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In high school, I hated my boyfriend's best friend. Ten years later, I'm back in my home town and he's now the single dad who lives next door to me. Just to mess with him, I set him up on a date and even offer to watch his little girl for free, but when I get to his house and see him in his button down shirt, rolling his sleeves, a twinge of jealous runs through my gut. I try to ignore it, but I can't stop thinking about how his date is going and I even try to stay up to see how it went. But I fall asleep on the couch with his daughter on my chest. Suddenly, I wake to the feeling of his warm hands sliding under my body as he carries us to her bedroom. When she's safe in her crib, he steps toward me, electricity zapping between our bodies as he whispers, "What are you doing to me? Holding my daughter like she's your own?" BOOK: The Inn on Harmony Island by Anne-Marie Meyer Find out why readers are saying, ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "I felt like I was a bystander in the story. It was beautifully written and all I can say is - I MUST read more!" -- Reviewer Buy DIRECT from the author and save! The PERFECT way to support the author is to bypass the big corporations and buy directly from Anne-Marie! Click, BUY NOW. Check out. Receive an email with the link to the ebook. Download to your favorite reading app. And READ!

I stupidly call the single dad living next door in the middle of the night when I hear scratching at my front door. In the middle of my explanation, I realize how ridiculous I sound, so I hang up. Suddenly, my front door bursts open and he comes in shirtless, with his pajamas slung low on his hips and a baby monitor clipped to his pocket. He crosses the room and picks me up. I protest, but He growls and says: "I can't protect you and my daughter in separate houses, so you're coming with me." BOOK: The Inn on Harmony Island by Anne-Marie Meyer Find out why readers are saying, ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "I felt like I was a bystander in the story. It was beautifully written and all I can say is - I MUST read more!" -- Reviewer Buy DIRECT from the author and save! The PERFECT way to support the author is to bypass the big corporations and buy directly from Anne-Marie! Click, BUY NOW. Check out. Receive an email with the link to the ebook. Download to your favorite reading app. And READ!

“Wait.” His voice caused me to stop. I stared at the floor, wondering what he was thinking. Besides the parts that my towel covered, I was exposed. He could see my legs. My back. My shoulders. Was he disgusted? At least when I was clothed, he could imagine that I looked better than I did. Gathering my courage, I turned to look at him. His gaze was dark and hard to read as he stared at me. I could feel his gaze as it roamed over me. I chewed on my lip, trying to stop the excuses that I would give to Sean every time his snide comments would leave his lips about my appearance. I didn’t want Archer to know how insecure I was about my body. If he wasn’t thinking these things, I didn’t want to put them there. Slowly, he made his way across the room. I sucked in my breath as he neared, fearing what he was going to do once he got close. Kissing me in the darkness last night was one thing. Seeing my body in the light of day was a whole other thing. He stopped, inches from my body. I kept my gaze down, hoping he would just get this interaction over with. Suddenly, I felt the pad of his finger slip under my chin as he directed my face upward. As much as I tried not to, my gaze shifted to meet his. I sucked in my breath when I saw what resided in his gaze. Heat. Longing. Desire. Things that Sean never showed me. “Is this the body you were so scared of yesterday. The one you said your ex…” He paused like he was trying to recall my words. “Was

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My ex-husband left me for my best friend, taking the last shred of self-esteem I had. So when the chemistry intensifies between me and my best friend's older brother, the only thing I can do is ignore it for my sanity. After all, I don't have the body of a 20-year-old anymore. But, when he walks in on me in a towel, I panic, scared that I'm the last thing he wants. I move to hurry out of the room, but his voice stops me when he calls out, "Wait." BOOK: The Magnolia Inn by Anne-Marie Meyer Find out why readers are saying, ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "A beautiful story of brokenness, forgiveness, and second chances." -- Reviewer Buy DIRECT from the author and save! The PERFECT way to support the author is to bypass the big corporations and buy directly from Anne-Marie! Click, BUY NOW. Check out. Receive an email with the link to the ebook. Download to your favorite reading app. And READ!

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