Three Rivers (A Gateway to Love Novel) – Chloe T. Barlow
Genre: Contemporary Romance, Chick Lit
Release Date: March 25, 2014
“A heartbreaking tale of letting go and learning to love again. A jaw-dropping debut novel you have to read.” – Helena Newbury, New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author.
A self-contained bittersweet romance (no cliffhanger ending!) 93,000 words.
How do you start over when you gave everything to one life, one plan, and lost it all?
Althea refuses to allow herself to love again. Imprisoned in grief at twenty-four after her husband’s sudden death, she’s convinced her heart died along with him. She spends her days honoring his memory by clinging to the legal career he helped her to build and to the remaining pieces linking them together.
Griffen’s been running from his past. Despite success as an author and investigative journalist, he’s been traveling through life on autopilot. For a decade, he’s chosen perilous adventures and meaningless sex over the danger of any attachments. When he finally returns home to Pittsburgh, he’s slammed by the awakened memories and regret he’s spent years trying to escape.
A chance encounter brings them together. Their instant desire for each other – and the bond they discover between them – shocks them both. Despite her best efforts, Althea can’t resist Griffen’s charm or his intriguing proposition – if she agrees to a no-strings affair with him for the two weeks he’s in town, he swears he’ll walk away when their time is up. Assured she can test the waters of a new life while keeping her vow never to betray her husband’s memory by opening her heart to another, Althea throws herself into the escape Griffen provides her.
Their perfect plans go awry when the intensity of their connection overwhelms them. Will they risk it all on the chance of something great together…or will the power of their secrets and guilt tear them apart?
Chloe is a contemporary romance novelist and practicing attorney living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania with her husband and their sweet puppy. She is a native Washingtonian that graduated Duke University with a degree in English and Chinese language. She met her husband at Duke and he brought her to Pittsburgh over a decade ago, which she has loved ever since and made her adopted hometown. She also attended University of Pittsburgh Law School where she continued to be a book-loving nerd.
Chloe has always loved writing and although she does do it professionally as a lawyer, she cherishes the opportunity to craft her fictional novels and share them with the world.
When Chloe isn’t writing, she spends her time exploring Pittsburgh with her husband and friends. She also enjoys yoga, jogging and all Pittsburgh sports, as well as her Duke Blue Devils. She is an avid reader and wrote her debut novel Three Rivers in her spare time. She continues her tireless legal style of research in her fiction work as well. For example, in an effort to bring authenticity to Three River’s treatment of grief and loss, she consulted with a psychologist and grief counselor during its preparation.
Althea poked out her tongue and ran it across Griffen’s fingertips. On a growl, he grabbed her ass in his free hand — squeezing hard— then releasing it to slide his hand at a painfully slow pace up to her waist. He clenched her against him for a moment and pushed her up against the window with the force of his body.
She slowly looked up into his eyes and for a moment they were simply entranced with each other. He slid his fingers from her face to her neck and rested his hand there.
Energy was humming between them, as if their blood and souls were reaching across the tiny pieces of air between them, electrifying it with desire, want and anticipation of what was yet to come.
“Are you just going to stare at me all night, stud?” Althea teased.
“I was thinking about it,” Griffen whispered huskily, looking in her eyes as he squeezed her ass and pulled her up so her warm center rubbed against his erection. Her body hummed all over at the pleasure of the tight pressure, fascinated by how hard he felt against her.
“I can’t say I would particularly mind, but first, I need another taste, and I want more than just your fingertips this time.” Althea dug her soft fingers into his wavy, dark hair and pulled his mouth to hers.
“Griffen, I’m barely held together as it is. There’s just a mess of invisible strings and chewing gum keeping my heart in one piece. A stiff wind could knock it all apart and you…the effect you have on me…it feels like it could be a tornado.”
Their lips met and Althea felt like she was in the eye of a hurricane that had sucked her whole world into its vortex. So many years of denied passion and desperate loneliness spun around her in a frenzy, driving her insane. When, suddenly, the sensual storm slowed—narrowing and concentrating itself inside of her, and in the exhilarating moment—to a world that was only the two of them together.
Althea’s ears were almost ringing, the intensity wrapping around her as she finally let go and simply descended into the sensations, into him.
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