A New Leash On Love
Will true love strike twice…?Army vet Matt Fielding is finding a puppy for his niece. Even if it means encountering ex Claire Asher —spotted at the local animal shelter! He can’t refuse her offer of puppy training, but soon their reunion brings back memories and sparks fly!
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Will true love strike twice...
...at the Furever Paws shelter?
Army vet Matt Fielding is backâfor goodâand finding a puppy for his niece. Heâs also avoiding Claire Asher, his high school exâspotted at the local animal shelter! He canât refuse her offer of puppy training, but soon their friendly reunion brings back memories of their teenage love, and sparks fly. Will their rekindled affair lead Matt to put a ring on it?
MELISSA SENATE has written many novels for Mills & Boon and other publishers, including her debut, See Jane Date, which was made into a TV movie. She also wrote seven books for Mills & Boon under the pen name Meg Maxwell. Her novels have been published in over twentyfive countries. Melissa lives on the coast of Maine with her teenage son; their rescue shepherd mix, Flash; and a lap cat named Cleo. For more information, please visit her website, melissasenate.com.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-09058-2
A NEW LEASH ON LOVE
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Published in Great Britain 2019
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Contents
The gray-muzzled, three-legged Lab mix gnawing on a chew toy in his kennel at the Furever Paws Animal Rescue sure reminded Matt Fielding of himself. The dog was big, and so was Matt, at six foot one, with muscles honed by the United States Army. Matt wasnât missing a leg, but heâd come scarily close, an IED injuring him to the point that heâd been medically retired three months ago, spending that timeâuntil yesterdayâin base rehab. He had only a slight limp now, but kneeling down in front of the old dogâs kennel had taken a good fifteen seconds.
Iâd take you home in a heartbeat, Hank, he thought, his gaze on the dogâs chart. The ten-year-old was an âowner surrender.â Among the sadder words, for sure. His heart went out to the old guy stuck in this limbo between homesâlike Matt was. But his sister would kill him if he walked through the door of her pristine house with a huge senior dog. And getting on her bad side right now wasnât a good idea.
The former army corporal had his orderâand it was to find his sisterâs eight-year-old daughter, Mattâs adored niece, Ellie, a suitable puppy. Suitable, of course, was a relative term. Old Hank might have spoken to Mattâs soul, but he wasnât here to find himself a dog. Pets required commitment and a solid home, not a guy who had no idea where heâd be a week or two from now. Thirty-six and his life up in the air. If anyone had told Matt, so focused from the time he joined the army at eighteen, that one day heâd be at a loss for what came next, he wouldnât have believed it. Until three months ago, he
