This is still the story set in Tasmania, Leonie’s attempt to travel around the beautiful Australian state. Today’s snippet is still in Alex’s POV.
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“Insecure teenager,” Hans helped her finishing her sentence.
“Oh, for Pete’s sake, you two. Give me a break. Books or no books, I’m still me. I’m still Alex Mattys. Why is everyone treating me differently just because of my books.” Before they were able to reply, he stormed off as he added, “Dad has Mrs. Hamill’s number if you’re still interested. Do as you please.”

Chapter Two

A whoosh of relief rushed through Leonie when she finally arrived in Binalong Bay late afternoon. Hans had given her one of his car and promised her to return the rental the next day. Why she’d agreed to it, she had no idea, but at that moment she had simply wanted to leave, wanted to get away.
Her intentions were to have a break, have some time away from family, friends, colleagues and … and Henry. Especially Henry. She blew out a breath, parked the car in the driveway of the address she’d been given.
After Alex had stormed off, his father had been more than helpful. He’d communicated with Mrs. Hamill as well as given Leonie the keys and directions. She’d been close to turn down the offer, but she didn’t have any other accommodation. Her plan was to stay for a couple of nights until she would’ve found something affordable close by.
Why on earth did she decide to come here? Why didn’t she stay in New South Wales?

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This is still the story set in Tasmania, Leonie’s attempt to travel around the beautiful Australian state. Today’s snippet is still in Alex’s POV.
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“Very vivid imagination. Even as a kid. Nicest guy you could meet, though, in real life.”
Leonie stared at him. “Crime books?”
He lifted his shoulder in a slight shrug.
“Bestseller?”
“I’ve been lucky.”
“And very humble,” his dad muttered.
“What’s your name again?”
Alex cocked a brow. “Does it make a difference in regard to your decision?”
She shrugged. “Not really. But, I mean, I’ve never met anybody famous.”
“Again, does it make a difference?”
Pulling her brows into a frown, she countered, “Got anything to hide? Or fame doesn’t sit well with you?”
Moving Hans’ hand off his chest, he asked, “Want to stay at the house or not?”
Leonie looked at his dad and then met his eyes again. “So, let’s get this right. You’re Mr. Nice-guy, but as soon as people find out who you are and what you do for living you turn into…”
“Insecure teenager,” Hans helped her finishing her sentence.

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I’m back with more snippets for you.
I hope I’ll be able to post weekly again …
This is still the story set in Tasmania, Leonie’s attempt to travel around the beautiful Australian state. Today’s snippet is still in Alex’s POV.
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“And Alex is no criminal, either,” his father added with a smile.
Alex chuckled.
“Not in real life anyway,” Hans added quickly.
Eyes wide, Alex stared at him in disbelief. “Why would you say something like that?”
Leonie cleared her throat and took a step back. “More importantly would you mind explaining? Needless to say it’s not something a woman wants to hear when making a decision whether or not to stay at the criminal’s house.”
The old man’s laugh was deep and rich. “I’m talking about the books.”
Alex looked at Leonie, who, judging by the blank expression on her face was lost in the conversation. He rubbed his hands over his face. That was one of the last things he wanted her to know. It’d been the cause of his problems with Patty. Money. Fame. For him, it was a by-product of what he loved most: writing books.
Leonie gently tapped on his upper arm. “Care to explain?”
With raised brows, he let out a pent up breath. “Do I have to?”
She tilted her head and placed her hands on her hips. “It would be nice, considering that I was about to accept your offer. Why would your dad say something like this?”
Hans stepped closer and placed a hand on each of their shoulders. “My apologies. It was a proud dad moment, assuming everyone knows. Our Alex writes crime books and has had a few of his books in the bestseller lists.” He let out a little chuckle. “Very vivid imagination. Even as a kid. Nicest guy you could meet, though, in real life.”

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I’m back with more snippets for you.
I hope I’ll be able to post weekly again …
This is still the story set in Tasmania, Leonie’s attempt to travel around the beautiful Australian state. Today’s snippet is still in Alex’s POV.
Enjoy ♥

Alex looked at his dad who gave him a slight nod. He knew it was supposed to encourage him to jump over his own hesitation and offer his house again.
There was silence, and a moment of hesitation. Alex studied her out of the corner of his eye before he inhaled deeply.
He’d always hoped to have something similar to his parents’ relationship. Their love for each other, their understanding of each other, but also their trust in each other. Alas, it hadn’t been meant to be for him and Patty. Her only interest in him was his next pay cheque. And despite his parents’ reassurances not all women are the same, he still had his doubts.
Leonie hauled him back from his thoughts. “Anyway, I think I’d better get going, so I might get to Bridport after all before sunset.”
Alex met her gaze. Hesitated, but repeated his offer after a little nudge from his dad, “The offer still stands in regard to staying in Binalong Bay. I’ll let Mrs. Hamill, my neighbour who’s looking after the house while I’m away, know and she’ll get it ready for you.”
“I can’t—”
“Yes, you can. It’s safe and free.”
“And Alex is no criminal, either,” his father added with a smile.

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♥ Happy Sunday and Happy New Year ♥
I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and a great start into the new year. Thank you for your messages in regard to the fires in Australia; yes, we’re safe and quite a distance away from it.
But, please, spare a thought for all the ones affected by these horrible fires – people, businesses, mother nature, and our beloved animals. Let’s hope for more rain.

Anyway, I’m back with more snippets for you. This is still the story set in Tasmania, Leonie’s attempt to travel around the beautiful Australian state. Today’s snippet is in Alex’s POV.
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“I could’ve lied.”
“Did you?”
Alexander stared at her, unsure how to take her silence. Was she a liar? Her whole body sagged, and he had an inkling he’d hit a nerve. In some way or another. Not in regard to being a liar, but the mixed messages about the holidays. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his father sauntering over to them.
“I was under the impression you were heading to Bridport.”
Now that his dad mentioned it, so was Alex.
Leonie blew out a breath as deep and long as if the world’s problems were weighing heavy on her shoulders. She most certainly was a big puzzle to him.
When she finally replied, she spoke barely above a whisper. “I’ve had no plans, but booked a few nights in St Helens as a backup. The dodgy site was obviously too good to be true. I had this wonderful idea about travelling along the coast and enjoy each day to the fullest.” She gently rubbed her hands over her face. “It’s obvious, I should’ve put more planning into the whole adventure, but more importantly, I should’ve not fallen for cheap offers on the internet.”
Alex looked at his dad who gave him a slight nod. He knew it was supposed to encourage him to jump over his own hesitation and offer his house again.

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After spending a few weeks in Tasmania and thought the place deserves a story. It’s still very much a WIP, but hopefully it’ll turn into something really good. Today’s snippet is still in Alex’s POV.
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He studied her face. Her struggle and disappointment was obvious not only through her voice, but also in her demeanour and the sagged shoulders. He pondered about the offer that lay on his lips. He looked over to his father who was tinkering away at the car oblivious about her newest misfortune. Hans was in his sixties and could’ve easily retired a few years ago, but he liked to help people. His services were the most affordable around, because this wasn’t just work for him, but his life, something he loved.
He gazed back at Leonie. “What’s in St. Helens?”
She shrugged. “The scenery. Far away from civilisation. Peace and quiet.”
Nodding, he gave a smile. Again, he thought about his idea. He understood, because these were exactly the reasons he’d bought a house near St. Helens a few years back.
“I have a house in Binalong Bay you could stay for a few days. I’ll only be heading that way next weekend.”
Eyes wide, she said, “I can’t accept that.”
With a lift of his shoulder, he asked, “Why not?”
“Because.”
He choked back a chuckle. “You’re aware this is not really an answer.”
Standing straight now and turning towards him, she explained, “There are many reasons. You don’t know me. I don’t know you. I can’t just stay at your house. What if I were a criminal.”
Rubbing his temple with his finger, he let out a soft laugh. “You just told me you’re not running, but trying to have a holiday.”
“I could’ve lied.”
“Did you?”

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After spending a few weeks in Tasmania and thought the place deserves a story. It’s still very much a WIP, but hopefully it’ll turn into something really good. I moved into Alex’s POV today.
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Alex Mattys’ arms instinctively went around her waist. Her scent filled his senses. A sweet floral mixed with citrus smell. He liked it. Why hadn’t he noticed it earlier today?
He raised his brows. “Are you the one who’s running?”
She blew out a breath as she stepped away from him. Her heavy sigh told him if he wasn’t right with his assumption, he was at least close.
Her eyes met his. “Alex.” Tilting her head slightly, she said, “I’m not running, but trying to have a holiday. But it seems fate has different ideas.”
“Give me an hour and your car will be fixed.”
They both twisted around to look at Hans.
“I’ll just clean it up a little and do some checks,” Hans added.
“There you go. Dad saved the day. You’ll be able to drive off and enjoy your holiday.”
Looking into the distance, she bit her lip and remained quiet.
Alex stepped a bit closer. “May I ask whether there’s something else that is not going according to plan?”
The frown on her beautiful face told him he was spot on, but he didn’t know her and didn’t want to push it. Yet, something inside him urged him to. Wanted to know.
He scratched the back of his head as he watched his dad working away under the bonnet of the car when she replied in just above a whisper, “My accommodation for St. Helens was cancelled.”

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He nodded. “Do you mind if I have a look at it?”
Lifting her shoulder in a slight shrug, she replied, “It depends how much you’ll charge me for it. Although a rental, I’d be out of pocket first.”
“I’m happy to help you with the rental company. Which one is it?”
Suddenly, she recalled everyone’s words, warning her not to rent a car over the internet. No insurance, no assurance, no safety … she blew out a breath. This was supposed to be the start of her new beginnings. The start of her life without Tim. Yet, it seemed she wasn’t even able to do that right.
Hans scratched the back of his head, an awkward silence between them. “Okay, let’s deal with that later.” He sauntered towards the car. “So what brings you to Tassie, Miss…”
“My name is Leonie.”
He opened the driver’s side car door and leaned in to pop the bonnet. “What brings you to Tassie, Leonie?”
“Holidays.”
“Where are you heading,” he asked as he hooked the bonnet and leaned over the motor.
“Nowhere in particular. Just …” She really didn’t know. Bridport had been the place she wanted to stay the first night, but for no real reason.
He peeked towards her. “Running away from something?”
“Who’s running?”
Leonie shot around and bumped right into Alex’s chest.

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A smile spread across his face. “You must be the girl with the dodgy rental.”
Her mouth curved into a smile. Alex had already talked to him. She sauntered towards him, not sure why she was here, because after all Alex had told her it was all okay and secondly, it wasn’t her car. She should just call the rental company and ask for a different one.
On which grounds, though. And would they be able to provide a car. If so, would she have to return to Launceston?
She blew out a breath.
“Good afternoon.” A genuine smile spread across his face as he held out a hand. “I’m Hans Mattys, Alex’s father.
She took his hand. “Nice meeting you, Mr. Mattys.”
His hand shake was gentle and short. “Please, call me Hans.”
Leonie looked back to her car before she turned to look at him again. “I’m not really sure why I’m here—”
“Either way, I’m glad you did stop by.” He nodded towards the rental car. “I take it that’s the dodgy car?”
She drew in her lips slowly becoming uncomfortable with the word dodgy. “I hope it was just a hiccup.”

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Exhaling a long breath, she checked the time and slid behind the steering wheel, hoping the car would get her to her next destination. She’d wanted to make it to the coast further east, but her next stop was going to be George Town for some lunch.
And a car check-up at GT Smash Repairs.
Not that her budget would agree.
She drove for the next forty-five minutes in silence, enjoying the scenery around her, but subconsciously fully in tune with the sound of the car. As soon as she would get to her accommodation tonight, she’d call the rental service to lodge a complaint. If it hadn’t been for Alex she might’ve still be stuck on the road. Possibly still waiting for road side assistance.
Once she got to George Town she parked the car in what seemed the centre of town. She was pleased everything was close by which made a quick shop at the supermarket and chemist easy, and she still had enough time to have lunch without a rush. She checked her phone for the address and directions to the smash repair and headed there next. Fortunately, it was close by as well.
Leonie turned off the engine and watched the man stepping out of the inside office heading towards her. He would’ve been in his late forties, early fifties at a guess, but still very attractive, even in his blue overalls, which were covered with dirt.
Hesitantly, she opened the door and stepped out of the car.
A smile spread across his face. “You must be the girl with the dodgy rental.”

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