Around the Edges Meets Refined (Meet Your Match #2) by Rachael Anderson
For Noah Mackie, life is finally back on track. He has a great support system, a promised promotion is on its way, and he's finally getting the hang of this single father thing. But when the job falls through and his neighbor's matchmaking efforts become more aggressive, Noah is in for yet another unwanted detour. With his career and two spirited daughters to worry about, he doesn't have time for dating—especially not someone like Cassie Ellis, his girls' beautiful and sophisticated dance instructor, who is about as open and approachable as a brick wall.
Rough around the Edges Meets Refined is about two people who think they know exactly what they want but who have no idea what they really need. It's about learning that people aren't always what they seem and that sometimes life’s detours take you exactly where you need to go.
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Book Excerpt
Carpet samples were way too small. How was
Cassie supposed to know what an entire room would look like from a small little
swatch? There were too many choices. Nylon or polyester? Plush, frieze,
textured, or cut? Not to mention all the color options. And then there was the
tile for the bathroom and the complicated dance flooring, with its subfloor and
all of its choices.
She felt a headache coming on.
“How will I ever make up my mind?” Cassie
whispered to Noah.
“It’s called trusting your instincts.”
“Instincts? I’m supposed to have an
instinct about carpet samples?”
“Doesn’t everyone?” Noah grinned. “Isn’t
one calling out to you? Telling you that it’s the one you’ll be able to coexist
with for the next ten to fifteen years?”
Ten
to fifteen years? Noah wasn’t helping at all.
Cassie frowned at the samples, willing one to shake or glow or whatever carpet
samples did to call out to a person.
“Which one would you choose?” she finally
said.
“Uh-uh. This is your house, your carpet,
your choice. I’m just here as a friend,
remember?”
A friend who was sitting way too close for
comfort, Cassie thought as the touch of his shoulder sent a bunch of tingles
down her arm. “Friends are allowed to give opinions.”
“No. Only dates are allowed to do that,”
said Noah. “If you really want my opinion, you know what you have to do.”
Despite her distress about all the
decisions facing her, Cassie couldn’t help but smile. “Okay, fine. It’s a date.
Now if you were me, what would you choose?”
Noah blinked as he shook his head. “Wow,
that was easy. I should have gone for more. Like a kiss or boyfriend status
or—”
She nudged him. “Stop it. I need you to
help me, not tease me.”
“I wasn’t teasing,” he murmured, pulling the
samples toward him. 
Author Rachael AndersonUSA Today bestselling author, Rachael Anderson is the mother of four and is pretty good at breaking up fights, or at least sending guilty parties to their rooms. She can't sing, doesn't dance, and despises tragedies. But she recently figured out how yeast works and can now make homemade bread, which she is really good at eating.
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