Always the bridal consultant, never the bride. That was former bad girl gone business professional, Pearl Walker‘s life until she put her hands on Tyson Morgan while measuring him for a tux.
Bernadette Marie has been an avid writer since the early age of 13, when she’d fill notebook after notebook with stories that she’d share with her friends. Her journey into novel writing started the summer before eighth grade when her father gave her an old typewriter. At all times of the day and night you would find her on the back porch penning her first work, which she would continue to write for the next 22 years.
In 2007 – after marriage, filling her chronic entrepreneurial needs, and having five children – Bernadette began to write seriously with the goal of being published. That year she wrote 12
books. In 2009 she was contracted for her first trilogy and the published author was born. In 2011 she (being the entrepreneur that she is) opened her own publishing house, 5 Prince
Publishing, and has released contemporary titles and has begun the process of taking on other authors in other genres.
Bernadette spends most of her free time driving her kids to their many events. She is also an accomplished martial artist, working her way to her second degree black belt in Tang Soo Do.
An avid reader she loves to meet readers who enjoy reading contemporary romances and
she always promises Happily Ever After.
10 Favorite things of Bernadette Marie:
My favorite vacation is DISNEYLAND!
My favorite book is IF TOMORROW COMES by Sidney Sheldon
My favorite collection I have are vintage lunch boxes from the 70’s and 80’s
My favorite kind of clothing are yoga pants
My favorite place is anywhere my family is
My favorite drink is boring plain water
My favorite smell is a blooming lilac bush
My favorite time of year is spring
My favorite holiday is Thanksgiving (even though I was born on the 4th of July)
My favorite food group is chocolate 🙂
WALKER BRIDE ~ EXCERPT 6
His time in town yesterday hadn’t been so bad. A few minutes getting felt up by the grumpy bridal store woman to his right hadn’t been horrible. There was beer involved and that too was good.
Tyson pulled away from the curb. “How can I help you out this morning?”
“You’re here to help me?”
Giving a shrug, he rolled down his window. It was getting a little stuffy in the cab of the truck.
“I was in town, thought I’d…” He thought he’d what?
Again, he hadn’t planned on showing up at her door at nearly nine in the morning. Then he remembered he’d stopped at 7-11 and gotten coffees. “I brought you a coffee,” he pointed to the cup holder.
Her eyebrow raised as she studied him. “You came all the way to town to buy me a 7-11 coffee?”
“If you don’t make it yourself, it’s the best.”
She reached for it and eased back. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome,” he said as he turned at the stoplight.
“So, honestly, what can I do to help you this morning?”
“Really? You really have time to help me? Because I’ll take you up on it. I’m not the kind that…”
“I mean it,” he said reaching for his own cup.
“Franklin’s Bakery has an order for me. I’d be forever indebted to you if you’d go pick up my order and bring it back to the store. I have to pull out the dresses I was going to show the bride. Get the room ready. Set out the strawberries and champagne. And…”
“I can do that,” he interrupted.
Pearl let out a long sigh and turned toward him. “You didn’t come to just make sure I was able to get to work did you?”
Tyson winced. “Maybe. I felt a little guilty that you didn’t have your car.” And you haunted my dreams, he thought to himself. “Needed a few supplies too.”
“You came to town two days in a row. That’s not normal is it?”
“Nope. Not at all. But Lydia says I need to get out more.” And after having sat with his grandfather in silence this morning while he listened to the man chew his toast, he was damn sure he’d be in town more.
Pearl reached over and touched his arm. “Thank you. It means a lot to me.”
He felt the sizzle in her touch zap every part of him awake. “It’s nothing.”
“It is to me.”
