When a minor health scare dampens Jillian Sinclair’s Christmas glee, she retreats to a beach cottage with the goal of fixing her life. Owning a car dealership is no longer exciting and she wants a change. But to what?
While the snow collects and the wind blows, Jill makes big plans that don’t include the handsome-as-sin recluse with the charming smile. She’d tried the love thing before, but flings are more fun and less prone to heartache. Too bad the holiday romance didn’t get the memo. Now the L word keeps popping into her head and crowding out common sense.
Patrick Evans has his own reasons for hiding in a big empty house with a killer view of the ocean, number one being to write his next book by deadline. Still not recovered from a tragedy and the secrets it uncovered, the last thing he needs is to be enticed by the beautiful woman next door. But there’s no avoiding her, and after one kiss, he stops trying.
Their days together are numbered. Jill will head off on her adventure and Patrick will resume his lonely existence.
Exactly what they both want – right?
While the snow collects and the wind blows, Jill makes big plans that don’t include the handsome-as-sin recluse with the charming smile. She’d tried the love thing before, but flings are more fun and less prone to heartache. Too bad the holiday romance didn’t get the memo. Now the L word keeps popping into her head and crowding out common sense.
Patrick Evans has his own reasons for hiding in a big empty house with a killer view of the ocean, number one being to write his next book by deadline. Still not recovered from a tragedy and the secrets it uncovered, the last thing he needs is to be enticed by the beautiful woman next door. But there’s no avoiding her, and after one kiss, he stops trying.
Their days together are numbered. Jill will head off on her adventure and Patrick will resume his lonely existence.
Exactly what they both want – right?