Audrey Cooper has good memories Brighton Cove, Maine. She just hopes the
quiet, coastal village holds enough of them to silence the echoes of
the living hell she endured as a captive in the Middle East. Her
career as a journalist is over, but maybe—someday—she can
convince her terrified muse to come out of hiding.
renovates the farmhouse she inherited from her grandparents, with
her cat as her sole companion, she learns to live with the
loneliness…until the day a handsome stranger with dark, haunted
eyes helps her change a flat tire.
As an artist, widower Lincoln
Stewart has an eye for detail, and there’s
no missing that unmistakable spark of connection. In Audrey’s
company, two years of grief ease into bittersweet memory, and he
finds himself envisioning a future as colorful as his paintings. A
future with Audrey.
Through violent thunderstorms
and terrifying flashbacks, Audrey and Linc
discover their broken pieces fit perfectly—in and out of the
bedroom. But in the shadows, a very real threat lurks. Someone who’ll
stop at nothing to burn their rediscovered dreams to the ground.
First love is always better the second time around.
Basil Manning is happy with his life now that he’s given up on love. He has
everything he needs…the houses he’s building, the mansion he’s
renovating, and his Bernese Mountain Dog, Crash. In spite of his
mother’s insistent attempts to see him married, Basil plans on
staying a bachelor. That is, until he finds himself face-to-face with
the woman who once broke his heart.
Healing from a long-term relationship that turned abusive, Meg Cooper has
flung herself into running her eclectic shop, The Pink Moose. She
can’t afford complications, and the too-hot-for-his-own-good Basil
Manning, her one time almost fiancé, is definitely a complication.
But that irresistible pull between them isn’t over…not by a long
shot. If she’s not careful, she’ll break both their hearts…again.
Jagger Cooper never wanted to live in Brighton Cove. Having given up a
prestigious job with a U.S. senator, he merely intended to use it as
a place to lick his wounds and recharge his batteries as he decided
what came next in his life. The choices were many.
Tyler Channing, war widow and mother to a teenage son never thought of
allowing a man in her life again. Not until her son was grown. She
owed her late husband that much.
That is until that fateful day when he swaggered into her life.
Writing romance stories with passion and sass, Jamie Salisbury has seen
several of her books soar to #1 on Amazon. Her novella, Tudor Rubato
was a finalist in the 2012 RONE awards. The cover won for Best
Contemporary Cover. In 2014, her novel, Life and Lies was nominated
for a RONE in the Erotica category.
Her books are self published.
Music, traveling the globe and history are among her passions when not
writing. Her previous career in public relations in and around the
entertainment field has afforded her with a treasure trove of endless
Having stocked up on groceries and other essential items, I began the trip to my new home a few miles
outside town. I hadn’t gone far when I realized by the thudding and the way the SUV was handling that I
had a flat tire. Brand-new vehicle. Great.
I pulled off to the side of the road and got out to assess the damage. The tire was most definitely flat—
probably from a nail near the house. I would need to speak with the contractor about cleaning up the area
directly around the house and remember not to park too close to the site. Lucky for me, I’d stowed the
shopping bags in the backseat. Getting the spare tire out of the wheel well should be a cinch. I turned on
the hazard lights and popped the back hatch.
A few minutes later, I had the jack in place and was struggling to loosen the tire bolts. They were on tight,
as they should be, but it made it harder for an average woman to change the tire. There had to be an easier
way. This was too much like work.
I was standing up after having taken off the last bolt when a white SUV pulled in behind me with a man
inside. Help was here. He walked up, and the first thing I noticed was his dark eyes. They were the most
beautiful shade of brown I’d ever seen on a man. Scorching. Then he put on a pair of sunglasses. Still, he
was handsome, with his matching dark brown, shoulder-length hair, peppered with gray. He was tall and
lanky and appeared quite buff. Judging by the tan he was sporting, he might work outdoors.
“Need some help?” he asked in a gravelly voice.
“Yes, please.” I nodded, not knowing if I could speak coherently if he asked me anything more. My heart
was in my throat, and gooseflesh covered me. How could I be so instantly attracted to someone?
“I see you’ve done the hard part. I’ll pull this tire off and get you back on the road in a few minutes.”
I nodded again.
I watched him as he pulled off the flat and looked it over before grabbing the spare from the back. He had
to be at least six foot three, and he even walked sexy.
“Looks like you ran over a nail. Need to stay out of construction sites.”
He bent over and picked up one of the lug nuts. The view of his tight ass in those formfitting jeans was
heaven. I wondered if he was married. I hadn’t noticed a wedding ring. Hell, that didn’t mean a thing
A few minutes later, he was finished and everything was stowed back in my vehicle.
He straightened and dusted off his hands before he held one out to me. “I’m Linc, by the way. If you need
someone to fix your flat, go see Dwight. Tell him I sent you, and he’ll make sure to get it repaired
“Thank you, Linc. I’m Audrey,” I replied, shaking his hand and hoping I wouldn’t tie my tongue in knots.
“What do I owe you?”
“Not a thing.” He grinned. Perfect smile. Perfect man. “You have a nice rest of your day, and remember
what I said. Stay away from those construction sites.”
“I’ll try. Thank you again.”
“My pleasure, Audrey.”
I watched that fine ass as he walked back to his SUV. Damn, I certainly hoped he lived nearby. If he was
any indication of what the men looked like around here, I didn’t see myself leaving any time soon.
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