Leah Marino hasn’t been on a date in two years. After discovering the man she loved had manipulated and deceived her, she refuses to even entertain the idea of a relationship. Instead, she focuses her attention on taking care of her family, a role she’s assumed since the death of her mother and the one place she knows her kindness won’t be taken advantage of again.
When a nostalgic trip back to her childhood home results in a chance encounter with Danny DeLuca, a smart-mouthed mechanic who’s as attractive as he is mysterious, Leah’s carefully cultivated walls begin to crumble. She finds herself unexpectedly drawn to Danny, despite his unreliable behavior and mixed signals.
But Danny has a secret…
One that could shake Leah’s already precarious foundation and bring her world crashing down around her. Suddenly, she’s faced with an incredibly difficult decision–is she willing to risk everything for the chance at finding the love she’s always wanted? Or are some obstacles just too big for the heart to overcome?
Drop what you are doing…you heard me! Stop whatever you are in the middle of, put down whatever you are reading and READ THIS BOOK!! Priscilla Glenn has written an amazing story. Coming Home will make you laugh and cry, you will be happy and sad, and you will be angry and frustrated (just ask her about some of my messages ;) ). I love that this book has relationship development, it’s not rushed – the characters get to know each other. The story is cute and relaxed but also fierce and passionate.
Leah and Danny meet by chance when Leah is visiting her childhood home. They did not get off on the best foot and had quite a snarky and sarcastic first encounter. When they meet up a short time later this is how they describe one another.
“Leah was the perfect mixture of snarky and sweet, confident and shy.”
“He was the perfect combination of cute, but sexy. Pretty, but rugged.”
They had lunch together and the chemistry was amazing!! They were able to joke around and kid with each other. Their conversation was easy, Danny learns that he loves to make Leah blush, and Leah discovers Danny’s sexy as sin dimples. It seems like this could really lead somewhere but Danny is hesitant. He is the king of mixed signals and mood swings.
“Being with him, talking to him, was the emotional equivalent of bungee jumping. There was the freedom, the adrenaline, the exhilaration of the fall, only to have it come to an abrupt halt, roughly yanking her back in the direction from which she came.”
Why is he fighting it?! They clearly like each other. Playful texts, games on the phone, and they have fun when they hang out with their friends. Danny is constantly thinking about where this could go. He wants to see her, but what can it really lead to?
“With her it would be more than some hookup he used to entertain himself while he still could.”
Well….let me tell you that she is anything but just a hookup. Danny and Leah share one of the SEXIEST hand holding scenes (yes I said hand holding) EVER…OMG it was sensual and romantic, just beautiful.
As things blossom between these two it gets hot and intense, their need for each other is so strong.
“Every touch, every kiss, felt so incredibly good, and yet her desire for him was agonizing.”
Yet….Danny has a mood swing and pushes Leah away. This is where the messages to our lovely author started….I could not stand Danny at this point. He obviously likes this girl why oh why does he have to do this shit! Luckily he has some sense about him…
“Hindsight was a stupid motherfucking asshole.”
Danny and Leah have this easy flow with one another, they care so deeply that they are willing to push the limits for their relationship.
“I just…I want you to know that no matter what happens, I know you Danny,” she said. “I know who you really are.”
Listen…you hear that….it’s the sound of my heart melting! What is it that is keeping them apart, what is so bad that it could ruin everything for them? Danny and Leah work hard to be with each other, will they make it through?
“So I guess what it comes down to…what I need to know…is whether or not I’m worth the suffering to you.”
Coming Home is my new favorite book! I am in love with these characters and I know you will be too xoxo
Don’t leave just yet!! I had a chance to sit down with Danny and Leah and ask them some fun and personal questions!! Enjoy :)
Hey guys! Thanks so much for meeting me today. Leah let’s start with you, we know that Danny thinks you are sweet and snarky. Who do you get your snarkiness from?
Leah: My father always tells me I have a smart mouth like my mother, but honestly, I feel like anyone who spends time with my family will develop one, whether they want to or not.
Danny: *laughs* It’s true. If you’re not a master of wiseass-ery over there, you’ll never survive.
Leah: Yeah, you kind of have to be, otherwise you’ll get eaten alive. My brother made a sport out of torturing me when we were growing up, and not much has changed in that regard. And my sister Sarah is one of the most sarcastic people I’ve ever met. I love them both in spite of it though. Actually, I love them both because of it.
Well I haven’t met your family Leah but I LOVE them…seems like a wonderful relationship.
Danny, you seem to like getting Leah to blush. What’s your favorite way to do so?
Danny: *smirks, revealing his dimples* You’re making me pick just one?
Leah: *covers her face with both hands* God, I already hate this question.
Danny: *laughing* Hmm…there are so many great ways to do it. Let’s see…should I tell them about the banana split thing?
Leah: *shakes head quickly with her hands still over her face*
Danny: *leans over and pulls her hands away* Aaaaand, there it is.
Leah: You are NOT telling them that story.
Danny: *smiles and holds up his hands in surrender* Apparently I’m NOT telling you that story.
Oh come on! Well, Leah because I like you so much and you are clearly embarrassed I’ll let you off the hook this time LOL
Danny, you tend to be very moody (to be honest I had a tough time with you for a while). How do you think that made Leah feel? Leah, how did it make you feel?
Danny: *pulls brow together and looks down*
Leah: *reaches over and takes his hand in hers* To be honest, I was more confused than hurt. I didn’t know him well enough at that point to be hurt by his actions, but…it just didn’t make sense to me. His behavior I mean. Because there was something about him…I don’t know how to explain it. I knew he was good. I could see it and feel it, even through all the back and forth. *looks over at Danny with a reassuring smile and squeezes his hand* He’s harder on himself about it than I ever was. Honestly, everything makes sense now. And everything happened just the way it was supposed to.
Danny: *smiles weakly at Leah’s words before looking up* I know it seemed like I was being an asshole. And I don’t blame you or Leah or anyone else for being pissed off at me about it. But I was trying so hard to do the right thing by her. I never wanted to hurt her…the furthest thing from it.
Thanks for the honest answers…I just had to know.
You both seem to have really great friends. Can you share any dirt you have on them? *insert evil laugh*
Danny and Leah: *smirk at each other*
Danny: There’s this one story that involves me having to go to Jake’s apartment to untie him from his headboard.
Leah: *whips her head toward Danny* What? How have you never told me this?
Danny: *laughing* The idiot let some girl tie his wrists to the headboard with some type of utility cord, and I guess when they were…done…she couldn’t get the knots out, so she just left. He tried to wriggle out of that shit for like two hours until he remembered he could voice dial me. And I swear, this girl must have been a fucking Boy Scout in a past life, because I’ve never seen knots like that before. Ever.
Leah: *cups hand to her mouth and starts laughing*
Danny: I’m not kidding. I had to use a steak knife to cut him free, and the whole time, he’s lying there ass-naked on the bed. I still have fucking nightmares.
Leah: *hysterically laughing now* Oh my God, I’m not even going to call “swear jar” on that story because It. Is. Amazing.
Danny: *fighting laughter* I’m glad you’re amused, because I have PTSD.
Leah: *laughs harder* Well, there’s nothing I could possibly say to top that story, so I’m bowing out. Besides, my girls have too much dirt on me for me to go spilling their beans.
Danny: If Jake were here, he would tell you that story proudly, so I have no regrets about sharing it.
Leah: *wiping the tears from her eyes* That is true.
OMG thanks for the visual of an ass-naked Jake…now I think I have PTSD, serves me right for asking LMAO
Leah you have a pretty decent CD collection!! What is your most prized CD and what does it mean to you?
Leah: My signed *NSYNC CD will always hold a special place in my heart.
Danny: *shakes head*
Leah: And obviously my Ray LaMontagne “Trouble” CD will always be significant to me. He’s such an incredibly talented artist, and track three, “Hold You in my Arms,” was one of my favorite songs, even before Danny. *glances at him and smiles* But now, I hear him every time I listen to it. It’ll always make me think of that night.
Danny: *winks at Leah*
Well, I have a soft spot for *NSYNC as well…don’t worry Danny, it’s a girl thing. I must say that I really enjoy listening to your song…so sweet!
Danny…have you ever thought of singing in public? You know, since you say you can actually do it.
Danny: *quirks brow as his dimples appear* Are you trying to get me to sing? Because it’s not gonna happen.
Leah: *rolls eyes* He wouldn’t sing for me either at first. I have no idea why. His voice is just…*sighs before she turns to him* Come on, sing something for her. Just one line.
Danny: I can’t. It would be like the Pied Piper in here. Every woman within a ten-mile radius would flock to me, and then they’d follow us home, and we only have two bedrooms. Where would we put them all?
Leah: Oh my God, just ignore him. *laughs to herself* Next question.
Ok then….*watches Danny’s ego inflate*
Leah – High school English teacher…that’s brave! What do you like the most about it?
Leah: Remember back when you were in school, and you’d sit in a class and think, “Why do I need to know this? When will I ever use this in my life?” Well, English was the only subject I never felt that way about. It was always relevant to me, because books are about people and experiences, and that’s what LIFE is about. And I always thought it was so cool to disappear in a book and live in someone else’s world for a while, to experience life through someone else’s eyes, you know? Reading books make you a more well-rounded person because you get to go through things you might never get the chance to go through in real life, and in doing that, you learn lessons that you can take with you. You can learn a lot about yourself through discussing literature, and I love helping my students discover that.
Danny: I wish I had her as a teacher when I was in school.
Leah: Pshh. Your shit wouldn’t fly in my classroom.
Danny: *smiles* Swear jar.
Hmmmm, I wonder how much is in that swear jar these days?
I see how it is LOL
Danny – My car is having trouble, can you recommend a good mechanic in the area?
Danny: Oh, come on! D&B Automotive, obviously. Although my friend Jake just opened up his shop in Queens, so I have to give him a shout out too. And the best thing is, there’s a law firm right across the street from his shop, so filing your sexual harassment suit as you leave will be easy.
Hahaha Good to know!
Leah, your family is really amazing. How long have you been doing Sunday dinners with them? I think that’s a great tradition to have!
Leah: When I was younger, we used to have dinner together every night. My parents would turn off the TV, and no one was allowed to answer the phone, and we would just talk about our days. I remember thinking it was annoying sometimes, but looking back now, I love that we all had that time together. After my mom died, obviously we went through a rough patch. Any sense of routine or normalcy kind of went right out the window. I think it was around my freshman year of high school that my dad started Sunday dinners. Chris was a junior at the time, and we both played sports, so we had practice and jobs, and dinner together was sort of hit or miss. So my dad decided we would start doing Sunday dinners. No excuses, mandatory attendance. I didn’t realize how much I missed our dinners together until we started doing it again. And it’s something we just continued to do, even into adulthood.
These are memories that you will have forever! Beautiful <3
This is a bonus question *bring back the evil laugh* Where is the kinkiest place you two have had sex hehehehe
Danny: Thank you. I didn’t even have to do anything that time. *gestures toward Leah*
Leah: *cheeks flooding with color as she looks at Danny* Are you really gonna tell them?
Danny: It’s an interview, sweet girl. We’re supposed to be answering their questions. I mean, it’s either this or the banana split story…
Leah: *interrupting* Fine…this. *immediately buries face*
Danny: *with an amused smile* In the reception area at the shop, on top of the customer service desk.
Leah: To clarify, it was after hours, so one was there. And he started it.
Danny: And if I remember correctly, you finished it. Twice.
Leah: *covers face again* Okay, you didn’t need to share that part, you smug bastard.
Danny: *laughs and kisses her temple*
Well thanks for anwering…and remind me not to lean on that counter when I bring my car in for service ;) I’m so happy that we had this time to chat, it was great meeting you guys!!
Danny and Leah: *waving* Bye!
Priscilla Glenn lives in New York with her husband and three children. She has been teaching English Language Arts for the past twelve years while moonlighting as a writer, mom, coach, student, and professional laundry-doer.
If you catch her when she’s feeling sophisticated, she’ll tell you her favorite things are great books and good wine. In the moments in between, she’ll admit her love for anything Ben and Jerry’s, UFC fights, and Robert Pattinson.
Glenn is the author of the contemporary romance novels Back to You, Emancipating Andie, and Coming Home. You can contact her at email@example.com