After enduring a horrific childhood, William Jackson lives a solitary existence working as a computer programmer from his Minnesota home. His safe routine is blown to pieces when the daily sight of an unknown woman walking her dog sends his heart into a tailspin.
Jenny Fitzgerald's love life is at a definite low. Her only potential date in sight is her annoying and creepy coworker, Evan--until a stunning man appears before her like a gift from some kindly sex god. Who is she to turn down what's offered to her on a hunky blond platter?
Will and Jenny's friendship develops as their hunger grows into love. Meanwhile, a jealous Evan watches, his rage building until it explodes in a brutal act of violence that tears Jenny's life apart. Will struggles to help her rebuild her courage and sense of self as his own demons and fragile memories threaten their chance at happiness--but perhaps they can learn to heal each other.
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1 . Couldn't put this down!
Posted December 18, 2011 by carolyn , brandon, sdKatie Allen has written a very compelling, normal, realistic story. I thought the dialogue was so normal, so much of this was so normal, you felt like you could actually know these people and connect with them. Will and Jenny were two people who were lonely, going through life alone and probably thinking that was their fate, until they found each other. And, instead of thinking this guy was weird and dismissing him because he was quiet and had watched her from the window - was accepting of him and realizing that here was a genuinely good man despite his idiosyncracies. Will overcame alot and was surprisingly normal despite all the things that happened to him - and would have ruined a lesser man.
November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Breaking the Silence by Katie Allen
"I was wondering--" Jenny spoke before thinking and then broke off. Did she really have the balls, so to speak, to ask him? Oh well, what would it hurt? "Would you want to--I mean, we have this work reception a week from tomorrow, boring I'm sure, but it would be a little less boring--I mean, a lot less boring--if you would want to, I mean, if you aren't doing anything--" She broke off abruptly when a nasty thought occurred to her. "You're not married, are you?"
"Otherwise entangled with a violent and jealous woman who collects weapons as her hobby?"
"How about a violent and jealous man?"
"Okay." Jenny blew out a relieved breath. "So, would you like to?"
He looked completely lost. "What?"
"Go to the work reception thingy. With me." Jenny patted his arm. "Keep up, would you?"
"Well, I'd bring Rosie but you should see what she does to buffet tables. Also, she always drinks too much and tells the boss off. Lots of damage control the next day, you know."
"Yes, you know or yes, you'll go?"
Jenny and Will smiled at each other.
"That's my place," Jenny said reluctantly. She put her hand out for the leash. Will handed it to her, wrapping his hand around hers in the process. Jenny shivered. His hands were just so...big. And warm. And made her think of how it would feel to really be wrapped in him, surrounded by his strength and his heat.
"You're cold. Better go in." He leaned toward her just a tiny bit and Jenny froze. Was he going to kiss her? Panicked pre-kiss thoughts ran through her head in an instant. How was her breath? Were her lips chapped? Should she meet him halfway or just wait for it?
Nope, false alarm. Will was stepping back.
"Should I pick you up next Friday?" Jenny asked, disappointed over the non-kiss. She reluctantly pulled her hand out of his and started up her front walk.
"I'll drive," he offered.
"Okay." She was on her front porch now, her keys in her hand. Will was waiting on the street. "Thanks for the walk."
"See you on the path tomorrow maybe?" The moment the words were out, she wanted to suck them back in. How desperate could she be? "Never mind! Forget I said that. You don't even have to look out the window as we walk by. In fact, we'll just go the other way so we don't bother you at all."
At Will's smile, she stopped babbling and stared at him. Really, it wasn't right that he should be that hot.
"Tomorrow. I'll be waiting," he promised, the remains of his smile lingering around the corners of his mouth.
It was Jenny's turn to dig desperately for words. Nothing came to her, so she settled for an awkward wave with the hand holding her keys. He nodded, face serious again, and waited until Jenny had unlocked her front door, fumbling a little with the key, and both she and Rosie were safely inside. Jenny looked out of the swirled window next to the door and saw Will's wavy figure, distorted by the pattern in the narrow pane of glass. He watched her house for another moment before turning and walking away.
Jenny slumped against the door, her legs suddenly wobbly. She blew out a breath and Rosie eyed her questioningly.
"I'm going on a date with him," Jenny told her dog. "An actual date with the Nordic god! I so have to call Christian!"