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The alarm on my phone buzzes, reminding me it’s time for me to grab Adley, so I rise from the couch and stare around the room before walking out and locking the cottage behind me. Tomorrow, after I drop off Adley at school, I’ll come here, and maybe if I’m lucky, I won’t have to call my editor and tell her I don’t have a manuscript.

My phone dings as I climb into my SUV. It’s my cousin, Harper.

Did you know that Hudson is coaching Matt Peterson today?

No. But they’re friends from what I know.

He’s in town, and if you want to finish that book of yours, maybe you should get on top of Matt for a night for inspiration. The man is GORGEOUS.

Calm down there kitten. :P

Oh I don’t want him. I overheard that he’s having dinner at Hudson’s tonight. Just do a drop by to see for yourself.

I’m not really interested.

You will be. Report back on how he looks out of all that snowboarder gear.

I roll my eyes. My cousin is such a hornball.

BYE Harper.

You’re a buzzkill.

I drop my phone in the center console and back out of the driveway to head toward the school, but what Harper said echoes through my thoughts as I drive. Do I need to have sex to get me in the mood to write this book? And if so, Matt Peterson would be perfect. His reputation makes it clear he doesn’t want anything serious, so it could be a one-and-done or maybe even a fling while he’s here.

No. I don’t need to sleep with a man in order to write a romance novel. Everyone knows book boyfriends are so much better than the real thing. What could a playboy snowboarder teach me? Nothing.

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