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Date Published: February 2013
One day, Callie Vanetta receives devastating news . . .
She needs a liver transplant. But her doctors warn that, in her case, the chances 
of finding a compatible donor aren’t good. Determined to spend whatever time 
she has left on her own terms, she keeps the diagnosis to herself and moves out 
to her late grandparents’ farm. She’s always wanted to live there. But the farm 
hasn’t been worked in years and she begins to fear it’s too much, she’ll have to 
return to town.
One night, a stranger comes knocking at her door…
He’s an attractive and mysterious drifter by the name of Levi McCloud who 
offers to trade work for a few nights’ shelter. Callie figures she doesn’t have 
anything to lose. He needs a place to stay until he can fix his motorcycle; she 
needs an extra pair of hands. The arrangement seems ideal until what was 
supposed to be temporary starts to look more and more permanent. Then she 
realizes she does have something to lose — her heart. And, although he doesn’t 
yet know it, Levi stands to lose even more. 
A copy was provided to me in exchange for a review. My review is my own, and not in any way influenced. Now that that’s out of the way…. YEAH. I love Brenda Novak. She brings me into a new town, time and time again. I’ve been reading her all my life, so go give a review in any way… I’m so excited.
Now onto the story. I liked that Callie’s first instinct when someone’s at her door in the middle of the night is to call the cops. Sensible and responsible girl. I liked that about her. Levi, well his awfully nice for a wanted man. I suspected more right from the blurb and made be curious. There was no way this guy was wanted for horrible things.
Also Brenda Novak did a great job portraying the liver condition and Callie being on the list and saying it’s not the end of the world. She made it realistic and fun, but I knew before page 100 that you can survive if you get this transplant. My uncle did. He’s living still with his wife and children, and he’s not a drinker at all. So Brenda took serious medical and legal conditions, weaving it eloquently into this romance. Callie could be any woman. She’s fun. Levi McCloud might not technically be an angel, but he’s a man with a good heart. Five out of five stars. Awesome job. I’m still sighing from reading this tale.

Panic turned Callie’s knees to water as she felt the raw power of Levi’s quick, sure movements. She opened her mouth to scream but couldn’t draw in enough air.

For the first time, she was afraid of him. Reallyafraid. In that moment, she knew without a doubt that he could do anything he wanted to her, and that, despite her diagnosis, she still cared.

The fear didn’t last, however. As soon as he realized it was her, he eased his hold enough to turn her in his arms. “I’m sorry,” he murmured. “I hope…I hope I didn’t hurt you. I didn’t know…”

His words fell off, but she understood. He hadn’t known it was her. She should’ve announced herself. She would have, except that she’d been waiting to get close enough to touch his arm, in case he was sleeping. “It’s okay,” she said. “I…I shouldn’t have surprised you.”

“What are you doing out here?”

He released her but she couldn’t let go of him. She was still trying to overcome the effects of receiving such a fright, worried that she might crumble to the ground. “I-I wanted to see if you’d come inside.”


His deep voice rumbled in her ear, but he must have felt her shaking because his hands no longer hung at his sides. They were sliding up her back. She could feel the warmth his splayed fingers provided as he drew her into a solid embrace that reassured her but did nothing to slow her galloping heart.

Instinctively, she turned her cheek against the soft cotton of his T-shirt. Don’t read anything into this. He’s just being kind. Such contact was normal, given her reaction. But she couldn’t deny that the chemistry between them had suddenly changed. She liked the feel of his firm chest, the security she felt in the circle of his arms, but there was also a sexual element—probably because he wasn’t completely dressed. She’d already felt the band of his briefs, the crisp hair on his legs as he brushed up against her.

She swallowed hard as his hands settled between her shoulder blades. “I couldn’t sleep.”

“Why not?”

“I was…I was worried that maybe Denny and his fool of a friend would come back and cause trouble.”

“They might. But they’re the kind of trouble I can handle.”

New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author Brenda Novak is the author of more than forty-five books. A three-time Rita nominee, she has won many awards, including the National Reader’s Choice, the Bookseller’s Best, the Book Buyer’s Best, the Daphne, and the Holt Medallion. She also runs an annual on-line auction for diabetes research every May atwww.brendanovak.com (her youngest son has this disease). To date, she’s raised over $1.6 million. Come meet the long-time friends who have made Whiskey Creek the “Heart of Gold Country” with WHEN WE TOUCH, WHEN LIGHTNING STRIKES, WHEN SNOW FALLS and WHEN SUMMER COMES.