Believe in Me (Rosewood Trilogy Series #2)

Believe in Me (Rosewood Trilogy Series #2)

by Laura Moore

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After learning of her husband’s affair, Jordan Radcliffe is crushed, but she knows she must stay strong for her three young children. So she moves back to Rosewood, the idyllic horse farm where she grew up. Wishing only to recover and reassess her life, Jordan feels an undeniable attraction to architect Owen Gage—and does her best to ignore it. Her heart is too fragile to love again.

Yet when Owen, who himself is wary of any romantic involvement, offers her a job she badly needs, Jordan has no choice but to accept, even though it means she’ll be working alongside him every day. And that closeness could intensify the connection between them—a desire as unnerving as it is powerful.

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Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780345524423
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Publication date: 01/18/2011
Series: Rosewood Trilogy Series , #2
Sold by: Random House
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 432
Sales rank: 230,546
File size: 3 MB

About the Author

Laura Moore is the author of Remember Me, In Your Eyes, Night Swimming, Chance Meeting, and Ride a Dark Horse. She lives in Rhode Island with her husband and two children. One of her great thrills as a writer is to hear from readers.

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Eleven months later …
JORDAN RECHECKED HER MAKEUP. Thanks to Kristin, a stylist friend of Margot’s, she had become an expert in the uses of concealer. She’d learned not only how to erase the violet smudges beneath her eyes, but also how to use blush and the right hues of lipstick to emphasize her cheekbones and mouth. By employing a subtle mix of tones around her eyes, she’d discovered that she could fool people into thinking that the shadows lurking in them were exotic, mysterious, rather than a darkness that threatened her soul.
She raised her ringless hands to smooth her hair, which she’d decided to wear loose today. Better to look feminine than professional: in Nonie Harrison’s world not too many women actually worked.
Rising from the small bench in front of her vanity table, she checked the floral print crepe de chine skirt and ivory sleeveless silk knit top in the mirror and wondered what was missing. Jewelry, of course. She bent down and opened a square leather case and found a pair of antique gold earrings that had belonged to her mother and a delicate diamond pendant that Margot and Travis had given her for Christmas.
There, she looked understatedly elegant, exactly how Nonie would expect Jordan Radcliffe to appear. Meet people’s expectations and they rarely bothered to look deeper.
No need to take a sweater or a light jacket, she thought, as she picked up her purse off the white bedspread. It was a glorious spring day … wasn’t that funny, how the days had slipped by? The Virginia air was mild, sweetened with the perfume of sunshine-kissed flowers. This year’s crop of foals was frolicking in the pastures with their dams. The breeding season was upon them. Nocturne, the stallion they had standing at stud, was eager to meet his mares in the breeding shed. All around her Rosewood was bursting with life. How sadly out of step with the farm she was, so blighted and dead inside. But that, too, Jordan had learned to conceal from the world.
She left her room on the third floor and went into the adjacent attic bedroom shared by Kate and Olivia, a smile lighting her face. Olivia and Miriam Banner, their housekeeper Ellie’s niece, were sprawled on the pale blue and pink hooked rug building a tower with Olivia’s cardboard nesting blocks. As soon as Miriam placed the last block atop the slender pyramid, Olivia lurched to her feet and kicked the tower with a happy cry.
“Hi, there, Olivia,” she said.
At the sound of her voice, Olivia’s face lit up and she tottered over on stubby legs, her short arms held out—a blond, mini-Frankenstein with a cherub’s smile.
Jordan scooped her up and kissed the sweet hollow of her neck. “Let’s get you changed so you’ll be nice and clean when you and Miriam go and pick up Kate and Max at school, okeydokey?”
Miriam rose to her feet. “I can do that—”
“That’s okay. I’ve got her,” she replied, already setting down her purse. She laid Olivia upon the changing table, pulled down the elastic waistband of her blue-and-cream-striped leggings, and undid the tabs on the diaper. Moving with the precision of a pit stop mechanic at the Indy 500, Jordan shucked the diaper, dropped it into the garbage pail by her feet, cleaned Olivia with a baby wipe, sprinkled her bottom and thighs with baby powder and, for good measure, her rounded tummy, too, and then fastened a fresh diaper. Up went the leggings, down went the dancing dog printed T-shirt, and Olivia was good to go.
“All done,” she announced, hefting her powder-fresh baby in her arms. “Now, Miriam, are you sure you’re okay with picking up Kate and Max?”
“Okay. I left the minivan’s keys on the tray in the front hall. For lunch there’s mac and cheese. It’s in the fridge, wrapped in foil. For dessert you can—” she stopped in mid-sentence at Miriam’s grin.
“It’s cool, Jordan, I’ve got the routine down. We’ll be fine. Remember, you’re only going out to lunch. It’s not like you’ll be away for a week.”
The thought of being separated from her children for an entire week made her slightly faint. “I’ll be back by three. If you could get Max to nap when Olivia goes down, that would be great. Tell him if he does, he’ll have a better riding lesson with Jade. And I have my cell in case you need me.”
“Of course you do,” Miriam nodded gravely. “And in case all the satellites get taken out by an asteroid, Aunt Ellie might be able to give me a hand. Don’t know whether I can count on Margot coming to the rescue, though, since after lunch she’ll be all the way down at the main barn.”
Jordan managed a weak laugh. “Right. Thanks for the reality check.”
“Have a good time at lunch. You’ll knock Mrs. Harrison off her feet, I’m sure. Now, give Mommy a kiss bye-bye, ’Liv, and then you and I are going to build the biggest tower ever.”
“Bye, bye,” Olivia said.
Bless her for being a happy, carefree baby and not a neurotic mess like her mother, Jordan thought, squeezing her daughter tight and kissing her cheek.
“Okay, all I have to do is grab my tote with the fabric swatches I picked out for Nonie, and I’m gone, really.”
“Good. So go already.” Miriam shooed her off with a grin before dropping down to the rug to play with Olivia.
She took the back staircase down to the kitchen. As she’d hoped, Margot was there, fixing an overstuffed sandwich for Travis and a salad for herself.
Margot looked up. “Hey,” she said, smiling. “You look great. Too bad you’re wasting such a pretty skirt on Nonie Harrison.”
“Mmm, that looks delicious.” She picked up a pitted black olive from Margot’s salad and popped it into her mouth. “And the outfit won’t be wasted on Nonie. I wouldn’t get past her front door, let alone be considered for the job of decorating her guest house, if I were to show up for lunch dressed in mommy gear. Even with my hair bushed, lipstick applied, and my blouse free of baby drool, it’ll be a minor miracle if she gives me the commission.”
Margot picked up a knife and sliced the thick sandwich in half. “Why wouldn’t Nonie pick you? It’ll probably take all of ten minutes of listening to your ideas to recognize how good you are. If she doesn’t hire you, it won’t be because you can’t do the job. It’ll be because she’s jealous that you’re beautiful and talented.”
Jordan laughed. “That’s sweet of you. But we’re talking about me. Let’s remember who’s the successful model here.”
Her sister stopped crumbling goat cheese on top of the salad to glare fiercely at her. “You of all people shouldn’t buy into that hooey, Jordan. I’m not any more beautiful than you—or millions of other women. The reason I’m successful as a model has nothing to do with my being especially beautiful and far more to do with the fact that the distance between my earlobe and my jawline is just so and my eyes happen to be spaced exactly thus far apart.” She held out a cheese-coated thumb and index finger to indicate the width before picking up the crumbled mound and scattering it over the dark greens. Salad finished, she took the thick sandwich she’d made for Travis and transferred it onto a plate. “I’m paid ridiculously good money because of a lucky roll of the genetic dice and because my face happens to photograph well. Oh, and also because I haven’t let even a crumb of one of your ‘death by chocolate’ brownies pass my lips no matter how much I’ve craved a bite. Big whoop,” she said with a bored sniff.
Grabbing a bag of potato chips and dumping a small mountain of them next to Travis’s sandwich, she continued. “What I do doesn’t take any talent. I only wish I could be like you—you’ve always been able to make things beautiful. Remember when we were little? How on rainy days you’d go upstairs and rearrange all the rooms in that Victorian dollhouse Mama gave you? Remember the wallpaper and the slipcovers you made for those teeny sofas and chairs?”
“Margot, that was child’s play.”
“What you did for Travis and my bedroom certainly wasn’t. I hated what Nicole had done to that room. But you made it wonderful for us, hanging the photographs Charlie Ayer took of Travis and me with Nocturne, and choosing exactly the right colors and furniture for the room—and for us. Travis loves hanging out there.”
She raised a skeptical brow. “Somehow I think he enjoys your bedroom for an entirely different reason than my decorating taste.”
A happy smile lit Margot’s face. “Well, maybe, but you picked out the linens and the bed, too. That sleigh bed is so great. And what about the amazing job you did on the third floor?”
“I didn’t—”
“Yes, you did,” she said firmly. “It was drab and beyond sad up there before. You transformed all those rooms, turned them into these special havens for you and the kids. That ability is so much a part of you, Jordan, you don’t even realize how good you are. Other people have to pay through the nose for what you do instinctively. They may read about what antiques are all the rage and what kind of floral arrangements are must-haves for their foyers, but they still need a decorator to tell them where to put the darned things or what kind of a vase to use. It’s not just decorating you’re good at, either. Think of how you and Patrick have planned a new flower bed for the garden. It’s already looking beautiful. Or the cookies and breads you bake that have everyone running to the kitchen as soon as they come out of the oven. That’s real talent, Jordan.”
It was sweet of Margot to try and boost her ego before her first sales pitch as a decorator, but Jordan knew she was far from special. “Stop. You’re making me sound like Wonderwoman.”
“You are in my book.”
Right. Did Wonderwoman’s husband leave her for a size 36D, streaked-blond associate with an appetite for adulterous, lunch-hour couplings? She didn’t think so.
Her thoughts must have shown on her face, for Margot’s own expression tightened. She stepped forward and wrapped her arms about her, saying fiercely, “Don’t you dare let what Richard’s done make you sell yourself short.”
Jordan hugged her back. “I’ll try not to.”
The back door opened, and Travis came into the mudroom. He bent down and unlaced his paddock boots, leaving them next to the pair Margot had shed earlier. Ellie Banner had a thing about barn dirt in the house.
Walking over to Margot, he looped an arm about her waist and kissed her.
Jordan quickly averted her eyes, fixing them on the salad Margot had prepared. Spying two more olives buried under the crumbled cheese, she plucked them out. So what if her breath smelled like olives rather than toothpaste by the time she arrived at Nonie’s?

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Believe in Me 3.9 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 137 reviews.
LASR_Reviews More than 1 year ago
When I was given the opportunity to read the second book in Laura Moore's Rosewood series, Believe In Me, I jumped at the opportunity. The first book, Remember Me, took me on a heartfelt journey I couldn't forget, propelling the book to the top of my favorite novels list. In this installment, we are given Jordan Radcliffe's story. In Remember Me, we learned Jordan's husband had strayed from their marriage. In this book we learn that not only did he cheat, but he also continued to do so after they sought help to save their relationship. Much like Remember Me, Believe In Me has a beginning that leaves little doubt that you are about to take an emotional rollercoaster ride. Jordan is devastated when she learns her husband has been unfaithful. Even more harmful is an event that is witnessed by her entire family. Left with no other choice, she takes her children to Rosewood to heal following her divorce. It's not an easy transition. She has to stand on her own two feet while caring for her children, come to terms with her ex-husband's new marriage to the woman he had an affair with, and face the trust issues she has developed due to her experience. Help arrives in the form of the handsome architect Owen Gage, a gorgeous and successful man who is interviewing for a designing job that Jordan wants. When Owen offers Jordan a job, she has no choice but to accept. Unfortunately, her attraction to the man is undeniable. When he proposes a no strings attached affair, she's not sure if the offer is one she should refuse. After all, she's been alone for a while now. Embracing her sexual identity just might a step in the right direction. After Owen and Jordan fall into bed together, they never expect that their mutual passions could lead to something they never expected. Can a scorned woman find faith in a man who tempts her to give love another chance? Can a lifelong bachelor become not only a husband but a father figure to Jordan's children? The answers aren't entirely what you might expect, which makes Believe In Me as memorable a book as its predecessor. Laura Moore has a writing style that I love. Her characters are memorable, flawed, and easy to relate to. I enjoyed revisiting the hero, heroine, and family from the previous novel. Rosewood has become more than an imaginary farm; it has become a very real place in my mind. The backdrop is as enthralling as the stories, making returning all the sweeter. I highly recommend this series to diehard romance fans, as there is plenty of emotion, tension, and obstacles for the hero and heroine to overcome in order to truly embrace each other. A definite must read, don't miss Believe In Me. ORiginally posted at The Long and Short of It Romance Reviews
harstan More than 1 year ago
Jordan Radcliffe is pregnant with her third child when she finds out her husband Richard is cheating. Stunned by the betrayal, nonetheless Jordan agrees to go to a marriage counselor. After several months of visits with counselor Abby Walsh, a doubting Jordan begins to believe they may be able to save their marriage; until she hears a tape of Richard having sex with the same woman she caught him with in the first place. Knowing her marriage is over, Jordan returns to her family home Rosewood, a horse farm with a mansion in Virginia. There she meets architect Owen Gage, who designed Nonie Harrison's home. Jordan hopes to be hired to design the interior. Nonie makes it look like Owen stole her concept and supporting ideas, which he then gave to his firm's interior designer to use. Once Jordan and Owen realize Nonie double crossed both of them, they begin dating. While Jordan feels she is falling in love, Owen remains frivolous never serious about anything involving their relationship. When he completes his latest design, Own plans to leave. Mindful of Barbara Delinsky, but with her own stamp, readers will believe that Laura Moore writes wonderful contemporary romances with a strong family background (see Remember Me for Jordan's sister Margot's tale). Jordan is a resolute individual who knows her three kids come first while Owen has commitment issues. Although the older two kids adapt too easily to the change in their environment, the support cast enhances the second Rosewood romance as love comes once again to the horse farm, but may not be enough to keep Owen with Jordan since he has commitment issues. Harriet Klausner
Brie.Clementine on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I discovered Laura Moore a year ago, just after the release of Remember Me, the first book of the series. I was instantly hooked, and after finishing I read her complete backlist and I can tell you that I loved every single one of her books. I was very excited when Believe in Me came out and I could finally know what would happen to Jordan. Even though this is the second book of the trilogy (there are three sisters and each has her own book, the last one available next year), Believe in Me stands alone quite well and it isn¿t that spoilery for the first one, although it¿s nice to see the evolution of the characters and the first book is really good, so you might want to read that one first.Jordan is a recently single mother of three; she lost fate in men when her ex-husband cheated on her while pregnant with their third child, and then proceeded to cheat on her again after she had forgiven him and tried to work things out. She is now living with her sisters on their childhood home, a horse farm in Virginia, and trying to resume her career as an interior decorator.Owen is the playboy architect that just moved to the farm next door and is restoring the house in order to sell it, when he meets Jordan sparks fly even when they both resist the attraction for different reasons, but when he hires her to decorate the house, they end up giving up to temptation. How their relationship evolves and how they come to love each other, baggage, kids, meddling sisters and all, is basically the entire story.This book was a bit slow; it was full of details about horse farms, interior decoration and house restoration. If you don¿t like slow building relationships, and long books that have more to do with everyday life than great events, and where the problem between the protagonists comes from within themselves and not because of a misunderstanding, then probably this book isn¿t for you.I enjoyed the love story between Jordan and Owen, but to me the younger sister Jade steals the show, I think every scene she¿s in is amazing, and she¿s the most complex character of the three sisters, I really can¿t wait to read her book, and Laura, if you are reading this review, please at least tell us who her hero is! I¿m rooting for Robocop, but since the book is far, far away I will settle for a name, any name, even if is someone new!The other thing I loved was that for once we get a realistic portrayal of the ex, yes he was a jerk, but regardless of how bad he was to Jordan, he was a good father who loved and missed his children, and even Jordan recognized that. I¿m sick of books were the ex doesn¿t have any redeeming qualities and is actually so bad and mean, that you wonder how the hero/heroine picked him/her in the first place. And I think they resolved their issues as adults, he wasn¿t the villain of the story, in fact, this book doesn¿t have a villain, as I said before, the problems are everyday problems, and the obstacles they have to face come from their own issues and personalities.Overall this is a book about family, everyday life and second chance at love. I think you will like it, my favorite book of the series still is Remember Me, but this one comes as a close second, and I have a feeling Jade¿s book is going to be amazing, we get a sneak peak at the end of this one enough to give us and idea of what¿s to come, and leaving us wanting more.
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Great second book to the trilogy. Can't wait to get into number 3.
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I loved the complete Rosewood Trilogy. I think it would make a great night time mini series or even take it further for a great new weekly show. It would be a great deal better to watch then some of this stuff that is on television these days. I will be reading more of Laura Moore books and look forward to it. Very well done with family and true love.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Enjoyed this second book in the series. Nice romance and I like all the characters. Will be buying third book now. JudyE
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I am enjoying this series i highly recommend it
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The second book in the Rosewood trilogy is just as wonderful as book one was. This is Jordan's story. The story of a woman who is learning to pick up the pieces after her husbands betrayal and her divorce. I loved her and her leading man, Owen. Not only is it a story of Jordan, her children, her family healing. But, it's a story of Owen's finding love and that he wants to be part of Jordan's family. I also loved the development of Rosewood and all it's people. Of course, at the core is the Sisters. A warm wonderful book.
DComfort More than 1 year ago
Ms. Moore has a way about her writing that literally leaves you grasping for more. Her amazing structure and insight--the depth--she draws you inside the character's minds really has you genuinely caring for each. This grip she manages to ensnare on you will leave you up for hours at a time, on fire to turn the page, in order to find out what happens next. While some parts of the book slow the novel down, and really don't push forward the plot, the last half of the book makes it all worth while. You'll fall in love with both characters just as they do with each other. Four out of five stars for a job well done.
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What a jerk face of a husband for cheating on her while she is pregnant. Anyways, after reading the first book, I had to continue on. I had to find out what happened to Jordan. Another great piece by Laura.
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