Fool's Gold Collection Volume 3: Almost Summer / Summer Days / Summer Nights / All Summer Long
Fabulous New York Times bestselling author Susan Mallery returns with four new Fool's Gold stories about finding love in the unlikeliest of places….Almost SummerAfter a devastating loss, Alistair Woodbury has vowed to live his life alone. But when a trip to Fool’s Gold falls through, beautiful Page McLean offers him a place to stay and warms him with kisses and compassion. Will Alistair’s brief visit turn into a lifetime stay?Summer DaysRafe Stryker made millions facing ruthless adversaries in the boardroom, but nothing could've prepared him to go up against Heidi Simpson in a land dispute. Soon Rafe realises he's finding Heidi—and life as a cowboy—much more compelling than he’d like to admit.Summer NightsShane Stryker is done with passion, and fiery, pint-size redhead Anabelle Weiss is definitely not the quiet rancher’s wife he’s looking for. But when the two must work together for the next Fool’s Gold festival, Shane realises that Anabelle may be exactly what he needs…All Summer LongWhen former underwear model Clay Stryker returns to Fool’s Gold, he finds an unexpected ally in tomboyish Charlie Dixon, someone who knows looks aren’t everything. But when Charlie comes to him with an indecent proposal, they find a heat that lasts all summer long…
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Foolâs Gold Collection Volume 3
Almost Summer
Summer Days
Summer Nights
All Summer Long
Susan Mallery
Table of Contents
Summer Nights
Ever since she was young, Paige McLean has longed to see the world. Still, she never imagined the world would land on her doorstep in the form of a charming British surgeon who needs a place to stay when his plans fall through.
After a devastating loss, Alistair Woodbury has vowed to live his life alone. But in all his travels, he hasnât encountered a town as welcoming as Foolâs Gold, nor a woman as caringâor as beautifulâas Paige. Her compassion warms him almost as much as their stolen kisses.
When itâs Alistairâs time to leave, will his brief visit turn into a lifetime stay?
A Foolâs Gold series novella.
âStop! Donât come any closer.â
Paige McLean stared at the man standing between her and the front door to her friendâs house. As a rule she didnât mind a well-placed bit of instruction, but she was running late and had places to be when she left here.
âOr what?â she asked, tucking her yoga mat under one arm and doing her best to look stern and intimidating. Not that she was good at either. âThis is a public sidewalk. You canât stop me from going anywhere.â
Technically, they were standing on a private walkway but unless the guy was a lawyer or a surveyor, he might not think of that.
The man covered his mouth and coughed. He held up his other hand and waved her away. âI mean it. Iâm contagious.â
He had a nice voice, she thought. Sexy, with a British accent. The thrill of the sound faded and she was able to focus on what heâd actually said.
âYikes.â She took a step back. âWhatâs wrong with you?â She paused, not wanting the question to sound too hostile. âMedically, I mean. Iâm not commenting on any personal issues.â
âPersonal what?â
âIssues. You know. Like youâre unable to commit or you drive too fast. Whatever. Itâs fine. We all have flaws. I assume the best of people, which isnât really a flaw, I suppose. So far I havenât been let down. I have a miserable time figuring out what to tip. Iâve heard itâs good to double the tax, but donât different states have different tax rates? Is that really dependable?â
She paused to look into his dark blue eyes. They were slightly dilated and unfocused. âAre you okay?â
âNot really.â
The front door opened and Simon Bradley, her friend Montanaâs husband, stepped out.
âPaige, you need to step back.â
âSo Iâve been told. Whatâs going on?â
Simon sighed. âAlistair Woodbury is a colleague of mine. Heâs here for a visit. Unfortunately, he has the measles. Apparently his vaccination didnât take.â
âUh-oh.â Paige might not have kids herself, but she knew measles and pregnant women didnât mix. Montana was about seven months along. âHe canât stay with you.â
âWe know that, thanks,â Alistair said, coughing again. He was pale and looked like he might be clammy.
âWhat are you going to do?â she asked, thinking a hotel wasnât really an option. Exposing tourists to an active case of measles certainly wasnât visitor friendly.
âIâm looking for somewhere right now,â Simon admitted.
âHe can stay with me,â Paige said before she could stop herself. âIâve had the measles. Wow, that was a painful rash. I remember it. Aunt Sophia took pictures. I still have them.â
âHow helpful,â Alistair said.
Paige pointed her finger at him. âNot nice. Youâre in a strange town, youâre sick and Iâm all that stands between you and the infectious disease ward of the local hospital. Iâd be a little friendlier if I were you.â
Alistair surprised her by flashing a gorgeous, if weak, smile. âPoint taken. My apologies.â
âAll of them or just some?â
âAs Iâm about ten minutes from passing out, you can have all of them.â He swayed as he spoke.
