Blurb:
Andria Gaskins presents a fresh voice to the world of contemporary romance with her debut novel that captures the joys and frustrations of getting older, starting over and falling in love for the second time.
Michelle Taylor knows what it’s like to be cheated on. And following the death of her best friend, she decided to change her life. She returned to her maiden name, sold her specialty food store and moved back to North Carolina with her two boys. A chance encounter at a local barbecue restaurant lands her the perfect contractor to revive an old farmhouse she purchased during her divorce. Not only is he qualified for the job, but he's the first man in a long time to make her feel good about herself. But when her ex-husband moves to town, he brings a truckload of regret, attitude and drama onto the scene.
“As a forty-something mother of two, I wanted to write a story that could only be told from the perspective of a mature woman who is a little seasoned with some real life experiences that have made her better instead of bitter.”
A Second Helping started as a cookbook but eventually morphed into a novel. The book marries Andria Gaskins’ passion for food and love, with recipes brought to life in a modern-day romance. A Second Helping is an honest and humorous love story strengthened by the comfort and security of friendship and home cooking.
Read an excerpt:
Damien greeted Michelle in the conference room and she barely recognized him. He resembled Mr.
Carlucci, her third grade teacher and her first love. A corporate-casual businessman in cuffed khaki
trousers and a pink oxford shirt stood before her—not the t-shirt-and-jeans-clad dude she’d met
previously. A medium-length haircut had tamed his thick wavy hair. He’d even trimmed his scruffy
beard to a nice Hollywood stubble.
Damien possessed a cultured swag that made her want to unbutton her dress, lay back on
the table and let things just happen. But who was she kidding? She’d probably spontaneously self-combust
if he got too close.
She reminded herself to keep their interaction professional. It was safer that way.
“I see you’ve stepped up your game, Mr. Anthony,” she said, casually.
“Ms. Taylor, I find that people are more apt to sign those big checks when I don’t look like I
recently bought weed,” he said as he pulled the door closed and sat next to her at the head of the
sleek stylish conference table.
He smelled fantastic—fresh, clean, refined. And slightly sweet.
“Good point. Is this your way of buttering me up before giving me the smackdown with
your estimate?”
“No. That’s what these are for.” He reached down the long table and pulled a platter of
sticky buns, danishes and doughnuts in front of her. “We also have some fruit over there on the
credenza if you’re into that kind of thing.”
Michelle laughed. Why’d he have to be gorgeous and funny?
“What’s the damage?” she asked, wincing to brace herself for the figure.
“Don’t you want to look at the design first?”
“No. I’m one of those bad news first kind of people. How much?”
“Remember, your house is very old,” he began, “and although there’s been some additions
made and changes to the house over the years, it still needs an overhaul.” Damien opened a white
folder labeled Taylor Design and Renovation and laid it out in front of her.
She gasped, blinked a few times as if that was going to make the amount smaller. Then she
clutched her chest. “Good Jesus,” she said, blinking once more. “That much?”
Damien nodded. “Yes, but—”
“Can I have some water please?” She swiped a sticky bun from the platter, ripped a piece off
and shoved it in her mouth.
Damien returned to the table with a bottle of water, a glass and a couple of napkins. “Are
you gonna be alright? You look like you’re about to pass out.” He poured the water into the glass
for her. “I know CPR, if you need a little mouth to mouth.”
He sat in his chair and chuckled as if her shock amused him. “I’ve witnessed a lot of
reactions over the years when clients discover that renovation costs on HGTV and DIY Network
aren’t based in reality. Yours is up there with some of the best.” He pulled a piece from her sticky
bun, stuck it in his mouth and sucked some caramel goo from his thumb and index finger.
Michelle cut her eyes at him. He was getting a little too comfortable with her. “I don’t need
CPR, I need a discount. And are you always so forward with your clients like this?”
“No, you’re the first,” he said. “I can’t help myself. I like you, you’re funny.” He pinched a
corner of her sticky bun and proceeded to pull off a large chunk.
“You want my water too?”
He reached for a water bottle with his free hand. “Got one. But I can do this for you.” He
scribbled a number on a notepad and showed it to her. “How’s that?”
Michelle looked it over and countered his percentage with one of her own. “Not as good as
this.”
Damien laughed and tapped the notepad with a pen. “For that right there, we’d have to
rustle up some sheets.”
That was bold. But she did want to save some money. Every penny counted. What the hell
was she thinking?
Michelle squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. “No, that’s not a good idea, especially
since I’m not a hooker.” She blacked out her figure with the Sharpie from the pen cup on the table.
“How about we go with this?”
Damien considered her counteroffer for a few seconds. “That’ll work,” he said, extending
his hand. They shook on it to make it official.
“I would’ve settled for less,” Michelle said, thinking she got the best of him.
Grinning, he closed her folder. “I would’ve given you more.”
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About the author:
When both of my boys started school full-time I took the opportunity to discover what I really wanted to do with my life. I love to cook, so I used that skill to earn some extra money while my kids were at school. I dabbled in catering and selling baked goods at the farmers market. And then I discovered recipe and cooking contests. I’ve been fortunate enough to compete in competitions for Food Network, Cooking Channel, Nordic Ware, Beringer and Martha White.
With my cooking experience, I went to work on my first cookbook that morphed into a novel. My book is inspired by true love and great food. The story celebrates regular people living in North Carolina who are just trying to make it in the world with the support of family and friends. They laugh, cry, argue and love passionately, and they eat and enjoy wonderful food without guilt.
I’m a Jersey girl who fell in love with North Carolina over twenty years ago as a college student. I live in a small town outside Charlotte with my husband and two boys.
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