A Husband She Couldn't Forget
Can losing her memory… Help her find her future? When Alyssa Santangelo, is involved in an accident she wakes to find she has no memory of the last seven years, and the fact she is divorced from the only man she’s ever loved! Refusing to accept the end of her marriage she must prove she has not given up on Connor… especially when a night of passion leads to an unexpected surprise…
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The career she couldn’t remember...
The marriage she couldn’t forget
Aly Santangelo’s car accident left her with no memory of the past seven years—not her move to New York, nor her divorce from Connor Bravo. Connor reminds the vulnerable beauty that they’re no longer together, even as he lets her into his home—and his bed. But when unchecked passion leads to an unplanned pregnancy, Aly vows to play for keeps!
CHRISTINE RIMMER came to her profession the long way around. She tried everything from acting to teach-ing to telephone sales. Now she’s finally found work that suits her perfectly. She insists she never had a problem keeping a job—she was merely gaining “life experience” for her future as a novelist. Christine lives with her family in Oregon. Visit her at christinerimmer.com
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ISBN: 978-1-474-09164-0
A HUSBAND SHE COULDN’T FORGET
© 2019 Christine Rimmer
Published in Great Britain 2019
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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Contents
Note to Readers
The accident never should have happened. And it wouldn’t have happened if Alyssa Santangelo hadn’t let herself get distracted by thoughts of the past.
With a long stay in her hometown ahead of her, Aly had promised herself that this time, she would not try to keep a low profile. This time, she wouldn’t be slinking around town like a heartsick fool, trying to avoid any chance she might run into the guy who’d lied and broken her heart and had her served with divorce papers after making zero effort to work things out.
And there. She’d just done it. Let her mind stray into dangerous territory. She wasn’t going to do that. She would not think about him.
And she wasn’t thinking about him. Not really.
She was only reassuring herself as to how this visit would go, only bolstering her resolution to stand tall and be strong. With a deep breath and a determined smile, she focused on the road ahead of her.
The drive from Portland International to Valentine Bay was a beautiful one. They called this section of US Route 26 the Sunset Highway. It wound in and out of the national forest, working its way west toward the setting sun.
It was just twilight on a warm Saturday evening in July. Aly had the windows down in her rental car and the air smelled of spruce and fir. Of Oregon.
Of home.
And her thoughts...
Her thoughts just wouldn’t behave. They kept drifting, wandering, pretending to stay in the present, and then circling back again.
