Release Date: June 2009
Re-issue: February 15, 2016
When Harley Nelson got on his motorcycle and drove out of Portland, Oregon, ten years ago, he left behind a bad reputation–and a baby.
Audra Worthington was the reason for both. Well, the baby, anyway. The reputation he already had. It’s why rich girl Audra fell for him in the first place. Now Audra’s dead. His son, Brandon, is being raised by her family–good girl Lauren, the perfect daughter, and her uncompromising parents.
But Harley’s a self-made success down in California and he’s ready to take responsibility for his son. And Harley Nelson’s trouble. He’s shown up at her door, saying he wants to get to know his son–ten years too late, in Lauren’s opinion. Too bad he didn’t stick by her sister, Audra, when he got her pregnant. (At least, that’s the story Lauren’s always heard.) And too bad he still looks so good in that black leather jacket…
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*** 4 1/2 Stars ***
“Matt “Harley” Nelson is as sleek and sexy as his nickname, but to Lauren Worthington he’s also as dangerous. After years away, Matt has returned for something he left behind-his son. Since he was born, Lauren has been caring for her nephew, and she’s not about to give him up without a fight. But she soon realizes what she’s really battling is her attraction to Matt, and what loving him will do to her family. A master of characterization, Brenda Novak gives Lauren and Matt time to grow and try SHOOTING FOR THE MOON as they experience love for the first time.”
~ Romantic Times
“A remarkable achievement with rich characterizations, clashing emotions, and a captivating plot, SHOOTING THE MOON earns the WordWeaving Award for Excellence.”
~Cindy Penn, Senior Editor, Amazon Top 50 Reviewer
eBook Specialist, Midwest Book Reviews
*** 5 Star Review ***
“Ms. Novak’s writing never fails to touch me, or have me reaching for the tissue box. This novel was no different. If you’ve never read a Brenda Novak book, SHOOTING THE MOON is the perfect place to start.”
~Lisa Ramaglia, Scribes World
“I was glued to this book. It was so entrancing that I read it in one sitting… This may have been the first book by Brenda Novak that I’ve read but it certainly won’t be my last!”
~Kathy Boswell, Managing Editor, The Best Reviews
*** A Perfect 10 ***
“Roiling with strong emotion and tender romance, SHOOTING THE MOON draws the reader in from the first page. Detailed characterization, realistic dialogue and a heart-wrenching story of second chances make SHOOTING THE MOON an outstanding and unforgettable read. I highly recommend it.”
~Terrie Figueroa, Owner/Webmistress, Romance Reviews Today
“Whatever you do, don’t miss this one!!! Brenda Novak touches your heart in all the right places with the emotion filled SHOOTING THE MOON, a love story that will make you cry and sigh, and rejoice in the power and beauty of love. I loved the characters in this book soooo much! It’s a trip to the moon all right!”
~Suzanne Coleburn, Reader to Reader Reviews
“Ms. Novak has done a fabulous job!”
~Jessica Holmes, Romance At Its Best
“The name’s Lauren,” she informed him. “I’m sure you never knew that.”
“Why, did I call you by something different?”
Harley hadn’t had the time or the inclination to call her by anything. He was too star-struck by her sister, once they became an item, and too busy flirting with all the other popular girls before that. Someone like Lauren, an honor student, a bookworm, held no attraction for him. She used to admire him from a distance, but ever since he’d gotten her sister in trouble, she’d been glad he’d passed over her.
“We never really knew each other,” she said, “which is why you’ll have to excuse me. I don’t feel comfortable having a strange man at the door.”
“We knew each other,” he said. “We just didn’t know each other well. I wasn’t allowed to come to the house, remember? And I’ve been called a lot of things, Lauren, but strange generally isn’t one of them.”
“That’s because there’s so many more applicable epithets to choose from,” she said, unable to resist.
Lauren expected her words to make him angry, but he simply cocked an eyebrow, then gave her that crooked smile of his. “Epithet?” he repeated. “Evidently all those hours you spent in the library did your vocabulary some good, though I doubt it did anything for your social life.” He looked her up and down. “And I bet your excitement factor hasn’t notched up any. Not with you going around spouting things like applicable epithets.”
“Maybe you should have spent a few more hours in the library. Maybe it would have done you some good.”
“You spent enough time there for both of us. Besides, you were always too busy hiding behind your glasses and reading a thick textbook to know what was going on around you, so how would you know what’s applicable to me and what isn’t, especially after ten years?”
“Some things don’t change,” she said. “And some things are more apparent than others.”
“Especially to the gifted Lauren Worthington, huh?”
He said her name in an uppity, nasal tone Lauren didn’t especially appreciate, but being from the wealthy Eastside, she’d heard it before. “You got my sister pregnant, remember? I know what kind of man you are.”
He laughed, the sound rumbling from somewhere deep in his chest. If Lauren had been anyone else, someone who didn’t know who or what he was, she would have smiled automatically, despite the animosity between them. He had that kind of charisma. She hated him, yet he appealed to her in a very basic way.
“Last I checked, it took two to make a baby,” he said. “But you must be like your father. He never saw things that way, either.”
“My father was trying to look out for his daughter. He was trying to get Audra out of the mess you got her into.”
This time Lauren’s barb hit a tender spot. She could tell by the way Harley’s eyes narrowed and all traces of the smile he wielded so well disappeared. “Stick to your books, Lauren. You don’t know anything about what happened,” he said. “But then someone as tightly wound as you wouldn’t. The closest you’ve probably ever come to love is the definition of it in some encyclopedia.”
Lauren felt her back stiffen. Just because he’d never found her attractive didn’t mean she hadn’t had other boyfriends. Those relationships had never evolved into anything serious, but her inability to commit didn’t mean she wasn’t capable of love. And, anyway, Lauren’s love life–or lack thereof–wasn’t the point here. Her nephew Brandon was all that mattered. She’d built her life around him, and she wasn’t about to lose him now.
“Who do you think has loved Brandon and cared for him all these years, practically raised him?” Certainly not her sister, who was never quite the same after her affair with Harley.
“Regardless of who’s raised him, his mother’s dead,” he said, “and I’m here now. I’ve come to collect what’s mine.”