His Proposal, Their Forever

His Proposal, Their Forever
Melissa McClone

What had she done? And what was she going to do now?

Justin McMillian had kissed her again, unexpectedly and thoroughly, as if she were his to command with a touch of his lips. Worse, she had been willing, eager, hungry. She’d wanted to gobble him up. A part of her still did.

Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

For all Bailey knew, her reaction was exactly the response he wanted. Nothing good would come from spending time with Justin. Conflict of interest. Uh, yeah. Kissing was not exactly professional behavior. The inn’s staff and their families were counting on her to win.

She needed to keep her distance from him. He could be playing her. Why wouldn’t he? A charming hotelier and construction hottie who oozed sex appeal must be good at that kind of game.

Her gaze narrowed on Justin heading down the stairs. He looked like a fashion model, handsome in his worn jeans, Henley shirt and flannel jacket. His boots were durable enough to withstand the weeds and rocks below. Handsome, check. Capable, check. Under control, check.

The opposite of her.

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The Coles Of Haley’s Bay:

For this family, love is a shore thing…

His Proposal, Their Forever

Melissa McClone

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

MELISSA McCLONE has published over thirty novels. She has also been nominated for a Romance Writers of America RI TA® Award. She lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband, three school-age children, two spoiled Norwegian elkhounds and cats who think they rule the house. They do! Visit her at www.melissamcclone.com (http://www.melissamcclone.com).

To Margie Lawson and the Wonderblue Wordsmiths: Allie Burton, Linda Dindzans, Amy Mckenna Rae, Megan Menard, Laura Navarre and Sarah Tipton

Special thanks to Amy Mckenna Rae, Lisa Hayden, Terri Reed and Kimberly Field

Contents

Cover (#u83f1b3a5-cfdb-53bf-add6-1fdacb108d0e)

Introduction (#u5776121e-0c6d-5bf7-b206-61f94bde038e)

Title Page (#u58f6eaab-bbcb-57a6-9f31-ffaf3bae6414)

About the Author (#u50f5001e-5799-5d2c-8ebe-cb383864658a)

Dedication (#ua289f852-c45f-5cc6-adc8-3abbd05613d2)

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Extract (#litres_trial_promo)

Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter One (#u502d6214-b9cd-5dba-8903-f59ab94d8f2b)

The hourly chime of tower bells rang through the Piazza del Duomo. Bailey Cole raised her face to let the Florence sunshine kiss her cheeks.

Glong. Glong. D-ding-a-ting-glong.

Not bells from the famous tower, her cell phone ring tone.

Bailey opened her eyes. Not Italy. Home.

Her home. Haley’s Bay, Washington.

She rubbed her face, trying to wake up.

The phone kept ringing.

A glance at the digital clock made her blink: 5:45 a.m. Too early for a social call. Something must be...

Flynn. Bailey’s heart slammed against her chest. Air whooshed from her lungs. Her brother in the navy had mentioned going somewhere in his email last week.

Please let him be safe.

She reached for her phone on the nightstand, read “Grandma” and her phone number on the screen.