Saturday, November 14, 2026

Small Excerpt from One Step Closer by Laura Pavlov


 

Meet Maverick and Hazel a small Excerpt from One Step Closer by Laura Pavlov
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“Let me ask you something, Hazel Adams. Have you ever wanted to just not be recognized for a moment? Longed for a little bit of peace? So, you hit the road and decide to spend a few months in a quaint small town so you could do just that?”

“Oh. Ohhhhh.” I leaned over the desk, getting even closer. “You’re famous? And you don’t want to be bothered?”

“Something like that.

Something like that? What does that even mean?

“Well, I assure you, you’re in good hands. I’m one of the owners of the inn, and I will make sure no one bothers you while you’re here. They might not even know who you are, because I don’t know who you are. And I mean no offense by that. God knows I hardly have any time to go to the movies anymore, I mean, that’s if you’re a movie star or something.” Rambling was a nervous habit of mine, and my inner voice begged me to stop talking.

“Are you from Peachtree, Hazel?” he asked, a sexy smirk settling on his handsome face.

“Born and raised here.” I waved my hands around as if I’d just won some sort of prize.

“I left for a few years, but I returned after my grandmother passed away, and I opened the inn with my sister.”

What in the oversharing hell am I doing?

He’d just asked if I was from here. He didn’t ask for my life story.

He looked amused as he placed his hat back on his head and reached in his wallet.

“I can assure you that I haven’t been in any movies that you’ve seen.” He chuckled. “I’ll give you my ID, if it means I can get the key and go to my room.”

“Thank you. I hope you understand. It’s company policy,” I said as his fingers grazed mine when he handed me his driver’s license.

And holy electrical sex current.

What the hell was that?

A zip of something unexplainable shot through my body.

“Company policy? Is this hotel part of a chain?” he asked as he studied me.

“Nope. It’s just our personal company policy. But we do take it very seriously.” I glanced down at his ID, and my eyes widened.

Maverick Storm.

Come on. I couldn’t make this stuff up.

This man was like sex on a stick. And the name was a little too sexy for just a regular guy.

I thought about what he’d said, and then it all made sense.

"I can assure you that I haven’t been in any movies that you’ve seen."

“Ohhhhh . . . well, Maverick Storm, I promise that we’ll be very discreet.” I handed him his license back.

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#1 Amazon and USA Today Bestselling Author Laura Pavlov writes sweet and sexy small town romance that will make you both laugh and cry. She is happily married to her college sweetheart, mom to two awesome kids who are now adulting, and dog-whisperer to one temperamental yorkie and one wild bernedoodle. When Laura isn't busy in the writing cave she enjoys reading, decorating her home, going on long walks and spending time with her family! Be sure to sign up for updates on new releases. Laura loves to hear from readers!

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