Today is release day for Quinn! Yay!
(Pendleton Petticoats Book 9)
She’s waging a war for women’s rights,
He’s fighting a battle to win her heart…
There’s nothing typical about Quinn Fairfield. The outspoken suffragette spends her days writing sensational headlines as a newspaper reporter and indulging her natural curiosity. She’s much more likely to be found riding a bicycle around town than learning the social graces at which her sister, Caitlyn, excels. When Caitlyn announces her plans to wed a man Quinn doesn’t trust, she sets out to find a reason to break up the happy couple. In the process, she finds herself falling for an intriguing, kind-hearted man.
After spending several years in Portland at college, Walker Williams returns to Pendleton, eager to make his mark on the world. He’s determined to become a legendary architect despite the challenges that arise from his upbringing on the nearby Umatilla Reservation. When a feisty red-headed newspaper reporter catches his eye and captures his heart, Walker fights his growing feelings for her. He’ll do anything to shelter Quinn from the prejudices aimed at him and his heritage.
Can the two of them overcome their fears, set aside the burdens of the past, and surrender to the sweet romance blossoming between them?
Filled with laughter, adventure, and historical tidbits from 1912, Quinn is a sweet historical romance brimming with hope and love.
Walker studied her a moment. “What are you doing in the park all by yourself? I figured your sister would have you knee-deep in wedding plans today.”
Unable to stop herself, Quinn rolled her eyes. “That’s exactly why I’m here by myself.”
His brow wrinkled in a slight frown. “Aren’t you happy for your sister? Drake is a fine man and he seems to be thoroughly infatuated with Miss Caitlyn.”
“Yes, he certainly seems to be.” Quinn pressed her lips together before she revealed all her secret reasons for wanting her sister to remain unwed, most of which reflected her own wants and not what would make Caitlyn happy.
“Yet, you still seem uncertain their idea to wed is a good one,” he observed.
Walker seemed far too perceptive for Quinn’s liking.
She shook her head and began yanking petals off the daffodil. “It’s not for me to decide. Caitlyn is older than me and able to make up her own mind.”
“I would have assumed you were the older sister,” he said. A rascally grin transformed his face from handsome man to boyishly charming. “Having two older, bossy sisters myself, I tend to recognize that trait.”
A laugh broke out of her before she could reel it back in. “I think I’ve been insulted, Mr. Williams.” She tossed what was left of the daffodil at him.
He brushed it aside and started to say something, but Holden ran over and threw himself against Walker’s legs.