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“Thank you.” He raised the rose to his nose and pretended to take a long inhale. Peering over the top of the bud, he added, “You know what this means, don’t you?”

“A one-­on-­one date?” she teased.

He nodded and tried to look serious. But hell, he hadn’t been the solemn one in his family for a long damn time. And the woman who’d just handed him a rose knew it.

“Not just any date,” he said. “A hot tub date.”

He stepped back and took her hand. Then, still holding the rose in one hand, he grasped tight to hers and headed for the French doors.

“Time for some serious conversation,” she added.

“Very,” he agreed as he paused to toss the rose on the bed behind them. With his free hand, he pulled at the only thing covering his naked, eager body. His towel hit the floor and he opened the door. “How about I start while you undress?”

She let go of him and followed him out on the patio, pulling her shirt over her head as she walked.

“First, I’m going to start with your breasts. And I have a big decision to make. Should I press your tits together and dip my tongue between your breasts? Or—­”

Her laughter drowned out his words and filled his heart.

“Save that conundrum for later? How about this.” He held out his hand. “Come here, Caroline, and let me love you.”

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SERVING TROUBLE

Five years ago, Josie Fairmore left timber country in search of a bright future. Now she’s back home with a mountain of debt and reeling from a loss that haunts her. Desperate for a job, she turns to the one man she wishes she could avoid. The man who rocked her world one wild night and then walked right out of it.

Former Marine Noah Tager is managing his dad’s bar and holding tight to the feeling that his time overseas led to failure. The members of his small town think he’s a war hero, but after everything he’s witnessed, Noah doesn’t want a pat on the back. The only thing he desires is a second chance with his best friend’s little sister.

Josie’s determined to hold on to her heart and not repeat her mistakes, but when danger arrives on Noah’s doorstep and takes aim at Josie, they just might discover that sometimes love is worth the risk.

An Excerpt from

SERVING TROUBLE

“I DROVE TO the wrong bar.”

Josie Fairmore stared up at the unlit sign towering above the nearly vacant parking lot, her cell phone pressed to her ear. Nothing changed in Forever, Oregon. Everything from the ­people to the names of the bars remained the same. The triplets, who had to be over a hundred now, still owned The Three Sisters Café downtown. Every car and truck she’d sped past had the high school football team’s flag mounted on the roof or featured on the bumper. And her father was still the chief of police.

Nothing changed. That was why she’d left for college and never looked back.

Until now.

She’d blown past the Forever town line ten minutes ago. She’d driven straight to the place that promised a rescue from her current hell. And she’d parked under the sign, which appeared determined to prove her wrong.

“Josephine Fairmore, it is ten thirty in the morning,” Daphne said through the phone, her tone oddly stern for the owner of a strip club situated outside the town limits. “The fact that you’re at a bar might be your first mistake.”

Damn. If the owner of The Lost Kitten was her voice of reason, Josie was screwed.

“When did they take the ‘country’ out of Big Buck’s Country Bar?” Josie stared at the letters above the entrance to the town’s oldest bar. She twirled the key to her red Mini, which looked out of place beside the lone monster truck in the lot. She should probably take the car back to the city. The Mini didn’t belong in the land of four-­wheelers, pickups, and logging trucks. The red car would miss the parking garage.

But I can’t afford the parking garage anymore. I can’t even pay my rent. Or my bills. . .

“Big Buck gave in three years ago,” Daphne explained, drawing Josie’s attention back to the bar parking lot. “He decided to take Noah’s advice and get rid of the mechanical bull. He wanted to attract the college crowd.”

“He got rid of the bull before I went to college.” And before his son left to join the United States Marine Corps. She should know. She’d ridden the bull at his going away party.

With Noah.

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