Love in Action, A Lesbian Romantic Comedy (Paperback)

Kat Ruthven never expected that chauffeuring a Hollywood star around Scotland would lead to the most intoxicating romance of her life—or that their private paradise would crumble under the weight of public scrutiny. When a single photograph threatens everything they've built, Jen and Kat must choose between the safety of denial or the courage to fight for their love. Set against Scotland's most breathtaking backdrops, this passionate romance explores what happens when a love worth fighting for demands the ultimate sacrifice: truth.

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Pages : 254
ISBN : 9614622000204
Weight : 249g
Dimensions : 127 x 15 x 203 mm

Café owner Kat Ruthven never expected her summer to involve chauffeuring Hollywood star Jennifer Michael around Scotland—or falling helplessly in love with her.
When the enigmatic actress arrives on set in Kat's picturesque village, their first encounter involves a head injury, a security misunderstanding, and an undeniable spark. As Kat guides Jen through Scotland's breathtaking landscapes, from hidden beaches to misty mountains, their relationship blossoms from cautious attraction into passionate desire.
For Kat, who has sworn off relationships after past heartbreak, Jen represents everything she never thought she wanted. For Jen, hiding her sexuality for decades to protect her career, Kat offers a freedom she's never allowed herself. Together, they create a private paradise away from prying eyes.
But when paparazzi catch them in an intimate moment, Jen's fear of coming out publicly threatens everything they've built. Faced with career consequences and family judgment, Jen makes a devastating choice that sends Kat fleeing back to Scotland, heartbroken.
As Christmas approaches, both women must decide what matters most: the safety of denial or the risk of true love. With everything on the line, can they find their way back to each other and choose a love brave enough to stand in the spotlight?
Set against Scotland's most stunning backdrops, "Love in Action" is a passionate romance about finding the courage to be who you truly are—and fighting for the love that makes it all worthwhile.

- Age gap romance
- Celebrity romance
- Forced proximity
- Closeted character
- Coming out story
- Fish out of water
- Secret relationship
- Slow burn

"Come back to bed. You know you want to..." Kirsty's plea was playful and Kat was sorely tempted. She lay on the bed, her body open and inviting. The white cotton of the sheet fell gently over the curves of her body, like freshly fallen snow just begging for imprints. "Want to see what'll you be missing?" Hooking one finger under the edge of the sheet, she gently teased the material down over the top of her chest. Kat stood mesmerised, the lure of this beautiful woman reeling her in. Swallowing hard, she bit her bottom lip and considered her options.
It was 5.30 a.m. If she left Edinburgh to drive back to Glenbrae now, she could nip home, shower, change and be putting the first batch of homemade scones in the oven by just before seven a.m., ready for the café opening at 8 a.m., or...she stood dangling one black suede heel on the end of her finger, swinging it from side to side. The pendulum moving from angel to devil. As she ran her tongue across her bottom lip, she already knew which way the shoe would fall.
"Fuck it." There was a clatter as her shoe hit the floor and with an enormous grin, she climbed back out of her tight black dress and jumped on the bed. This morning was for making snow angels.
Kirsty threw back the sheet with a laugh that filled the room. "I knew you wouldn't be able to resist. I know you too well!" She threw back her head allowing Kat to cover her neck in small kisses and as they intensified, a small moan escaped. As she grabbed a handful of Kat's long black hair, she pulled her in close and whispered in her ear. "I love it when you do that. Don't stop."

Kat cursed herself for not having called Eva last night to ask her to open up the café for the morning trade. It was just after seven a.m. when she left the hotel. Checking the time on her phone, she took the key out of the lock and went over to hit the buttons on the alarm keypad. It was 7.45 a.m. Tripping over the leg of a stray chair that hadn't been mated with its table, her frustration bubbled over.
"For fuck's sake." She surrendered to the fact she had lost her post-coital relaxed demeanour to the imminent threat of scone-gate if she didn't get the ovens on, fast.
By 8.30 am there was an array of piping hot scones cooling on the racks and she'd made a start of the lunch prep. Thankfully, she'd had the foresight to take out a few cakes from the freezer the night before, so she just had to add the buttercream and the frosting and they'd be ready to serve. Eva and Nancy were on the rota for the day, so that would at least let her nip home to get showered and changed once everything was ready.
"Is Kat in?" Libby's voice echoed through the empty back room. The whole place always sounded so much bigger when it was empty, and the vaulted ceiling with the skylight by the kitchen seemed to encourage echoes. She heard Nancy give a cheery hello before telling Libby she was through in the back.
Libby's head appeared around the swing door. "Wow, they must be some scones to have gone to this much effort. Is a cocktail dress the new uniform for café Des Fleurs?" Her teasing tone was met with a puff cloud of flour being thrown at her as Kat banged her hands together.
"I was a tad late in coming back this morning. I was all ready to leave and then, well—I got a little distracted."
"Obviously because I didn't get a text from you. For all you knew, I could've been up half the night worrying about where you were."
"God, you sound like my mother. I know I was supposed to text. Time just—ran away with itself. I promise I will try harder next time."
"Well, you better because that was the deal. I just need to know you are safe. Somebody has to look out for you." Libby's attention shifted from Kat onto a huge silver bowl with the last of the scrapings of cake mixture left inside. "You could go out with any random stranger. At least with Ingrid, I knew where you were. Is that bowl for washing?" Her hand moved towards the bowl in question, ready to grab the red silicone spatula sticking out the top of the bowl.
"Don't you dare. You know you aren't allowed to pinch in here. Go and ask Nancy to give you a scone if you are hungry." Kat swatted a hand towards Libby, leaving a white plume rising.
"This is no fun. When I go to my Mum's I'm not allowed any there either. First dibs go to Samuel and Isla. That's one of those odd little benefits people don't tell you that you have to forfeit when you have children. How did you get on, anyway?" Libby watched as Kat stuck her head in the fridge at the far end of the kitchen and with lightning speed her finger was in the bowl hooking a large dollop of mixture. As Kat reappeared with more butter she stopped, eyeing Libby who was sucking the mixture of her finger.