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Bountiful

No last names. No life stories. Those were the rules.

Once upon a time a cocky, copper-haired tourist sauntered into Zara’s bar. And even though she knew better, Zara indulged in a cure for the small-town blues. It was supposed to be an uncomplicated fling—a few sizzling weeks before he went back to his life, and she moved on.

Until an accidental pregnancy changed her life.

Two years later, she’s made peace with the notion that Dave From Brooklyn will never be found. Until one summer day when he walks into her coffee shop, leveling her with the same hot smile that always renders her defenseless.

Hockey star Dave Beringer has never forgotten the intense month he spent with prickly Zara. Their nights together were the first true intimacy he’d ever experienced. But the discovery of his child is the shock of a lifetime, and his ugly past puts relationships and family out of reach.

Or does it? Vermont’s countryside has a way of nurturing even tortured souls. The fields and the orchards—and hard won love—are Bountiful.
349 бумажных страниц
Дата публикации оригинала
2017
Год выхода издания
2017
Издательство
Heart Eyes Press LLC
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Впечатления

  • Lila Duchmenделится впечатлением5 лет назад

    Wonderful book.

  • Camilla Dahl Lersøeделится впечатлением5 лет назад
    👍Worth reading
    💞Loved Up
    🚀Unputdownable
    😄LOLZ
    🐼Fluffy
    💧Soppy

    Awwwwww 😍🤩

  • Louise Nørskov Thorstedделится впечатлением2 года назад
    👍Worth reading

Цитаты

  • Lila Duchmenцитирует5 лет назад
    darkened copper penny watching me from a barstool. I’d seen him around a few times. He and his friends liked the booth in the back corner. Mr. Hot liked Vermont ales, and when his friends were around, they sometimes drank tequila. The top-shelf stuff. And they were good tippers.
  • Pradishma Nagvekarцитирует5 лет назад
    He grinned. And then he did something even more unexpected. He reached over and pulled me into a brief, tight hug. “It’s good to see you again,” he whispered right into my ear. “I can’t imagine the time you’ve had.”
  • Pradishma Nagvekarцитирует5 лет назад
    When I got a look at her expression, a small bark of shocked laughter escaped from my throat. Her face was miniature, but it was all business. Outta my way, mister. And her eyes—dark brown, with an intensity that was all her mother. The familiarity stole my breath.

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