{"id":1473,"date":"2023-10-01T07:15:21","date_gmt":"2023-10-01T14:15:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/theskywriteshere.com\/?p=1473"},"modified":"2023-10-01T07:15:21","modified_gmt":"2023-10-01T14:15:21","slug":"featuring-author-cate-beauman","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/theskywriteshere.com\/index.php\/2023\/10\/01\/featuring-author-cate-beauman\/","title":{"rendered":"Featuring Author Cate Beauman"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Time to meet author Cate Beauman!<\/p>\n\n\n

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Title: Eight Years Gone
Author: Cate Beauman
Genre: Contemporary, Military Romance
Release Date: September 20, 2023<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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A steamy second chance\u2026<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jagger Tennyson never had it easy, but that all changes when Dr. Steven Evans knocks on his front door. Leaving poverty and hopelessness behind, Jagger creates a life he\u2019s been too afraid to dream of. But tragedy strikes late one night, and everything falls apart. Jagger is forced to walk away, leaving the woman he loves.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Grace Evans grew up with wealth and privilege, but she\u2019s no stranger to loss and pain. When she meets the gorgeous boy from the wrong side of the tracks, everything changes for the better. Grace has never loved anyone the way she loves Jagger. But he vanishes on the night that nearly destroys her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Eight years later, Jagger comes home, and nothing is how it was supposed to be. Dreams were shattered, and trust was broken, but he wants to make things right. He\u2019ll do whatever it takes to fight for Grace, but proving he still loves her won\u2019t be easy. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

When tragedy befalls Grace again, Jagger can help her pick up the pieces. But can Grace forgive the past?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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EXCERPT<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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  Grace hugged Christy again before her friend left. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

     \u201cOkay,\u201d she said as she set her bag on her chair, then closed her laptop, setting the computer in its designated compartment as she ran through her mental checklist.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

     She needed to get over to the shop and get orders filled. New photos had to be taken for Instagram. Then she needed to contact their supplier\u2026 <\/p>\n\n\n\n

     Her thoughts vanished as she glanced across the street. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

     The hand she\u2019d lifted to slide her hair behind her ear fell to her side as she stared at Jagger leaning against the Stingray\u2019s driver\u2019s side door as he sat parallel parked in one of the metered parking spots. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

     He wore a navy-blue tank top and khaki cargo shorts. Dark sunglasses covered his eyes as he crossed powerful arms at his chest. Gorgeous and dangerous.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

     \u201cOh, God,\u201d she shuddered out, barely remembering to grab her laptop bag before she walked to the door and stepped outside, moving down the sidewalk instead of crossing the street to talk to the man who was supposed to be anywhere but there. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

     She glanced over her shoulder, muttering a curse when she realized he was right behind her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

     With his next step, he fell into pace beside her. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

     She hesitated, then moved faster, wishing like crazy that she hadn\u2019t left her Sorento at the shop. What was she supposed to do? What was she supposed to say? Because this wasn\u2019t supposed to be happening. \u201cWhat are you doing here, Jagger?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

     \u201cWhat are you doing here?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

     She stopped in her tracks, clutching the strap of her bag as she faced him. \u201cI live here. I work here.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

     \u201cWhat about photography? What about your pictures?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

     She huffed out a laugh at his out-of-left-field question. Since when did he give a damn about her career path? Since when did he care about her at all? \u201cGo away, Jagger.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n

     She hurried up the one step to her aunt\u2019s flower shop, shutting the door before he could follow. \u201cWe\u2019re closed,\u201d she said, staring into his aviator lenses through the panel of glass, twisting the lock into place with trembling fingers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

     She closed her eyes, then opened them, blinking when she realized he was gone. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

     \u201cWhy is this happening?\u201d she whispered, resting her back against the doorframe as she pressed a hand to her jittery stomach. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

     She peeked over her shoulder again, relieved that he was still gone. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

     \u201cIs that you, honey?\u201d Aunt Maggie called from the back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

     Grace slid clammy palms over her pants, smoothing herself out. \u201cUm, yup. I\u2019ll be right there.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

     \u201cGood. We\u2019ve got some pretty ones back here today. The dahlias are\u2014 Oh my word!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

     \u201cWhat?\u201d Grace pushed off the door, hustling toward the back as the surprise in Aunt    Maggie\u2019s voice registered. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

     Grace clenched her jaw when she stopped in the doorway, having forgotten that Jagger knew his way around the place. The alleyway door was always open for delivery and flower processing in the morning. He\u2019d helped with the flowers numerous times during their summer vacations.<\/p>\n<\/div><\/div>\n<\/div><\/div>\n\n\n\n

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EIGHT YEARS GONE SOUNDTRACK<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I love listening to music any time I write. I find that the right song at the right moment helps me lock into my flow state. And that\u2019s where the magic happens! These were the songs that spoke to me as I told Grace and Jagger\u2019s story:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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  • Wonderstruck by Jane & The Boys<\/li>\n\n\n\n
  • 18 by One Direction<\/li>\n\n\n\n
  • Longer Than I Thought by Loote ft. Joe Jonas<\/li>\n\n\n\n
  • Ghost Story by Carrie Underwood<\/li>\n\n\n\n
  • Hard Sometimes by Ruel<\/li>\n\n\n\n
  • Butter by BTS<\/li>\n\n\n\n
  • For Tonight by Giveon<\/li>\n\n\n\n
  • My Rose (Luca Edit) by Luca and Emma Castellino <\/li>\n\n\n\n
  • Anyone by Justin Bieber<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n\n\n\n