The town’s favorite troublemaker, Avery Hamilton, is all grown up and has returned to Warm Springs—this time to stay. She used to envision following in her grandfather’s footsteps and opening her own general practice. But, that dream was before. Before she made the mistake that derailed her life, a mistake she’s tried hard to put behind her. Returning to the one place she loves most in the world will help her heal, but not before the man she’d left waiting forces her to confront her past.
Everyone’s favorite cop, Nick Holloway, has his sights set on making detective, but when the one woman he thought could’ve been the one blows back into town, his world tilts on its axis. While focused on his future, his life starts to unravel, both professionally and personally. And, the one person Nick never saw coming is the one who hates him enough to stop at nothing in order to ruin his life. Even if that means hurting the people he loves.
Nick and Avery must find a way to let go of their pasts to secure a future, but if the man out for revenge has his way, they may not get the chance.
The girl he’s always wanted and the man who wants him dead, but he never saw coming, will converge in Warm Springs. It’s up to Nick to get the woman of his dreams to admit her feelings and to save them both from the faceless man from his past.
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One last morning of freedom. That’s what Avery had before her first nightshift at the new medical center. Her first job as an attending, she reminded herself. Finally. After three years of residency, this was it. Twelve more hours and her career would begin.
She’d spent the previous night low key, though her nerves jumped inside her. She’d played cards with Honey and Vera at the house, and then reviewed some notes, after they’d gone to bed.
“Make sure you get some sleep today.” Honey sipped her morning coffee from her favorite floral mug. “You don’t want to be dead on your feet on your first night.”
Honey was right, she did need to draw the shades and get in a nap soon, but first, she had to alleviate some of her nervous energy.
As the first glimmer of sun appeared and the grandfather clock in the hallway chimed, she jumped up from her chair, unable to stand the early morning tranquility any longer.
Honey took her attention away from the newspaper and eyed her over her glasses. “What are you doing, child?”
Avery slid into her jacket and zipped it. “I need to go out for a little while.”
She smiled and leaned over to peck Honey goodbye on the cheek. It almost seemed like Avery was a little girl getting ready for her first day of school as opposed to a grown woman starting a new job.
“I’ll see you when I get back, before I go to bed.”
The wind and grass rushed by in a blur as Avery increased the throttle and shifted into the next gear. This was what she needed before her job started. A job where she’d be confined inside for days at a time. Before she started saving lives, she craved the chance to feel the warm air, the speed, the freedom of the open road. She glanced at the RPM reading and shifted again, this time smiling inside her helmet.
The pastures on either side of the road were beautiful as the early morning sun sent shafts of light streaking across them changing the muted colors to bright jewel tones. The green corn stalks were alive and full and that’s exactly how she felt as she came up over the hill. Alive.
A siren cut off and on. She glanced in her mirror and sure enough a police cruiser was behind her, lights flashing. Her stomach dropped when she saw the speedometer. There was no way she was getting out of this one.
Pulled over to the side of the road, kickstand out, but still straddling the bike, she waited for the officer to make his way to her. She could hear the loose rocks crunch beneath his government issued boots as he approached, but she didn’t turn. What could she say?
“Ma’am, do you have any idea how fast you were going?”
At the familiar voice, she pulled her helmet off and smiled. “Hello, Nick. Miss me?”
Christina Kirby holds a degree in Public Relations from Auburn University. She worked in banking for four and a half years before deciding to become a stay at home mom to her two sons. Moving every couple of years because of her husband’s job, Christina has had the opportunity to meet all kinds of people and live in many different states. Fortunately, writing is something she can take with her no matter where she lives. Christina is an avid reader of romance, young adult and anything having to do with pop culture. She also knows a copy of Entertainment Weekly and a chocolate chip cookie can cure anything.
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