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Dr. Arabella Stanton is back in Havenbrook, California, seeking a break from her work with Doctors Without Borders. Exhausted and haunted by memories of the refugee camps, she finds solace in the familiar yet changed landscape of her grandmother’s old town. She plans to rest, recuperate, and plan out her next steps—until a persistent knock at her door changes everything.
Garret de la Rosa, a Navy SEAL with his own shadows from missions past, is back in Havenbrook to recover and find some peace. When a mutual friend brings Arabella to his door, he’s bleeding from an injury, and neither expects the connection that sparks between them.
As Arabella and Garret navigate their growing attraction, they also face their personal demons and the reality that their lives are on different paths. Amidst the tranquil beauty of Havenbrook, they find themselves questioning their futures and what they truly want.
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And then she deflated a bit when she realized he was probably just flirting with the doctor. He probably flirted with every girl that crossed his path. She’d seen it a million times with guys and was sure it was a big part of his charm, his trick for getting what he wanted from any woman.
Garret stood. He kept his gaze on her as he did so, and didn’t move back, didn’t keep that normal distance between people. His look darkened as he watched her, and Arabella struggled for air.
“I usually buy a girl dinner before that look comes out of its cage,” Tristan said.
Horrified, Arabella tore her gaze from Garret to look at her friend. Her soon-to-be ex-friend. Tristan merely looked smugly innocent. She rolled her eyes and shook her head, scrambling for something to say. For some way to get out of this ridiculous situation.
She returned her gaze to Garret and deliberately looked him over. “He’s below my standards,” she shot back.
“If you wouldn’t mind lowering your standards,” Garret said, and his voice was a low rumble of amusement.
Amused interest, she thought and tried not to think that.
“I’d love to take you out to dinner. Tomorrow night or the next?”
Her gaze jerked back to his, stunned. She purposely said the standards comment to give him an out.
“I owe you for your services,” Garret added.
Arabella tried—and failed—not to think about the huskiness in his voice. She cleared her throat.
“That’s not necessary,” she said and tried not to snap it. She grinned and hoped it came off as such and not a grimace. “My services aren’t that expensive. A handshake will do.”
About the Author: I’m an East Coaster with an insatiable love for pizza and movies. This love has also produced a chubby girl who thought it would be fun to write a few romances for the fuller ladies. And after a long break from writing, I decided to explore the small, California community of Havenbrook; where curvier ladies find hot guys who fall madly in love! After all, curvier girls need love too.
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