New York Times bestselling sensation Susan Mallery returns to Foolâs Gold, California, where itâs true that sometimes you have to kiss a few frogsâ¦
Former pro-football kicker Sam Ridge has notoriously bad luck with womenâfrom cheaters to fame chasers. Still, the gorgeous brunette at the bar in Foolâs Gold looks harmlessâuntil she takes him home and he discovers a room devoted to securing a man, for life.
Dellina Hopkins never guessed that storing gowns from a friendâs bridal boutique would chase away her first and only fling. After her parents died, she skipped her âwild youthâ to raise her sisters. She doesnât want forever from Sam, but one nightâall nightâwouldâve been nice.
His clean getaway gets messy when his firm hires Dellina to plan an event. As long hours lead to late nights, the two succumb to temptation again. Has Samâs luck finally changed? Or this time, will Dellina be the one to run?
Praise for New York Times bestselling author Susan Mallery
âThis book is a dynamite read filled with humor, compassion and sexy sizzle.â
âRT Book Reviews on Three Little Words, Top Pick!
âBoth smile and tear inducing. Mallery is one of a kind.â
âRT Book Reviews on Two of a Kind, Top Pick!
âMallery delivers another engaging romance in magical Foolâs Gold.â
âKirkus Reviews on Just One Kiss
âIn her second âBlackberry Islandâ novel, Mallery has again created an engrossing tale of emotional growth and the healing power of friendship as these three âsistersâ meet lifeâs challenges.â
âLibrary Journal on Three Sisters
âThe wildly popular and prolific Mallery can always be counted on to tell an engaging story of modern romance.â
âBooklist on Summer Nights
âMallery infuses her story with eccentricity, gentle humor, and small-town shenanigans, and readers...will enjoy the connection between Heidi and Rafe.â
âPublishers Weekly on Summer Days
âRomance novels donât get much better than Malleryâs expert blend of emotional nuance, humor and superb storytelling.â
âBooklist
âSusan Mallery is one of my favorites.â
â#1 New York Times bestselling author Debbie Macomber
To 2013 Foolâs Gold Co-Head Cheerleader Angela. Knowing you is a joy. I admire your strength and your optimism in the face of obstacles. You brighten every life you touch and the world is a better place because you are in it. Thank you for your friendship. This one is for you. Armadillo.
Being the âmomâ of an adorable, spoiled little dog, I know the joy that pets can bring to our lives. Animal welfare is a cause I have long supported. For me that means giving to Seattle Humane. At their 2013 Tuxes and Tails fund-raiser, I offered âYour pet in a romance novel.â
In this book you will meet a wonderful little Pomeranian named Caramel. Her owner was one of two auction winners and this is her story.
One of the things that makes writing special is interacting in different ways with people. Some I talk to for research. Some are readers who want to talk characters and story lines, and some are fabulous pet parents. Caramelâs dad is a special guy who loves his little girl so much. When he told me about her, she came alive. I hope I have captured her wonderful spirit in this book.
My thanks to him, to Caramel and to the amazing people at Seattle Humane (www.seattlehumane.org). Because every pet deserves a loving family.
CHAPTER ONE
âRETURNING TO THE scene of the crime?â Dellina Hopkins asked as she stared at the dark-haired man standing on her porch. She supposed the polite response to his presence was to invite him in. And she would...in a minute. But first she was going to make him work for it.
Sam Ridge, all six feet of dark-eyed, arrogant handsomeness, narrowed his gaze. âYouâre not going to make this easy, are you?â he asked.
Dellina smiled. âNo. Would you, if you were me?â
He surprised her by flashing a grin. âNo, I wouldnât.â
âAn honest man.â She bumped the door open wider with her hip and stepped back to let him in. âItâs a miracle.â
He moved into the house. Dellina let the screen door slam into place, but left the thick wooden door open. It was summer in Foolâs Gold, and plenty warm. The breeze would be nice. Plusâand this was the part she would never admit to Samâhaving the door open meant they werenât totally alone. Okay, they were alone, but it didnât feel so intimate. And based on what had happened the last time theyâd been together in this house, that was a good thing.
Sam paused in the middle of her living room, as if not sure where to go. His head turned slightly and she had a feeling he was glancing down the hallâtoward her bedroom. No doubt remembering what had happened some five months ago.