he asked.

I wanted to look at the lens.

Then I wanted to go look at the outbuildings.

But I didn’t say either.

I looked again to him.

“I’ll be needing the name of a good contractor.”

His eyes lit as he studied me and one side of his lips quirked.

“You’ll need to be looking at the outbuildings, gal,” he advised gently.

“Yes, you’re right,” I told him. “But I’ll also be needing the name of a good contractor.”

He continued to study me and he did this until I smiled at him.

And when I did, the half lip quirk disappeared and Robert Colley smiled back.

Tanja's Review

Nothing makes me happier than a good old fashioned second chance romance, and when it comes from one of my favorite authors… well, color me ecstatic!

The Time in Between is love and heart ache wrapped in misunderstanding and forgiveness. A love that began in youth, ended in a tragically emotional betrayal and will reconcile with adult minds and mature hearts.

I felt so much for both characters. The heartache is dripping from each page. I wanted to console each of them separately and knock some heads together multiple times. I think Coert and Cady will go down as a favorite coupling for sure. Their story is delivered in the style Kristen Ashley is known for: tender, sweet, remorseful, and completely satisfying.

The Time in Between is a perfect ending to a beautiful series and this reader hopes that it finds a few more stories to share in the future.

A perfect end of summer read to help you move into the romance of fall.


5 Stars
~Tanja

5% of the proceeds from the first week of sales of THE TIME IN BETWEEN release will be given to HALO Animal Rescue in Phoenix, a no-kill shelter. HALO stands for “helping animals live on” and is a shelter started by a mother/daughter team of committed animal advocates who have done a huge duty for animals in this area, and continue to do so with unwavering love, support and energy.For more information on HALO or to donate to the work they do, go to www.halorescue.org.

       

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About Kristen Ashley:

Kristen Ashley was born in Gary, Indiana, USA and nearly killed her mother and herself making it into the world, seeing as she had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck (already attempting to accessorize and she hadn't taken her first breath!). Her mother said they took Kristen away, put her Mom back in her room, her mother looked out the window, and Gary was on fire (Dr. King had been assassinated four days before). Kristen's Mom remembered thinking it was the end of the world. Quite the dramatic beginning. Nothing's changed. Kristen grew up in Brownsburg, Indiana and has lived in Denver, Colorado and the West Country of England. Thus, she's blessed to have friends and family around the globe. Her family was (is) loopy (to say the least) but loopy is good when you want to write. They all lived together on a very small farm in a small farm town in the heartland. She grew up with Glenn Miller, The Everly Brothers, REO Speedwagon and Whitesnake (and the wardrobes that matched). Needless to say, growing up in a house full of music, clothes and love was a good way to grow up. And as she keeps growing, it keeps getting better.

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