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<\/a><\/p>\nDedicated kindergarten teacher Erin MacDonald isn’t the type to make the first move on a man\u2014especially gorgeous David McCay, her secret crush. But when a crisis involving one of her pupils offers a chance to help the pro baseballer turned local brewery owner, Erin goes way out of her comfort zone. So way out she makes a shocking suggestion! On Sale in Print: August 22, 2017<\/p>\n CELEBRATE THE RELEASE WITH A GIVEAWAY! Link<\/a><\/p>\n Amazon<\/strong><\/a> | <\/strong>B&N<\/strong><\/a> | <\/strong>iBooks<\/strong><\/a> | <\/strong>Harlequin<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n Michelle Major grew up in Ohio but dreamed of living in the mountains. Soon after graduating with a degree in Journalism, she pointed her car west and settled in Colorado. Her life and house are filled with one great husband, two beautiful kids, a few furry pets and several well-behaved reptiles. She\u2019s grateful to have found her passion writing stories with happy endings. Michelle loves to hear from her readers at www.michellemajor.com.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Connect with Michelle: <\/strong>Website<\/strong><\/a> | <\/strong>Facebook<\/strong><\/a> | <\/strong>Twitter<\/strong><\/a> | <\/strong>Goodreads<\/strong><\/a> | <\/strong>Amazon<\/strong><\/a><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Dedicated kindergarten teacher Erin MacDonald isn’t the type to make the first move on a man\u2014especially gorgeous David McCay, her secret crush. But when a crisis involving one of her pupils offers a chance to help the pro baseballer turned local brewery owner, Erin goes way out of her comfort zone. So way out … Continue reading #spotlight – ROMANCING THE WALLFLOWER by Michelle Major<\/span> <\/a><\/p>\n
\nDavid moved to the Colorado mountain town to look after his sister and her son. Now he’s a stand-in parent to his nephew, trying to fight his attraction to Erin\u2026who just propositioned him. David is nobody’s hero. So why can’t he convince the sweet, kindhearted beauty that she deserves better than him? Is it because they’re the perfect imperfect match?<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
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\n\u201cStop staring at the hottie brewmaster\u2019s butt.\u201d
\nErin MacDonald choked on the gulp of strawberry daiquiri she\u2019d just swallowed. \u201cI\u2019m not staring at anyone\u2019s butt,\u201d she said as she grabbed a wad of napkins and dabbed at her chin and shirtfront. \u201cAnd don\u2019t talk so loud.\u201d
\nMelody Cross, one of the second-grade teachers at Crimson Elementary, snorted. \u201cIt\u2019s a crowded bar on a busy Thursday night. No one can hear me.\u201d
\nBut Melody had the kind of booming voice that could quiet a room full of squirming eight-year-olds the afternoon before summer break. The tall table they stood at was a good five feet from the bar, but Erin swore she saw the man\u2019s broad shoulders stiffen.
\n\u201cWant me to take a picture of him?\u201d Suzie Vitale, her fellow kindergarten teacher, offered with a tipsy smile. \u201cIt lasts longer.\u201d
\nBefore Erin could stop her, the curvy blonde aimed her phone at the backside of the gorgeous guy who not only worked the bar but also owned Elevation Brewery. The brewpub had opened a little over a year ago and had become a popular hangout for both locals and tourists in the quaint mountain town of Crimson, Colorado.
\nErin had noticed David McCay, the brewery\u2019s owner, the first time she\u2019d stepped into the nouveau rustic\u2014and very on-trend for Colorado\u2014space. He was tall and lean, with dark blond hair that curled around the collars of the flannel shirts he favored. David McCay was as handsome as a movie star and built like he spent endless hours tossing huge sacks of barley\u2014or whatever it was beer brewers did.
\nErin, who was built like she spent her days sitting cross-legged on a reading rug, had surreptitiously watched him each time she came into the bar with friends or coworkers for a random happy hour or birthday celebration. He was often tending bar or sometimes she\u2019d spot him coming out from the back, wearing the heavy rubber boots and backward ball cap that she\u2019d quickly learned were his uniform when actually brewing beer.
\nColorado was known for its craft brews, and the fact that Elevation had made a name for itself so quickly was a testament to his hard work and talent at running a business.
\nAt least that\u2019s what Erin wanted to believe. Her mother liked to remind Erin that she too often assumed the best about people, which allowed them to regularly take advantage of her.
\nBut David McCay hadn\u2019t taken advantage of her, even though it was the stuff of her fantasies. Even though his nephew, Rhett, was now in her kindergarten class and David had been with the boy and his mother for back-to-school night. Erin had barely been able to put a sentence together with David towering over the other adults in the back of her classroom, but he hadn\u2019t bothered to acknowledge her. Heck, it was doubtful he even knew she existed.
\nExcept when she blinked and looked up, he was staring straight at her. Sparks of awareness flamed through her body, setting every inch of her skin on fire. He lifted one thick brow as if he could read her thoughts. Which might be impossible since it felt like all of her brain cells had spontaneously combusted under the weight of his stare.
\nShe heard Melody giggle behind her, and Suzie gave her a little shove forward. David now stood at the edge of the bar, only a short distance from her, with movement all around him. Customers in groups laughed and talked. A waitress set her tray on the rich wood bar top. A group of women at near the edge of the bar vied for his attention. But his focus remained on Erin.
\nThen something\u2014someone\u2014suddenly blocked her vision. Cole Bennett, Crimson\u2019s recently elected sheriff, was talking to David. Cole was also tall and broad, and to use one of her mom\u2019s favorite expressions, made a better door than a window.
\nErin shifted to the right as she overheard Cole mention Rhett, David\u2019s nephew. David\u2019s gaze hardened and his jaw clenched. Unable to stop herself, she moved forward, sidestepping a couple heading toward the back of the bar and a group of twentysomething guys who looked like they\u2019d just come off a hiking trail, until she stood directly behind the sheriff.
\nShe was five feet four inches tall in the clogs she favored for work, so both men towered over her and were completely unaware she was listening to their conversation. Invisibility was Erin\u2019s unintentional superpower. She knew much more than she should about her coworkers and neighbors, simply because people didn\u2019t notice she was there.
\n\u201cRhett is safe,\u201d Cole told David. \u201cBut they can\u2019t get him to come out.\u201d
\n\u201cWhat the hell was Jenna thinking?\u201d David asked, then scrubbed a hand over his jaw. \u201cNo, don\u2019t answer that.\u201d
\n\u201cShe\u2019s in trouble, David. The crowd she\u2019s running with\u2014\u201d
\n\u201cI\u2019ll handle it.\u201d He pulled a set of keys out of one of the pockets in his tan cargo pants. \u201cI just need to tell Tracie I\u2019m leaving for the night. I\u2019ll be over for Rhett.\u201d
\n\u201cI have to call Social Services,\u201d Cole said softly, and Erin felt the tension ratchet up a notch.
\n\u201cGive me some time with him first, okay?\u201d
\n\u201cCan you\u2014\u201d
\n\u201cI\u2019ll handle it,\u201d David repeated. He moved behind the bar and spoke to the woman filling two pint glasses from the tap.
\nThe sheriff walked out of the bar, patrons instinctively clearing a path for him although he wasn\u2019t in uniform tonight.
\nWhen she looked up, David McCay stood toe-to-toe with her. She realized she\u2019d moved forward to block his path from behind the bar.
\nIn her daydreams, she\u2019d compared his eyes to the brilliant summer sky above the ragged peak of Crimson Mountain or the iridescent cobalt of a tropical lagoon. But now his frosty stare was more like the ice blue of a glacier, so cold a shiver passed through her.
\n\u201cI don\u2019t have time for this, sweetheart. You and your friends are going to have to play your liquid courage bar games with someone else.\u201d
\n\u201cIt\u2019s not a game,\u201d Erin said.
\n\u201cDarlin\u2019, you ordered a froofy drink in my bar. It\u2019s either a game or a joke.\u201d
\nThis close to David, the heat and frustration radiating off him made her feel different from the woman she knew herself to be. She was aware of her body in a way that was new and exhilarating. She wanted more. She wanted\u2026something she couldn\u2019t name. Still, the promise of it made her weak with longing.
\nAlso braver than she\u2019d ever been. Or maybe crazy was a better word, because when he moved to step around her, she placed a hand on his arm.
\n\u201cI can help with your nephew.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n