A Coventry Wedding
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Coventry, Texas bills itself as the «tiny town with the big heart.» Amid its picturesque storefronts and open-minded locals, one woman in search of a temporary hideaway might find much more than she hoped for. . .Jandy Taylor's grandfather always teased her about not being able to finish anything. So perhaps it's not a shock that a few days before her wedding to soap star Hudson Blake, Jandy postpones the ceremony and hitches a ride to Coventry, Texas, with a stranger named Sam, a dog named Sue, and an overwhelming desire to escape–if only for a few days. . . Coventry is in the middle of its famed annual Godiva Festival, making it the perfect place for Jandy to be carefree and invisible. That is until the press dubs her a «runaway bride.» Now, with an eager groom, her PR-hungry mother, and a swarm of paparazzi on her trail, Jandy has to figure out if it's possible that a town, a life, and a man she hardly knows could suddenly feel an awful lot like home. . . Praise for Becky Cochrane and A Coventry Christmas "This novel is written with warmth and lots of cute, fun dialogue." – Romantic Times
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Jandy began to laugh as dogs and people scattered in all directions, turning over crates and kennels and toppling pedestals. She looked again at Sam, who held tightly to Sue’s leash while he watched and laughed at the chaos. Their eyes met, and before she knew what she was doing, Jandy began walking toward him through the bedlam.
Sam and Sue met her halfway. She wasn’t sure which of them made the first move, but Sam’s free arm went around her and she held Grayson’s camera behind her as she tilted her head to avoid his cowboy hat. It could have been a friendly kiss or a happy kiss, but it was a different kind of kiss, the kind that sent a shock wave down her spine, then radiated out to every nerve of her body.
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She checked to make sure the twelve thousand dollars was still in its tight bundle at the bottom of her purse. When the tow truck driver showed up, she couldn’t let him know she was carrying that much cash, just as she didn’t want him to see the diamond that seemed too heavy for her slender fingers. Being desperate, stranded, and apparently affluent would make her an easy mark for him or whatever mechanic he took her to.
She squinted at the name on the driver’s door of the tow truck: REVERE AUTO REPAIR. The letters beneath it were too faded to make out at this distance. It looked like CONVENT-something, but that made no sense. Although if she thought about it, nuns probably didn’t take a vow renouncing auto repair. Judging by how much car repairs had cost her, a garage seemed a more practical way for a convent to raise money than selling honey, sewing choir robes, or doing whatever nuns did. She wasn’t Catholic, so she had no idea. The closest she’d ever come to a nun was Sister Francesca on Sweet Seasons. Sister Francesca would never be mistaken for an auto mechanic, although Delaney Stewart, the actress who played her—
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