Still Mine — Sneak Peek: The Worthingtons

By Kathryn Kaleigh

"I might be a scoundrel," Peter said. "but you're the one leading me along a deserted trail through the woods."
"I can assure you, my intentions are pure."
"I have no doubt," he said. "much to my chagrin."

Stranded on the side of the road without cell phone service, Jade Barrett encounters the one man she never expected to see again—the one man she never stopped loving. Perhaps being Peter's girlfriend once was actually for life…

After being away for ten years, Peter Vogel returns home. He had left behind more than just his roots, he had left behind his high school girlfriend. Peter believed in having a game plan to know where he was going. He also believed in making sure that plan was flexible.

A chance encounter on a country road brings them full circle and reawakens old feelings left to simmer. Would just one kiss bring those feeling back to a full blaze?

An enchanting story of second chances by the author of Borrowed Until Monday.

• Language: English
• Publisher: KST Publishing
• Release date: Oct 9, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223693970

Kathryn Kaleigh

Writer. Daydreamer. Hopeless romantic. Romance Writer Kathryn Kaleigh's stories span from the past to the present. She writes sweet contemporary romances,  time travel fantasy, and historical romances. From her imaginative meet-cutes to her happily-ever-afters, her writing keeps readers coming back for more. www.kathrynkaleigh.com

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CHAPTER 1

Jade Barrett

I was late for work.

Again.

But this time it wasn’t my fault.

I stood next to my ten-year-old car—an unassuming white Toyota Camry—on the side of the road, watching little wisps of smoke billow from the hood.

Early morning mist hovered across the meadow spreading out to the horizon on either side of the road.

Poplar trees, hundreds of years old, with weathered bark, and huge oak trees with limbs as large as tree trunks, dotted the meadows in no particular design.

Shades of golden sunlight streamed through white puffy clouds in an otherwise blue sky. The kind of sunlight that promised a beautiful October day with perfect temperature.

I was two point seven miles from work. I knew exactly how far because the carved wooden sign indicating the staff entrance was just ahead.

I was technically already on the grounds. All I had to do was veer right, circle around, up a little hill, then back around to the staff parking area of Mount Vernon.

Under ordinary circumstances, it would not be a long walk. I jogged five miles five days a week.

The car had been new when I’d gotten it—a high school graduation present from my parents—and I had never had a single moment of trouble out of it. Not one. I kept the oil changed. Kept the tires rotated. Did all those things my father had drilled into my head about car maintenance.

I even had one