The mob wants Gabe Vaughn dead. Sleepy little Lobster Cove seems as good a place as any to hide. The red-headed owner of the coffee shop needs help; Gabe's family owned a bakery. He could think of worse ways to occupy his time while he lays low.
On one hand, Julie is convinced heaven answered her prayers when she needed help the most. On the other, the tall, dark stranger with secrets in his eyes has made it clear he is only passing through. Is her mysterious new employee hiding something? Or is he really an angel in disguise?
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Rating: Sweet
Page Count: 200
Word Count: 46120
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Excerpt:
He took her lips with his and kissed her deeply.
Did that mean he loved her, as well? She wouldn’t ask. “I don’t want you to go. What if they find you? What if…?”
“No more what ifs. I’ll be fine.”
He hugged her close. Julie thought her heart was going to break. Gabe could die. What would she do? “You’d better be.”
They kissed again. And again. Until Julie’s head was swimming, her body crying for release.
Instead of doing anything about it, Gabe gently pulled away and walked her to the door. “Once I’m a free man, we’ll take up where we left off.”
Moments later, she found herself outside his door, her keys in her hand. Dazed, she looked at him, couldn’t believe he was sending her home when she wanted to stay.
“I’ll see you in the morning, Julie. I have more to do now than ever before.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ll be gone a few days. I’ll put as much pastry as I can in the freezer so all you’ll have to do is frost the cupcakes and put out the cookies. You’re a whiz at making the tarts, so they’ll be no problem. It’s the best I can do.”
“Oh, Gabe. I don’t care about any of that. I just care about you.”
“Call it my way of caring about you.”
He kissed her lightly on the lips. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
His door shut, and she stood there, unable to move, unable to absorb the story he’d just unfolded.
She’d known all along Gabe was a man of mystery—a dangerous man. Her instincts were right on that score. But a cop? One who was hunted by the mob? It was unreal.
She walked slowly to her car. She wanted to cry, but her eyes stayed dry.
She had to trust what he said, that he’d come back. Could she?
She hadn’t known when he walked through her front door that she’d fall in love.
Her heart trip-hammering in her chest, she started the motor and drove home.
Gabe was leaving.
Would he keep his promise and come back?
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