Finding Perfect Book 3
by Amy Gregory
June 30, 2014
Available in: Paperback, e-Book
Leaving his last foster home, Tyson Ellison signed his name on the dotted line and checked out entirely, looking for something he felt missing. Four tours of service over-seas, too much death, too much violence, brought him back stateside. He was tired, drained, and still empty with nothing left to give. He hopped on his Ducati and headed northwest from his base in Georgia, the only place he'd ever called home. Fate ran him out of gas in the tiny town of Renlend, Kansas with nothing but his Army-issued duffle holding a few meager belongings. For two years Dianna's father has made sure something around their family-owned Bed and Breakfast needed attention. Tyson's attention. His handy-man skills put them in each other's space on a regular basis, her dad pointing out the vet's attributes regularly. She isn't oblivious, she'd memorized each one. Tyson's body was made for the movies, and so he kind of flirted with and smiled at her. Always managed to speak to her when he is there working. But in what lifetime would a ripped, tanned, tattooed Army veteran want with the shyest girl in town? Especially someone as plain Jane as her.
For those of you that don’t know me, I’ll first warn you, my life is crazy and I have a very broken filter! — Oh wait! Maybe I never had a filter? Not sure, now that I think about it!
I am a Kansas girl, still happily married to my high school sweetheart from a tiny little town, and we have three busy kids. Our youngest raced motocross and I fell in love with the sport. We live in a bigger city now, but still have those roots and a farm down south, so the Finding Perfect series is close to my heart as well.
I didn’t set out to become a writer. It all started with a dream I had. After a few nights of the dream becoming more vivid each night, I began writing long-hand. A month later—I had Carter and Jesse both typed. I fell in love with it and now I get antsy if I can’t write.
Ideas now come to me usually through lyrics in songs, so my poor iPhone is loaded beyond capacity! (And iTunes loves me! $$) As you can tell, I’m pretty snarky, a self-proclaimed smartass and very proud of it.
A few of my favorite things (besides the husb & kids) my puppies! (Mia, yep, based on one of them!) Love to shoot my pistol, do archery league when can and write as much as humanly possible! I’m almost always in Wranglers or Levis, a true Ariat boot wearing, Jeep driving, coffee addict. (Yes, Jeep—Alex had one too!) There’s bits and pieces of me in some form or another in all the books. Not on purpose, just works out that way LMAO!
With the kids going in different directions and helping husb run our company, I don’t get to many conferences a year, but I love to chat with readers, many of who have become close friends just from a single message on FB or email. If you have questions, I’m pretty candid, ask away! I love to talk.