Mid-August Anchor Bay, Maine

CHAPTER 1

Lilly Brighton pulled in behind the moving truck stopped in front of her new residence. It wasn’t a new house, but it was new to her. The quaint, two-story cottage style, typical of southern coastal Maine, was a far cry from the rambling ranch house she sold when she left Arlington, Texas. The movers rolled up the large door at the rear of the truck, pulling out rolling carts and dollies and began unloading. It didn’t take long for them ...

Lilly opened boxes while she and Jeannie chatted and sorted out her kitchen. An hour later the kitchen was set up and a second pot of coffee was brewing. By the time Jeannie said goodbye Lilly had discovered Jeannie and Wes had been high school sweethearts who married right after graduation twenty years ago, that Wes was the part time harbormaster, and they had two daughters Heather 19 and Julie 16. She learned about the local handyman/construction team of brothers Boomer and Billy Clancy, and the grocer...

CHAPTER 3

Lilly pulled into her garage ready to collapse. It had been a long day, but she smiled as she looked over the happy front of her new home. She unloaded her car and laughed as she pulled the garage door down. Time for an automatic door. She smiled again when she entered the house, kicking off her shoes, dropping off her purse on the small table near the front door and headed to the kitchen to put away her groceries. She left the bag with the bathroom items, and the hardware items in the of...

CHAPTER 4

The next morning Lilly placed the call to Boomer asking his availability to check the pipes and water heater. He arranged to come by around 10 am. When she opened the door and saw him filling her doorway, she realized why they called him Boomer. This man was a huge hunk of a man. He was very good-looking and built like a brick wall. Long black hair pulled into a ponytail framed a ruggedly handsome face set off by dark brown eyes and the most sinfully long lashes she had ever seen on a man...