Kimberly Ann lives in BC, Canada with her husband, two children and ridiculously cute German Shepherd. When she’s not dreaming of stories, she homeschools her two children as they explore and learn the world together, reads anything she can get her hands on, and drinks a lot of coffee.
Growing up with her head lost in a book, it was no surprise when she picked up a pen, or her laptop, to write her own. Kimberly Ann’s stories are based on the world around her as she brings her imagination to life with stories of small towns, swoon-worthy men, and the women that keep them on their toes.
Brody Walker was everything Kade wasn’t looking for. He was not only handsome, but kind. Such a breath of fresh air from the jerks that she was finding in the city. After a perfect weekend together, she thought she had found her other half – until his girlfriend showed up.
Five years have passed and she finds herself back in Logan Creek and face to face with the man that broke her heart. Will Kade be able to move on from the past for another chance at love?
Five years ago, Brody got wrapped up in a whirlwind weekend with a stranger and found himself falling in love. Unfortunately, his heart was broken just as fast as the relationship started, all over a misunderstanding. With the prospect of love gone, he threw his head, and his heart, into his family farm.
Just when he’s moved on, Kade Green shows up as a new owner of the bakery in his small town, and all the old feelings of hurt and love come flooding back. Will he be able to work through the hurt to find his way back to her?
She paid for two bundles of wood at the Ranger Station, hoping it would get them through the weekend, saving her a trip tomorrow. It was a struggle to carry them both, but if she walked quickly enough, she could make it. Halfway, she realized she’d misjudged how heavy the bundles were and how far she’d have to walk back.
As she crested the top of the hill, one of the bags broke, sending a cascade of wood everywhere.
“Son of a bitch!” Kade yelled as she dropped the other bundle to the ground, frantically trying to pick it up from the broken bag.
“Here, let me help.” The sound of the deepest voice she’d ever heard came from beside her. She looked up to see a worn, once white cowboy hat, muscular arms and thighs that filled out his jeans nicely. If she wasn’t already flushed from carrying the wood, she would have been blushing.
“Thank you, you don’t have to do that.”
The cowboy lifted his head. She found herself looking into the most amazing emerald green eyes. He was handsome, with his chiseled features and dark hair poking out from under his hat. His face hadn’t seen as much sun as his tanned arms, but the look of someone who spent their days in the sun. As handsome as the whole package was, his smile took her breath away.
“It’s my pleasure,” he said as he looked at her, his smile growing.
“Thank you,” Kade said as she smiled back before reaching for a piece of fallen lumber. “I forgot how heavy these things are, and then the bag broke.”
Her handsome stranger shrugged. “It happens. I’m happy to help.”
They both reached for a piece of wood between them at the same time. Their hands grazed one another; feelings of butterflies fluttered around her stomach.
“I’m Brody,” he said, still looking at her.
His smile returned. “That’s a pretty name. Very unique.”
“Thanks. It’s short for Kadence.”
The way he looked at her made her hope he felt that way about more than just her name. Wearing a black tank top, jean shorts, backwards cap, and no makeup, she was well aware she wasn’t at her best. She definitely didn’t dress to meet the hottest guy she’d ever seen.
“Thank you.” Kade could tell her voice was soft, halted. She couldn’t help how flustered she felt looking at this man. The guys in her city seemed like boys compared to him. He didn’t look to be much older than her, but he gave off a presence of being mature, masculine.
Kade forced herself to look away as she picked up more of the dropped firewood. “I should probably get this back to our site. My friend will be wondering what’s taking so long.”
“Let me help you.” They both stood, arms filled.
“Really, you don’t have to,” Kade said as she attempted to pick up the fallen wood, only succeeding in dropping them again. She felt herself turn red with embarrassment.
Of course I act like a dumbass in front of this western god.
She watched him try to hide a laugh while watching her. She appreciated that he at least tried to hide the amusement. “Please, l would feel horrible if you did this all by yourself.”
Kade looked at the scattered wood, realizing there was no way she was going to be able to carry it all herself. “Thank you, I really appreciate it.”
As they walked back to her campsite, Kade silently thanked the bag for breaking.
I’ve been writing since I could pick up a pencil. I’ve always loved to read and tell stories of my own. It wasn’t until I had my daughter that I had the time to try my hand at writing a novel. It was never published, but it was a great way to start my journey to becoming an author.
I am usually inspired by a song and from there, I meet the characters. I wish I could plot out the story from start to finish, but it never works that way. I’m usually learning the story as I type it.
I like to read and spend time with my family. I’m also learning to garden and bake more.
By starting the next book!
I don’t do anything specific.
This book started from a song. I love camping and being out in the woods and I thought that would be a great way for a young couple to meet. From there, Kade and Brody were formed and they told me their story as they went.
Not from this story, but I have characters in Canadian Winter that are based on my children.
Starting the book. I find it can be hard to move from one project to the next.
Learning the characters and their story.
Claire Kingsley has been a huge inspiration to me. I love her ability to make small towns come to life.
It’s hard to pick! This is one of them, purely because Brody’s had a hard life, so for him to be this peaceful and happy is amazing.
“What? Did I get it on my face?” He brought up his hand, wiping at his face.
“No.” Kade chuckled, “You just look happy.”
While I love all my characters, I would love to hang out with Kade and Lila. I think they would be so fun!