Hotel executive Wendy Marsh puts her career on hold when she inherits half of her family’s inn. Her to-do list? It’s simple: teach her spoiled cousin how to manage Fountenoy Hall, then hightail it back to her structured, careful life in Atlanta. Romance has never been part of Wendy’s plan – so what is it about the sexy history professor researching the inn that she finds so tempting?
X marks the spot, but not for Rob Upshaw scrounging around Fountenoy Hall for a family treasure lost during Prohibition. His uncle’s old journals are full of cryptic clues, he has only a vague description of the loot, and the beautiful, uptight innkeeper with a subtle sense of humor might hold the key to his quest. Even though Rob’s career is built on facts, he accepts he might have to lie to Wendy. But falling for her? That’s out of the question.
Jordan Shoenover is happy to help friends in need and welcomes taking refuge at their historic inn while awaiting the impending doom of a frivolous lawsuit. But then, on top of facing the loss of everything she’s built, she’s forced to work with Josh Lukasik—the man who abandoned her years ago after one fantastic night of mind-blowing bliss.
Josh Lukasik is one sexy cupcake whom women vie to take home when his catering shifts are over. Mixing it up is his only distraction from the responsibility of caring for his young brother, his lost dream of being a chef, and the memories of Jordan Shoenover—the One Who Got Away.
When Jordan drops back into Josh’s life, he’s not about to let things get stirred up between them again. He has secrets to keep, and she’ll flambé him if she ever learns the truth. As far as Jordan is concerned, so what if their chemistry’s still off-the-charts hot! She’s not about to let Josh back into her bed—or anywhere near her heart.
Hardworking and seriously single, there’s nothing Riley Pommer wouldn’t do for his family. So when his sisters concoct a crazy plan to save the family ranch, the hunky cowboy reluctantly lets them turn his homestead into the site of a dating competition. As Crescent Ridge is invaded by beautiful women vying for the top prize — him — Riley still isn’t interested in being roped into a relationship. But when he meets the spirited and intriguing Ainsley, partnering up no longer seems pointless.
Between her business and her meddling mother, Ainsley Fairfax desperately needs to get away, and her only immediate choice is standing in for her sister in a bachelorette competition on a far away ranch. Determined not to win the grand prize cowboy at any cost, she sets out to forget her troubles and relax on Crescent Ridge. But when her path finally crosses with rugged Riley’s, Ainsley finds herself heating up rather than cooling down.
With instant chemistry that sizzles, Riley and Ainsley can’t help falling for one another. But as the other competitors stampede through their lives, are Riley and Ainsley destined to find their hearts trampled by the very same game that brought them together?
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Abigail Sharpe. Romance novelist. Wife. Extrovert. Performer. Band Mom. Daughter. Technical writer. Reader. Sister. Gator grad. Friend. Community volunteer.
Breast cancer survivor.
So many women with so many different titles and one thing in common. And it sucks.
I started blogging when I was diagnosed to keep my family and friends in the know – and so I didn’t have to repeat all the lovely things happening to me and my body. Here it is, with dates and times, the days and months of surgeries, hair loss, a runaway prosthetic, chemo, radiation, oral medications, bone pain, and the Bellybutton that Would Not Heal.
These pages are lifted from my blog, including comments, grammar issues, folks who posted anonymously, and when I go off-topic. Each entry is time and date stamped, so you can see what happened to me and when. It’s all true, though some names have been changed to protect the (not-so) innocent. If you had my friends, you’d understand why.