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HERE FRIDAY

TRACY BROGAN

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Emily Callaghan never expected to spend another summer on Wenniway Island. Yet here she is, back in her quaint northern Michigan hometown of Trillium Bay, divorced, flat broke, and dragging along her precocious twelve-year-old. It’s a simple arrangement: Emily, a house flipper, will renovate one of her grandmother’s rental properties in exchange for a much-needed loan. Once a wild child, the reformed Emily also hopes to remodel her reputation and show her family she’s all grown up.

But coming home is never simple. Emily’s dad is more distant than ever. Her younger sister is dating a much older man, and Emily’s worried it’s a mistake. The cottage remodel grows increasingly daunting. And then there’s handsome out-of-towner Ryan Taggert…

Ryan has his own family drama. A smart, ambitious land developer, he’s come to Wenniway to rescue his father from the grips of a new girlfriend and protect their family business. But he’s quickly distracted by gorgeous, witty Emily Callaghan.

There’s no denying the attraction between Emily and Ryan. But will their conflicting interests destroy any chance at love? Or will Emily finally get the chance to rebuild her life—and repair her heart?

“That’s where I’m staying. Gigi’s house,” Emily said softly.

Ryan turned the corner with her, still holding her hand. He had no intention of going home without a few more of those kisses, especially after she’d just shared such a sad story. He had every intention of cheering her up.

“I can probably make it from here.” She stopped and turned toward him.

He pulled their clasped hands up between them. “I’m sure you can, but since this is such an old-fashioned place, I’ve decided to act like an old-fashioned gentleman. I’m going to walk you all the way to the front steps. Then I’m going to hope you invite me up to sit on the porch swing for a spell.”

His lame attempt at charm seemed to do the trick. “For a spell?”

“Isn’t that what they used to say in the old days? I think I saw that in a movie once.”

“Uh, sure. I guess I can’t argue with that. So, Mr. Taggert, would you care to join me on the front porch swing and sit for a spell?”

“I would like that very much, Miss Chambers.”

“Delightful.” They walked the short distance up the street and climbed the porch steps. A sconce light near the front door glowed amber, but the inside of the house was dark. Ryan spotted a swing off to one side, covered with flowered cushions. It looked very inviting and just the sort of place where a guy like him could steal a kiss. Even better than at the top of a lighthouse, although in truth, he was not that picky. He’d kiss her just about anywhere.

“I think we are fresh out of mint juleps, but I do believe there’s some cold beer in the fridge. Or a glass of wine?” she asked.

“Why, Miss Chambers, do you intend to get me intoxicated and take advantage?”

Emily smiled. “You sound very optimistic, Mr. Taggert. So, beer or wine?”

Well, now he was feeling optimistic. “Either. Whatever you’re having. As long as it’s beer.”

The porch swing gave a charming, predictable creak as he sat down, and a few minutes later the porch light turned off and Emily returned with two bottles of beer. She sat down next to him, turning sideways and bringing her bent leg up to rest on the cushion between them. She handed him a bottle.

“Cheers,” she said, but her smile said something else entirely.

Tracy Brogan is an award-winning, bestselling novelist who writes fun, funny stories about ordinary people finding extraordinary love. She’s a three-time finalist of the Romance Writers of America ® RITA award for excellence in romantic fiction for her Bell Harbor series, including CRAZY LITTLE THING, THE BEST MEDICINE, and LOVE ME SWEET. Brogan is a recipient of the Amazon Publishing Diamond award, the winner of several Golden Quill and Booksellers Best awards, and her books have consistently been on the Wall Street Journal and Amazon bestseller lists. Her novels have been translated into several languages including German, Spanish, French, Turkish, and Japanese. Brogan lives in Michigan, the state shaped like a mitten, and is therefore prone to pointing to the palm of her hand to indicate where she’s from. She loves to hear from readers so contact her at tracybrogan@att.net or visit her website at tracybrogan.com.