Ana
DaSilva is looking for a palate cleanser. A one night stand. A reboot.
Instead,
she got fireworks, sparks, chemistry, and the perfect guy. No one wants to meet
Mr. Right when he should just be Mr. Rebound, but Mr. Right is so, so right.
But then
he went from Mr. Right to Mr. Never, because when she learns she’s pregnant
three days after that wonderful night with Dennis, she realizes her sleazy drug
dealing ex not only left her with the legal mess she knew about, he gave her a
life-long present.
One that
means ignoring Dennis’ texts and phone calls, no matter how much she wants to
answer.
Dennis
Luview wants to escape his pain. Coming back to his hometown of Luview, Maine - the cheesy tourist
trap where every day was Valentine’s Day - means facing a past he left behind
twenty-four years ago. Yes, his family is loving, and sure, he has roots that
go bone-deep in the small town community where people step up for each other.
But the
naive eighteen-year-old who left to serve his country is now a retired Special
Ops vet with a heavy entourage of ghosts and PTSD. No woman deserves all the
baggage he’s lugging around.
Including
Ana, who clearly wants nothing to do with him, no matter how intense their one
haunting encounter really was.
Which is
why six months after that hot night, he’s stunned to find her in his hometown,
at a bridal shower, her ripe, pregnant belly swelling under a gorgeous yellow
sundress.
A public
confrontation turns into a very private reunion, and as Dennis pursues Ana she
opens up, but is he crazy to want her — and what turns out to be another man’s
baby — to settle down and find stability and love?
Or is he
deluding himself that he’s remotely worth the happiness an instant family could
offer, after his terrible past?
If
you’re looking for a secret(ish) baby, one-night stand, strangers-to-lovers
romance set in a town where every day is Valentine’s Day, with a veteran with
PTSD who volunteers at an animal-rescue sanctuary and a therapist who keeps
picking the wrong men (until now), then settle in with a cup of coffee to read
the final book in the Love You, Maine series that features the Luview family.
One-night
stand
Strangers
to lovers
Secret(ish)
baby
… and a sugar glider named Magic
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Author Bio:
New
York Times and USA
Today bestselling author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge.
Since 2013, she has sold more than 2 million books, with 4 New York Times
bestsellers and more than 21 appearances on the USA Today bestseller list.
Her books have been translated into French, German, and Italian, with more
titles releasing in the future.
From
billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy
in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire,
she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet
(and he isn't a billionaire she met in a romantic comedy).
She
lives in New England with her husband and three children where she is the only
person in the household with the gene required to change empty toilet paper
rolls.
She
loves to hear from her readers by email at julia@jkentauthor.com, on Twitter @jkentauthor,
on Facebook at @jkentauthor, and on Instagram @jkentauthor. Visit her at http://jkentauthor.com
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EXCERPT
Oh.
Oh.
Oh, my goodness.
“Brie,” she said, her knees going weak, her body starting to
tremble like that teen boy’s hands. “It’s–help.”
“Help? What’s wrong? Is it the baby?”
Sharp as a tack, Lucinda left the boy hanging and turned to
her.
“Ana? What’s wrong? Do you need to sit? Is something wrong
with the baby?”
Time changed.
Each second skipped like a stone on water, like a
hummingbird’s wings, like there was all the time in the world yet every bit of it
was gone.
She took a step backward. Then another, her belly going heavy,
her heart completely confused in her chest, trying to decide whether to jump
for joy…
…or flee screaming.
The group of people was moving closer, step by step, each
one more final than the last.
Each one clearer than the last.
The big man in the navy t-shirt, wearing sunglasses he was
now slowly removing as he looked at her like an assassin peering through a
rifle sight was, indeed, Dennis.
Her Dennis.
Dennis from their one night stand.
“ANA!” Brie said loudly. “What’s going on?”
At Brie’s words, Dennis’s sunglasses dropped to the ground,
his legs faster than she ever imagined something so thick could be. He ran
around his group, startling the lumberjack dude, making the fashionable woman
wobble on her high heels.
“Hey!” the guy called out, but Dennis ran, coming to an
abrupt halt, his eyes on her belly.
Her big, ripe belly, as round as the sun.
Then he looked at her eyes.
Her belly.
Her eyes.
“Ana?” His face
reflected her own yearning, her desperate wish, her desire, her–
“Dennis, I can explain–”
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