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Perfect Match: Olivia and Hunter (Heaven’s Matchmaker, book 3) by Peggy Jaeger is a Celebrate Mothers Bookish Event pick #laterinliferomance #romance #mothersday #giveaway

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Title: PERFECT MATCH: Olivia and Hunter (Heaven’s Matchmaker, book 3)

 

Author: Peggy Jaeger

 

Genre: Contemporary romance, Later in life romance, small town romance, medical romance

 

Book Blurb:

 

Third-generation matchmaker, Olivia Joyner, enjoys a 99% success rate when it comes to helping people find their happily ever afters. But her newest client is proving to be part of the 0.1 percent.


All the women Olivia have matched geriatrician Hunter Reinhart with have been perfect on paper. None of them, though, have resulted in a second request for a date, and all the women say the same thing: Hunter, although handsome and successful is just…dull. And boring. And too reserved.


Olivia can’t understand it, because to her? Hunter is none of those things. In fact, he’s the exact opposite of dull, boring, and reserved. He’s a man she would consider worthy of marrying herself – if she was in the market for a spouse.


Which she isn’t.


Olivia needs to figure out why she can’t find Hunter Reinhart the perfect match, and it just may require her to do something she’s never done before: go on a “date” with a client.


Purely for research and educational purposes, that is.

 

Excerpt:

 

Liv knew there were three sides to every story – his, hers, and then the real truth of the matter, and she’d ask him his interpretation of events later. For now, she needed to tell him her plan.

 

Answering his question, she said, “Tangentially, it is.”

 

His brows rose to his thick-head-of-hair hairline as he turned in his seat, dragged one leg under the other and sat facing her, mimicking her position. “Tangentially? What does that mean?”

 

There was no way she was going to tell him the comments she’d received from Dina or any of the other women. That was just mean and would do nothing to help the situation. She’d thought long and hard most of the afternoon about how to approach what she wanted to do and had finally come up with a way that wouldn’t hurt his ego, and that she hoped he’d be amenable to.

 

“The women I’ve introduced you to have looked perfectly ideal for you on paper. When you’ve met, though, something hasn’t…clicked…between you. From the feedback you’ve given and that I’ve received from the women, I feel as if I’m missing something.”

 

“What do you mean ‘missing something?’”

 

Be tactful, Liv. The guy has a good-sized ego, which, deservedly, he should, considering what he does for a living.

 

“Compatibility, shared interests, even lifestyle choices all go into creating a match between two people. And when all those things align, you can predict a couple will, too. But sometimes, something’s missing, some special something, some unqualifiable…” she raised her hands and snapped her fingers on both of them, “spark, that makes the match a done deal.”

 

“And you think, what? I’m not,” he mimicked her finger snap, “Sparking? I’ve got something missing?”

 

“Not you, no. Not at all. This isn’t a blame game. Well,” she tilted her head and grinned, “maybe for me it is, for not considering that after the second date didn’t…take.  I needed to explore further why it hadn’t and didn’t.”

 

He stared at her for a moment, and she could practically hear the gears grinding in his brilliant brain. “The second match was Jasmine Green,” he said.

 

She nodded.

 

“If I remember, I said that I wanted a second date. She was the one who backed off.”

 

She flapped her hand in the air. “But that had more to do with her than you. She was still reeling from her divorce and then having to move back home. I should have told her to wait, but she wanted to go out into the dating world again, so.” She shrugged. “I should have followed my first instinct.”

 

All of which was true, but it had been Jasmine who’d told her the morning after their dinner date that she’d found him stiff, ridiculously reserved, and that there was no chemistry there.

 

“And yet she’s getting married in two weeks to Donovan Boyd, so it seems she got over her,” he put his fingers up in air quotes and said, “reeling, fairly quick.”

 

“Which just goes to prove my theory. They had sparks from the moment they met, try though she did to deny then. But back to you.”

 

His brows lifted again.

 

“I think I need to find out a little more about you to determine exactly what it will take to ignite that spark in the next woman I think is perfect for you.”

 

“So, you do see me as the problem.” It wasn’t a question

 

The male ego was such a fragile ball of fluff. She sighed.

 

Gently, she laid a hand on his forearm and stared him straight in the eyes. “You are not a problem, nor do you have one,” she said firmly. “When it comes to the heart, it can be a fickle bitch when it wants something.”

 

“So now I’m fickle.” He blew out a breath and lifted his hands in the air.  “I’ve got unidentifiable relationship problems and I’m fickle. Great. No wonder my wife left me.”

 

For a hot second Liv worried she’d stepped over a line. But when one corner of his mouth lifted as he shook his head, she knew he wasn’t upset. That, and the real reason his wife had left him wasn’t anything to do with him and everything to do with the affair she was having with a partner in his medical practice.

 

She pursed her lips, narrowed her eyes, wordlessly telling him she was wise to him. His full, thick mouth split into a teasing smile of its own, making her heart skip a beat or two.

 

Matinee idol handsome was no misnomer when it came to Hunter Reinhart. The guy could have been a mega-star on looks alone.

 

 Liv’s thought that he’d be on her list if she was looking to get married again shoved back to the front of her brain.

 

On the list? Hell, no. He’d be at the top of it. Something, when she thought about it, that gave her a moment’s pause and stopped her in her mental tracks. There was no way she should be thinking of him in any kind of personal terms as marriage material, whether metaphorically or literally. He was a client.

 

A client.

 

And there were strict rules about clients. Rules that forbade ever -ever- crossing a line from a professional relationship into a…well, something that wasn’t client-based.

 

She was pulled from her thoughts when he asked, “So, why am I here, Olivia? You’ve obviously given this situation a great deal of thought, something I’m happy about, but in all honesty, I’m getting a bit unsure about this entire matchmaking thing. I thought by now I’d be settling down again. What do you think it’s going to take to find me a wife?”

 

A shudder ran down her spine as she snapped back to the reality at hand.

 

Olivia took a breath, eased it out while holding his gaze and said, “I think we should go on a date.”


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What makes your featured book a must-read?

 

In my world, everyone deserves to find their everlasting love. Olivia lost hers, tragically, and Hunter’s didn’t want to be his wife anymore. These two people are Perfectly Matched, but just need to see it.

 

Giveaway –

 

Enter to win a $10 Amazon gift card:

 

 

Open Internationally.

 

Runs May 6 – May 12, 2025.


Winner will be drawn on May 13, 2025.

 

Author Biography:

 

Peggy Jaeger writes romance books about strong women, the families who support them, and the men who can’t live without them.

 

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