Dedicated accountant Marla Blackhorne has vowed to get her family name back on the Readner & Son Accounting Firm signage. Even if it means she has to work 24/7 and compete with her ex for the coveted partnership position. She’s close to realizing her goal…until hunka-hot Reed Readner, her teenage crush, careens back into her life.
An offshore marine salvager, Reed barely escaped the family accounting business and the soul killing nine to midnight hours. There’s no way he’s ever going back to Serendipity Island…until his mom guilts him into a cruise to celebrate his dad’s birthday. But when Reed encounters sweet and sassy Marla on board, not even his fear of being tied down can save him from falling hard and fast.
When a storm strands them on a deserted island, and the competition for the partner’s position heats up, will the other castaways—all the people who love to poke and pry into their lives—ruin Marla and Reed’s burgeoning relationship? Or will these two seemingly different people discover that love and compromise are the road to happily-ever after?
This story includes an uptight accountant with too much guilt and not enough privacy, one reluctant hero who is about to lose his boat—and his heart—on the family cruise, naughty lingerie, Sex-on-the-Beach, meddling mothers, unexpected friendships, and a battle-of-the-sexes secondary romance.
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Stephanie Goodwin has never met a prince who didn’t turn out to be a frog, but she’s never allowed her personal feelings about men and relationships to interfere with her job as a wedding planner. Instead, she focuses on giving her clients their dream wedding, a magical day to get them through the trials and tribulations of the years ahead—before everything turns to dust.
Hotshot divorce lawyer, Stone Kincaid, has an aversion to marriage. His experience has taught him that wedding vows only lead to a broken heart that never really heals and an empty bank account. But when he returns to his family’s Serendipity Island estate to stop his irresponsible sister’s wedding, he encounters the wedding planner from hell—the gorgeous, sexy woman he met and bedded a month ago.
Can a woman with a history of picking the wrong kind of guy find a forever kind of love with a man who fears commitment almost as much as she does?
This story includes a marriage-phobic wedding planner, a hunky divorce lawyer whose attitude toward wedded bliss—and family—is about to change, one really big OOPS, afternoon naughtiness, peanut butter cookies, messy family relationships, and a battle-of-the-sexes secondary romance.
With Mother’s Day right around the corner, I’m baking cookies for the family—my “mom” task for the week—a mouth-watering chocolate chip cookie recipe that my baby sister shared with me years ago. The cookies got me to thinking about the cookies in my new Caught Between series, which led me to thoughts about the relationship between the heroine in the first book and her mother.
Paige Calhoun’s mother abandoned her when she was only four years old, and headed to Hollywood to become an actress. Now they’re both back on Serendipity Island. Here’s a small snippet from one of their scenes…
When Paige entered the kitchen and saw an explosion of dirty dishes spilling over the edges of the sink, scattered from one end of the countertop to the other, she stopped.
Definitely not her grandma. Gram always washed dishes and tidied up as she worked.
The oven timer buzzed, the screen door swung open, and Lisa stepped into the kitchen. When she saw Paige, she froze. “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t realize anyone else was up. I’ll just get out of your wa—” Her gaze slid toward the messy countertop, and it was as though someone had stuck her blowup body with a pin. Her shoulders slumped, her ribcage caved in, and she shrunk by almost four inches. “Never mind. If you can’t stand to be in the same room as me, then you’ll have to leave.”
Lisa grabbed the oven gloves off the countertop, swung open the oven door, and pulled out a tray of cookies. They looked like chocolate chip, and they smelled delicious.
As the other woman straightened and closed the oven door, her normally pale skin was rosy from the heat. She twisted her neck slightly and, with one exquisite eyebrow raised, stared at Paige. “Well, then, good morning.”