The Man She Knew by Loree Lough

On Tour with Prism Book Tours.

The Man She Knew
(By Way of the Lighthouse, #1)
by Loree Lough
Contemporary Romance
Paperback & ebook, 384 pages
June 1st 2017 by Harlequin Heartwarming

Don’t they both deserve a second chance?

Fourteen years ago, one reckless act cost Ian Sylvestry everything, including the girl he planned to marry. Since then, he has fought hard to turn his life around. Returning to his Baltimore town after serving a prison term was the first step. Winning back Maleah Turner’s trust is a far more daunting challenge. From their first sparks-flying reunion, it’s obvious they still have powerful feelings for each other. In fact, they might be even stronger together now. But if their second chance is going to work, Maleah has to believe that Ian is a changed man. She really wants to believe…but she simply isn’t convinced.

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Bestselling author LOREE LOUGH once sang for her supper, performing across the U.S. and Canada. Now and then, she blows the dust from her 6-string to croon a tune or two, but mostly, she writes novels that have earned hundreds of industry and “Readers’ Choice” awards, 4- and 5-star reviews, and 7 book-to-movie options. The Man She Knew, #1 in her “By Way of the Lighthouse” series, her 3rd for Harlequin Heartwarming, is available at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and


Tour Schedule

June 3rd: Launch
June 4th:
Rockin’ Book Reviws
deal sharing aunt
The Silver Dagger Scriptorium
June 5th:
Hearts & Scribbles
Janice’s Book Review
Katie’s Clean Book Collection
Falling Leaves
June 6th:
Brooke Blogs
Reading Is My SuperPower
Cinnamon Cindy’s Book Blog
Becky on Books
June 7th:
Christian Suspense Author Mary Alford
It’s All About the Romance
Bookworm Lisa
Heidi Reads…
Hardcover Feedback
June 8th:
Nicole’s Book Musings
Getting Your Read On
Thoughts of a Blonde
underneath the covers
Inside the Mind of an Avid Reader
June 9th: Grand Finale

Tour Giveaway

– Two winners will receive a $10 Amazon eGift Card (open internationally)
– Two winners will receive an ebook of THE MAN SHE KNEW (open internationally)
– Two winners will receive a print copy of THE MAN SHE KNEW (US only)
– Ends June 13th

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~ Excerpt ~ 

The dog dashed into the foyer and, after some huffing and tugging, loosed his leash from the hook beside the door.

“Okay, I get the hint,” he said. “Give me a minute and I’ll grab my jacket.” Cash would provide an excuse to avoid the bistro, at least for now; how would it look if he violated his own set-in-stone rule about animals—except service dogs—on the premises.

It felt good to get outside longer than the amount of time it took to stagger into Gladys’s ancient black Caddy for a trip to the physical therapist. Not a horrible day, for January in Baltimore. A frosty wind rippled harbor waters and blew a briny scent across the sidewalk. Ian took his time, passing the Oyster House, the Waterfront Kitchen, and The Horse You Came in On Saloon—rumored as the last stop of author Edgar Allan Poe prior to his mysterious death.

A water taxi putted by, filled with tourists that huddled deep into down parkas and faux fur coats. He didn’t realize just how far he’d walked until he spotted the Coast Guard’s last surviving warship. Not far from The Taney, the submarine Torsk and its painted shark face. Finally, the grand old sloop USS Constellation.

“Sorry buddy,” he said, “but the leg is giving me a fit. Time to get back.”

Cash slowed his pace, hoping, Ian supposed, to postpone returning to the confines of the apartment.

“We’ll do it again tomorrow.” He glanced at the sooty, cloud-streaked sky. “Weather permitting, that is.”

Back home, he hung up his jacket and Cash’s leash, and shuffled into the kitchen. After refilling the dog’s water bowl, he placed a cup of water into the microwave. Hot chocolate sure would hit the spot right about now. And when he finished it, he’d make his way downstairs just in time for the dinner rush. It was worrisome; would he discover that his team had been struggling without his able leadership? Or return to the apartment with proof that he was little more than a figurehead?

Ian bit into the last of the get-well chocolates Maleah had brought him, a chewy caramel-vanilla cream combo, and tossed the empty box into the trash can. If he survived the to the bistro, ego intact, he’d call her and thank her for stopping by the other day.

Who was he kidding? He’d call even if his self-esteem took a hit.

He missed hearing her sweet-yet-sultry voice. Missed those big glittery blue eyes, too. Once, that cheery smile had the power to light every dark corner of his life and make him forget that his mother had chosen another man over him and his dad.

His mother had left a message a few weeks ago to give him her new phone number. He looked at the kitchen clock. Nearly eleven London time. If he called now, he might wake her new baby boy…

That wasn’t fair, and he knew it. The kid wasn’t to blame for what his parents had done, and Ian had understood that, right from the start. It’s why he’d made a point to send birthday and Christmas cards every year. If memory served, Frederick would turn sixteen come summer, an earmark year for any teen. When finally he touched base with his mother, Ian would ask about his half-brother’s likes and dislikes, and send something more personal than a gift card for a change.

Cash flopped down on his thick corduroy bed, staring at Ian as if to say “Well? Aren’t you going to sit with me?”

Admittedly, it had been a while since they’d walked that far, and the exercise had taken its toll on his sore muscles and healing bones.

Ian decided to pay a visit to the bistro after physical therapy tomorrow.

The cactus garden caught his eye and he decided Brady was right: The longer he waited to thank Maleah for the gifts, the harder it would be.

He got settled in the recliner, hands shaking as he picked up the phone—unaware it was his dad’s cell—and dialed.


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