When
politically ambitious Republican Megan Thompson falls for her
Democrat roommate, Andrew Croswell, she must make the choice between
career over love, or love over politics. Fans of Jojo Moyes’ One
Plus One will love this sexy debut which smashes stereotypes and
strives to make sense of our not-so-brave new world. Most of all, it
asks a crucial question: Can love bridge the great American divide?
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About
Love,
Across the Divide:
Title:
Love,
Across the Divide
Author:
Krystal Ford
Genre:
Contemporary Romance
Release
Date: August
1, 2018
Publisher:
Krystal
Ford
Format:
Digital eBook / Print
Digital
ISBN:
B07CZN3XQH
Print
ISBN:
9780692111932
Synopsis:
On
the eve of the 2016 elections, young Republican Megan Thompson faces
a once-in-a lifetime opportunity when her boss decides to groom her
to run for his congressional seat in 2018. Ambitious and pragmatic,
Megan is missing just one thing: a wealthy, well-connected trophy
husband.
So,
when Megan moves from Florida to DC and lets the congressman broker a
power match, she’s looking to get down to work, not fall in love.
And she’s definitely not looking to make nice with her new
roommate, Andrew Croswell, a liberal environmentalist determined to
make her life hell.
After
a series of unpleasant blind dates, Megan begins to lose hope of
finding her shiny white Republican knight in time to boost her appeal
to donors and voters. At last she hits it off with Brock, a dashing,
Don Draperesque spokesman for the NRA, and even love-shy Megan thinks
he could be “the one.” But as the year progresses, she and Andrew
start getting along a little too well, and Megan finds herself
second-guessing all her well-laid plans.
Things
start spinning out of control when a special election pushes
everything up by a year. As Megan races against the clock, she’ll
do anything to win—almost. Now she must choose: career over love,
or love over politics?
Love,
Across the Divide follows genuine, familiar characters from both
sides of the aisle, smashing stereotypes and striving to make sense
of our not-so-brave new world. Most of all, it asks a crucial
question: Can love bridge the great American divide?
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Praise for Love,
Across the Divide:
“America
is now a tribal place, and author Krystal Ford has effectively carved
into this national polarity to craft a love story for the Trump era.”
– Jordana
Landsman
Excerpt:
Krystal
Ford
He
turned to her, holding out a bag of corn tortillas. “We are
making tacos.” He put her in charge of prepping the toppings, then
disappeared into the fridge. When he emerged, his hands were full.
“Tomatoes, lettuce, onions, cilantro, avocado, cheese.”
She
took the ingredients one by one from his hands and set everything in
its place on the counter, beside the cutting board. She stared at the
food items like they were questions on a pop quiz she hadn’t
studied for. What was she supposed to do with them? Only pride kept
her from asking for direction. She lifted the block of cheese and
found a grater. This, she could handle.
The
kitchen started to fill with the enticing scent of garlic in the
frying pan. “Salsa!” Andrew barked. “Mild, medium, or hot?”
Megan
didn’t hesitate. “Hot, please.”
“That’s
my girl. Chop some onions.”
She
flushed with pleasure. Or was it the green chiles he’d just added
to the pan? Jeez, pull yourself together, Megan.
“What
are you doing?” Andrew yelled, stepping up behind her and
cautiously stripping her paring knife from her clenched hand, as
though he were talking a suicidal victim off the ledge. “This is
not what you chop onions with,” he admonished, holding up the
ancient paring knife. “It’s dull as a butter knife! You’ll cut
yourself sawing away with it. Now this”—he unsheathed a
ten-inch Japanese chef knife from its block of wood—“is what you
chop onions with.”
“I
know how to cut onions,” she insisted, and started to cut
tentatively. Andrew’s watchful gaze made her nervous. Her knife
movement was clunky and awkward, leaving her with large, uneven hunks
of onion.
He
smiled indulgently and stepped closer. From behind her came traces of
his hippie soap—eucalyptus and mint, she believed—and a pleasant
hint of body odor. “May I?” he asked, encircling her arm with his
and wrapping his hand around hers, showing the proper way to hold the
knife. “Now start with the tip, and then as you push the weight of
the blade down, you make a little rocking motion.”
As
they chopped together in culinary intimacy, an unexpected image
flashed in her mind, of him fleeing her room with a teddy bear barely
covering his muscular butt. And suddenly it sank in—something he’d
said during their session with Emily: I’d already gotten
undressed for bed.
So,
she thought, Andrew sleeps in the buff.
Her
cheeks flushed as he murmured gentle encouragements. When he slowly
released his grip and took a step back, disappointment flooded her
body.
About
Krystal Ford:
Originally
from Montreal, Krystal Ford has fallen in love with the Hudson
Valley, New York, where she calls home with her husband and two
children. She has a Master of Arts from New York University and, when
she's not writing, works as a community organizer around
environmental issues. Her favorite pastimes are reading books and
gardening.
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