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Until Love Finds You (The Tavonesi series #10)
By Pamela Aares
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Age category: Adult
Release Date: September 9, 2017
Pamela Aares’ USA Today bestselling Tavonesi Series continues with another suspenseful, page-turning and heart-warming novel about the healing power of love.
Reclusive tech billionaire Evan Forbes finds himself lost and lonely in the secretive world he’s cloaked around himself. He may have changed the way the world communicates with his innovative, high-tech businesses, but the language of the heart has brought nothing but pain.
When Evan meets the vivacious heiress Coco Tavonesi on a garden tour, she fires a spark of desire he can’t resist. Pretending to be an ordinary computer geek, he conceals his true identity and accepts the thirty-dollar an hour job she offers, tracking down a hacker who’s stolen her prized nature photographs. After years of hiding his famous name and his own incredible wealth behind a disguise, has he met the woman worth revealing himself to? Can he risk his heart?
Coco doesn’t count on falling for the sexy techie, but when she playfully snaps a photo of Evan, his resulting anger triggers fears from her past. What does he have to hide? Is Evan the quirky, sweet geek he seems, or yet another fortune hunter using this chance to get close to her?
When Evan discovers that Coco is being hacked by a high-level genius, he’s determined to bring the criminal down. But the hacker accesses Coco’s photos of Evan and threatens blackmail and violence, and suddenly the secrets Coco and Evan have kept from one another endanger not only the love blooming between them, but their very lives.
- You can either read this with or without reading the rest of the book series in advanced but I would highly suggest to read it so you can get more information on all of the characters and become even more invested in the story.
- The start of the book was a little hard to get into as it started with psychology talk which I enjoyed but it went a little overboard and I would’ve loved it if the book went in a little differently.
- The rest of the book though was extremely enjoyable and I would suggest reading it if you are into this genre and the synopsis and excerpt interested you.
- The book is really about how true love can change your life, just to let you know before getting into it.
- The rest of the book though was extremely enjoyable and I would suggest reading it if you are into this genre and the synopsis and excerpt interested you.
- The characters were all very enjoyable and I loved reading about Evan and Coco together.
- The whole entire plot of the book was a very enjoyable read that kept you turning the page as their was twists and turns at every page.
- In conclusion, this is very enjoyable romantic book that I would recommend if you are into that genre.
I give this book 4/5 stars.
Excerpts Until Love Finds You
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Coco glanced at her GPS and realized she’d missed the turn to Twin Hill Orchards.
She’d been caught up again in her thoughts. Or was it more than that?
She didn’t want to admit that since meeting Evan earlier in the day, she’d felt more
He was the strangest combination. Tall and terrifically muscled, he moved with the
coiled power of a trained athlete. But his manners and his speech were awkward, as if
he’d been born feral and raised by wolves. No, that was too dramatic. She shook her
head. She’d sworn that this was the year she’d focus on ratcheting back the drama.
He was a geek, no doubt about that. Except she’d always expected computer geeks
to be short guys in Birkenstocks. Showed what she knew.
In any case, he’d fixed the problem with her system, and she was back on track.
She was grateful. She had less than two weeks to get the remaining location shots she
needed, pull her proposal together, and get it to the publisher. Maybe it had been
impulsive to invite Evan to come along on the shoot, but he could hold the bounce card
and . . . Well, he fascinated her.
She checked the rearview mirror and then swung a fast U-turn and headed back
toward the turnoff she’d missed.
“I would love to have your opinion on the photos I’ve chosen,” she repeated
emphatically. “I want this book to be a portal, a way for people who’ve never had their
souls touched by nature to find a way in, to become curious, to be inspired to take a step
outside—no matter how small—and breathe in the magic.”
Dio. So much for ratcheting back drama. But sometimes there was no way to put a
lid on passion. And her photography was her passion. No lid available.
She glanced at Evan. He was frowning at his forearm.
Maybe he was one of those geeky guys who didn’t like to be touched. Maybe she’d
been spending so much time with half-clothed men doing the shoots for the Inspire
fundraising calendar that she’d lost touch with personal space boundaries. Regret flooded
her. She made a mental note to keep her hands to herself.
“I’d be honored to have a look at your work,” Evan said.
His tone was even, smooth, sounding almost rehearsed. Conversing with him was
like doing a run-thru with one of her friend Samantha’s prototype robots. R2D2 had more
emotion in his voice than Evan did. But from the expression in his eyes, she was pretty
sure he was sincere. And he would be the perfect person to give her honest feedback. If
she could elicit emotion from a guy like Evan, she could touch most anyone’s heart with
“Thank you. I can pay you for your time.” She didn’t want him to lose income
because of her.
She peeked at him again. Now he was staring out the window, his cap tilted low
over his eyes. The guy clearly needed to experience more of the world beyond computer
screens. The orchard outing was a great start.
The trick would be keeping her internal imp in line for the rest of the afternoon.
She had a penchant for nudging others past their limits. Or at least encouraging them to
stretch their horizons a bit. Her siblings and friends were often at the mercy of her
prodding. They’d bristled when she turned to matchmaking, but Adrian wouldn’t be
happily married if not for her behind-the- scenes help. Encouraging those she loved to
experience more of life was one of her best qualities.
She pulled in next to a beat-up pickup at the back of the barn. In the meadow in the
distance, rows of stacked white beehives glinted in the sun. The sun was high, maybe too
bright for the shots she’d hoped to get, but she could manage. It was going to be a good
“Do you mind carrying my light bounce?” she asked as she unloaded her
equipment from the back seat.
“I’d be happy to.” Evan took the silver disk she held out to him.
She was careful not to touch him in the exchange, but she couldn’t refrain from
cracking a smile at his formal manners. Yes, keeping her inner imp in check was going to
be a challenge.
He twisted the disk, and it snapped open to its full four-foot diameter.
“The hazards of outdoor shooting,” she said. “Here, I’ll close it—”
Before she could take the light bounce from his hands, he twisted it shut.
“You’ve done that before.”
He smiled. “A few times, yes. I like to do portraits of my siblings and their animals.
I especially like to photograph animals. A light bounce comes in handy.”
He was handsome when he smiled. She wondered what he’d look like without the
beard. Or the faded cap. At least he’d left his sunglasses on the dash of the car and she
could see his eyes. The flinty blue of them was a contrast to his dark hair. His long sooty
lashes framed them perfectly. And he was staring at her, unblinking.
“Then you’re in luck,” she said, pulling her gaze from his and gathering up her
gear. “Naomi has a barnyard full of animals. But mostly we’ll be shooting trees and
“I like bees.”
Evan looked uncomfortable, as if a flood of words behind his simple statement
needed to rush out. Her cousin Teresa stammered when she spoke—Coco had to work at
not prompting or finishing her sentences for her. But Evan’s awkwardness was some sort
of inner stammer. And just as hard to resist prompting.
“I like bees too,” a velvety voice said from behind them.
They turned to face a woman in short shorts and a nearly transparent lace top.
“I’m Naomi,” the woman said, extending her hand to Evan. “You’re here for the
For a moment no one moved. Then Evan took Naomi’s outstretched hand, pumped
it once, and released it quickly. “I’m just observing.”
Coco tried to ignore the way the woman was staring at Evan—as though she could
lap him up like a bowl of cream. “I’m Coco Tavonesi.” She extended her hand to shake
Naomi’s. “Thank you for agreeing to allow me to photograph your farm and orchard. My
brother Adrian said this land has been in your family for several generations.”
Naomi’s eyes twinkled with her smile. “Five. And if I have anything to do with it,
five more. But I’m still looking for the right man to share all this loveliness with.” She
turned to Evan. “You didn’t introduce yourself.”
Naomi’s hungry gaze wasn’t subtle. Clearly Coco wasn’t the only one to notice
Evan’s handsome features and hot body. Still, the sizzle of jealousy riddling her was
ridiculous. And the bratty voice inside her that wanted to say hands off, I saw him first,
“Evan.” He took a big step back, and color rose in a mottled pattern along his neck.
He paused as if considering his next word. “Um, Evan Beckett.”
Coco grimaced inwardly on his behalf. And felt protective of her newly minted and
shy champion. “Would you mind if we just wandered on our own a bit, Naomi? I’d like
to get a sense of the land before deciding where to set up your portrait shoot.”
Naomi didn’t take her eyes off Evan. “No problem. The apples in the back acreage
still need thinning. I’ll check back in with you in, say, half an hour?”
The woman practically purred. Evan looked to Coco, then back to Naomi and then
to his shoes.
“Sure,” Coco said. “Half an hour would be perfect.”
“It’s lovely down by the stream,” Naomi added. “But be careful; a few of the hives
are scattered throughout the property, and the bees have been acting strangely all week.”
She cast a beguiling smile at Evan. “I’ll find you in a bit.”
Naomi turned and glided more than walked away. She sure didn’t look like a
farmer. She looked like a mythic goddess who’d gotten her bearings wrong and had
landed off target in the orchard. Maybe it was the phase of the moon, but to have two
such paradoxical people cross her path in one day? Coco shook her head. The universe
seemed determined to deliver drama whether she was conjuring it or not.
“Is something wrong?” Evan asked, pulling her from her thoughts.
For an awkward man who said little, he was perceptive.
“Everything’s fine,” she fibbed, trying to ignore the tug she felt in her belly. “I was
just considering the light today. We should find a shaded spot to shoot Naomi’s portrait.
You up for a hike?”
He grinned, and heat shot straight to her core.
Now she was the one at a loss for words.
Wow. Anastasia was right; maybe she should call Mr. April or Mr. January. Both
men had invited her out. Both were charming, wonderful, handsome men. But while she
was grateful to them for volunteering their time and had had fun doing the shoots, she’d
felt no spark of attraction with them or any of the others.
She’d spent months auditioning and casting men for the fundraising calendar that
would benefit the Inspire shelter for women and children. Countless hours with buff men
with charming personalities and bodies to die for. And not one had lit her up enough to
make her want to crawl out of the protective shell she’d forged around herself.
But she had the urge to jump out of the shell now.
Wasn’t it just like her to be intrigued by a man who clearly had no clue about romance?
Maybe he didn’t even like women; maybe he played for the other side. One thing for
sure—he was nearly impossible to read.
Evan’s hand shook as he opened the passenger door for Coco. But instead of
dropping the connection of their hands, she lifted up on her toes and tipped her face to
his. The rush of want that he’d held at bay in the café and on the short walk to his car
exploded as he pulled her close and sealed his mouth to hers. The first touch of her
tongue against his shot a flash of fiery need heating up his body.
She shivered as his hands tracked down her back over the smooth silk gown. When
he cupped her curves in his palms, she moaned against his lips. He slid a hand under the
edge of the low-cut back of her gown. The hitch of her breath at the touch of his fingers
had him deepening the kiss with a hunger he couldn’t hold back.
But when he sensed a car approaching, his body went into alert mode. Instinctively
he pulled away, shielding her body with his, blocking her from view.
She glanced at the approaching limo. “It’s Drake.”
“Then perhaps we had better head to your place. Or how about mine? We’d have
more privacy. If Drake insists on following us there, he’ll have to park in the drive. My
gardens separate the drive from the house.”
“Oh, he’ll follow. No one shirks Papa’s commands.”
Evan stroked a wisp of hair from her cheek. “Except you.”
“Except me. And even I’m beginning to respect his wisdom.” She slid into the
passenger seat, pulling the gown close to her body and free of the door. “I’d like to see
your place,” she said, her eyes darkening.
The flush coloring her cheeks told him all he needed to know.
Coco was quiet on the drive to his estate. With Drake’s headlights reflecting in the
rearview mirror and Evan’s thoughts and hopes tumbling around in his head spurring on
the want energizing his body, he’d have been hard-pressed to make even light
Drake followed them through the gate. But to Evan’s relief, he parked the limo
about two hundred yards from the main entrance to the house.
Evan pulled up near the front door. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d used
it. Maybe the day he’d moved in. The key slid into the lock, and he prayed the damned
thing would work. As they entered the foyer, he suddenly felt self-conscious.
“I . . . Ah . . . I haven’t brought in much furniture,” he said as he surveyed the
nearly empty foyer and imagined what the place must look like to her.
She laughed. “I didn’t come here to evaluate your furniture, Evan.” She wrapped
her arms around his neck, tangling her fingers in his hair. “I came here to do this.”
There was a fury to her kiss, an energy that swept into him and screamed yes! Not
breaking the contact of their lips, he scooped her into his arms and carried her toward the
When he reached the bottom stair, he broke contact with her lips. And felt like he’d
been unplugged from the source of life itself.
But he wanted her permission. He wanted her to be sure. If he took her up to his
room, he’d have a hard time letting her leave.
“I do have a bed,” he said, not knowing any other way to ask.
She stroked her finger along the edge of his jaw. “I was counting on it. But I can
walk, you know.”
“There are twenty-four stairs.”
“Ah. Precise. Then I shall enjoy the journey.”
Her words supplied the green light he’d sought. She tucked her face to his chest.
His blood pounded so fast that he had to concentrate as he mounted the stairs.
He kicked open the door to his bedroom and silently thanked Lily for insisting on
shipping him a bed. A nice big bed.
A bed that had never been occupied by anyone other than him.
The thought stopped his progress across the room. If this night didn’t go well, if he
screwed up, he was definitely moving to Tibet.
The silk of her dress bunched in his hand as he slid Coco to her feet. As if they had
a will of their own, his hands held fast at her waist, holding her close.
“I’m here.” He hauled in a breath, aware that not only was his heart pounding, but
his erection strained against the waistband of his tux trousers. “All here.” He wanted to
add all yours, but he didn’t want to freak her out.
She ran her hand under his tux jacket and then lower.
“Yes, I’d say you’re all here. But I’d better make sure with my own eyes. I’m a
visual creature, as you know.”
What happened next, he couldn’t have predicted She stepped back and hooked her
thumbs under the lapel of his jacket, slid it from his shoulders and down to the floor. She
tore open the starched shirt, sending the studs flying across the room to ping as they
landed on the marble floor. The tux was coming off much faster than it had gone on.
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Pamela Aares is a USA Today Bestselling, award-winning author of contemporary and historical romance novels. Her contemporary series, The Tavonesi Series, explores the lives, loves, friendships and sizzling romances of the Tavonesi family and their captivating friends.
Her popularity as a romance writer continues to grow with each new book release, so much so, that the Bay area author has drawn comparisons by reviewers to Nora Roberts.
Pamela Aares writes romance books that she loves reading, particularly those that entertain, transport and inspire dreams while captivating and tugging at the heart. She takes her readers on a journey with complex characters in both contemporary and historical settings who are thrown in situations that tempt love, adventure and self-discovery.
Before becoming a romance author, Aares wrote and produced award-winning films including Your Water, Your Life, featuring actress Susan Sarandon and NPR series New Voices, The Powers of the Universe and The Earth’s Imagination.
If not behind her computer, you can probably find her reading a romance novel, hiking the beach or savoring life with friends. You can visit Pamela on the web at http://www.PamelaAares.com.
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