Hello, and welcome back! I hope you’ve all managed to escape the nasty weather that’s been around the past week. I know it’s warmer here, but I don’t think winter is quite finished with us yet. I’ve begun digging into the March romances at last. But I still have one last February romance to share with all of you before we get to those.

The last of our February romances is Karen Rose Smith’s His Daughter...Their Child (Silhouette Special Edition, received from author). Single dad Clay Sullivan and his young daughter Abby are managing just fine on their own since his divorce. But now his ex-wife’s sister Celeste Wells has come back to town and claims to want to be part of his daughter’s life. Clay and Celeste used to be friends when they were kids, but Clay doesn’t trust her any more now than he trusts her sister, who hasn’t had any contact with his daughter in a year. He figures Celeste will come visit once and lose interest. But Celeste and his young daughter quickly forge a bond he never expected. And Celeste tempts him to forge his own bond with her. He shouldn’t want to, not after the disaster that was his marriage to her twin sister, but they share an attraction neither can deny. Celeste has had her own bad relationship recently, but she is determined to get to know her niece, which necessarily means spending time in the company of her handsome former brother-in-law. Their past friendship makes some of the forging of their new relationship easier, and yet at the same time, more difficult with the added layer of the desire for more. Clay is a terrific father, and his daughter both sweet and wise in that way that only small children can sometimes be. Celeste does her best to resist, as a relationship with Clay will have a whole new set of challenges, but a woman can’t resist the lead of her heart, and her heart belongs to Clay. Karen Rose Smith is one of the best around at creating emotional, believable stories and characters whose stories will make you fall in love along the way. This is a lovely, lovely way to spend a late winter’s afternoon. I’m borrowing four of Cupid’s five arrows for this one.

Until next time, happy reading!

Karen Rose Smith