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Excerpt

When I looked down, her hands were fisted on the countertop, shaking from the effort of keeping them still. "I'd take a picture of that," I told her, voice low and charged.

She tilted her chin up toward me. "Of what?" In the low light of the apartment, her eyes glowed like melted gold.

"Your hands." I licked my suddenly dry lips. "I feel like they're telling me something that I can't figure out."

Grace peered down at the fists she was making, and her fingers relaxed, the skin no longer white around her knuckles.

"What are they telling me, Grace?" I begged.

She ducked under my arm and I exhaled heavily. Without the heat from her body against mine, I took a second to get myself under control. When I turned, she was handing me her camera.

"Go ahead," she said. I tilted my head. "You want me to take your picture?" Grace studied the camera, carefully removing the lens cap and pulling it up to her eyes. She aimed it at my face, and I wondered what she saw. If I looked like I was one thread away from snapping because that's how I felt. I'd never felt like I was one quick step away from freedom, but here, I was. One nudge over the edge of the cliff, and she'd have me free falling without a parachute. I'd never, ever wanted it so badly. When I heard the click of the shutter, I rubbed the back of my neck. "Can I see?"

She ignored me, pulling the camera away so she could look at the digital image on the back. Her lips curved in a secret little smile.

"What do you see?" I asked. Her chest expanded on an inhale.

"Frustration." Her eyes met mine. "Want."

Words lodged in my chest, and I couldn't tear them loose. I held my hand out and she passed the camera to me. With a rough swallow, I squinted at the tiny viewfinder once it was at eye-level. Grace came into my eye line, holding my gaze with such directness that I fought the urge not to throw the camera across the room simply because it was between us. It was her turn to ask.

"What do you see?" My finger pushed the slick button on top of the camera, and her mouth curled in surprise that I took a shot. I pushed the button again as she took a step closer.

"You're not answering me," she said lightly. "Because I can hardly think straight when you're looking at me like that."

My admission was rough and hard, out before I could stop it. She took another step, within reach now, and one of her hands slid up my forearm. One more picture, the sound of the shutter snapping between us like a shot. Somehow, I set it down on the counter without smashing it.

"You can't lie to a camera," Grace said quietly, watching her hand on my arm before the other landed on my heaving chest. "It captures things as are they are, good or bad or ugly or beautiful."

I slid an arm around her waist and tightened my grip until she was flush against me. My other hand pushed up the back of her neck and into her hair.

"This is insane," she breathed, dropping her forehead onto my chest.

"No, it's not."

Grace lifted her head and pinned me in place. "Tucker, seventy-two hours ago, I hated you. You can't tell me this doesn't feel a little nuts."

I couldn't stop my smile. "You didn't hate me. Not really."

One eyebrow lifted. "Wanna bet?"

RATING:

REVIEW

"...the first time Grace thawed to me, the first time I saw a crack in that shield. And it made me want to pry it loose and see what was underneath. I should have known then that I would've done anything, sacrificed anything to have her in my life."

The story of the Buchanans and their family love curse (from Baking Me Crazy) continues in this book!

Batter of Wits is a hate-to-love story about Grace Buchanan and Tucker Haywood. Grace moves to Green Valley with his brother Grady after living with their mom in LA basically all their life. She hated her job there so she's kind of finding her place in Green Valley. She's tough as hell but she's got a big heart. On the other hand, Tucker was born and raised in the town. He's been living his life as if it's all been planned for him — including his job and relationship. No one close to him notices how miserable he feels, but Grace does.

I really love both characters separately, I think they have amazing personalities and there's something relatable about them both. As for their relationship, they have amazing chemistry together!! I do wish there was a little bit more development, though. I feel like they quickly got together just as they were becoming good friends but that didn't really stop me from loving this. (I don't want to spoil what happens so I'll just say that Grace and Tucker's conversation in chapter 12 is EVERYTHING. Oh my heart.)

The small-town feel this book gave me is extra special. I love how the side characters also gave so much life to the story and the way Karla Sorensen describes the town. I'm also so sold on Grady already, he's so protective and loyal to Grace. I think it's so funny how he's trying to avoid getting victimized by the Buchanan curse so I'm looking forward to seeing how that backfires on him haha

ARC provided by Smartypants Romance in exchange for an honest review.