Blog Tour: DOGGED DETERMINATION by Chris Redding

 

DOGGED DETERMINATION

Chris Redding

 

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GENRE:  Romance

 

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BLURB:

 

A vegetarian veterinarian needs cash for a no-kill shelter, which is her life’s passion. But her efforts to fundraiser have been stymied, because she doesn’t know anyone rich.

 

The heir to a hot dog fortune must give away money before he gains his inheritance. Having been raised with a silver spoon in his mouth, he doesn’t know anyone needy enough.

 

Sounds like a match made in Heaven, but when a stray mutt brings them together, will they recognize what the other can provide?

 

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EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT

 

The dog sat dry in the car.

 

Paul paced outside the vet office in the light rain.

 

Hopefully, the dog was not throwing up anymore. Spring had sprung, and the air smelled like wet leaves.

 

The office was a squat building with a curved, black roof like a barn in a rutted parking lot off a road that wasn’t a highway, but a busy route north and south during rush hour. Since rush hour was over, the traffic remained sparse. A lone light burned inside the red barn which housed Happy Valley Veterinary Office. 

 

The dog wasn’t making him happy. His need to find a reputable charity wasn’t thrilling him, either. He cursed Dad for that stipulation in his will. How would he find a place he could become involved in enough to decide that’s where the donation should go? Dad still had control from the grave, and that irked Paul.

 

Nope. The one positive in his life was a woman only interested in his dog.

 

A lone car coughed into the lot. Despite the vehicle’s disrepair, he’d have known a classic pony car anywhere. Too bad, she didn’t keep the machine in good shape. He could give her an estimate, ensuring his working-class image. He shook his head. His attention should be on Spike. That’s what Dad had wanted him to learn. Or, at least, that was what the will said.

 

The dog had been nothing, but problems, but Paul had a job to do. His decisions affected his future and his business. Too much was at stake to fail now. As he drove him here, he just realized the dog’s role in his plan. Maybe he wouldn’t offload the dog just yet.

 

The gorgeous doctor disembarked still dressed for the evening except her shoes were slung over her wrist. She opened an umbrella and then strode toward the building, keys jangling.

 

He couldn’t read her expression, but he expected she wasn’t overly happy to have had her date cut short.

 

“Where’s Spike?” The dog sat dry in the car.

 

Paul paced outside the vet office in the light rain.

 

Hopefully, the dog was not throwing up anymore. Spring had sprung, and the air smelled like wet leaves.

 

The office was a squat building with a curved, black roof like a barn in a rutted parking lot off a road that wasn’t a highway, but a busy route north and south during rush hour. Since rush hour was over, the traffic remained sparse. A lone light burned inside the red barn which housed Happy Valley Veterinary Office. 

 

The dog wasn’t making him happy. His need to find a reputable charity wasn’t thrilling him, either. He cursed Dad for that stipulation in his will. How would he find a place he could become involved in enough to decide that’s where the donation should go? Dad still had control from the grave, and that irked Paul.

 

Nope. The one positive in his life was a woman only interested in his dog.

 

A lone car coughed into the lot. Despite the vehicle’s disrepair, he’d have known a classic pony car anywhere. Too bad, she didn’t keep the machine in good shape. He could give her an estimate, ensuring his working-class image. He shook his head. His attention should be on Spike. That’s what Dad had wanted him to learn. Or, at least, that was what the will said.

 

The dog had been nothing, but problems, but Paul had a job to do. His decisions affected his future and his business. Too much was at stake to fail now. As he drove him here, he just realized the dog’s role in his plan. Maybe he wouldn’t offload the dog just yet.

 

The gorgeous doctor disembarked still dressed for the evening except her shoes were slung over her wrist. She opened an umbrella and then strode toward the building, keys jangling.

 

He couldn’t read her expression, but he expected she wasn’t overly happy to have had her date cut short.

 

“Where’s Spike?”

 

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AUTHOR Bio and Links:

 

Chris Redding has been writing romance and suspense for more than 2 decades. She’d written more than 60 novels and novellas over her career as a ghostwriter.

 

Website: http://www.chrisreddingauthor.com/

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Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Dogged-Determination-Chris-Redding-ebook/dp/B0F9XCM9YX/ref=sr_1_3

 

 

 

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GIVEAWAY 

Chris Redding will be awarding a $15 Amazon/BN gift card to a randomly drawn winner.