Fortune's Fresh Start
A second chance at love… And the family he never knew he wanted. Successful businessman Callum Fortune doesn’t need personal complications slowing his pace – least of all beautiful widow Becky Averill. Callum’s convinced he’s not cut out for commitment. So why is he torn between moving on – and moving in!
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He’s determined to create a legacy…
There’s a new breed of Fortune in town…
In the small Texas burg of Rambling Rose, real estate investor Callum Fortune is making a big splash. The last thing he needs is any personal complications slowing his pace—least of all nurse Becky Averill, a beautiful widow with twin baby girls. Callum’s past has convinced him he’s not cut out for commitment. Yet, drawn to Becky in ways he can’t understand, Callum is torn between moving on…and moving in!
MICHELLE MAJOR grew up in Ohio but dreamed of living in the mountains. Soon after graduating with a degree in journalism, she pointed her car west and settled in Colorado. Her life and house are filled with one great husband, two beautiful kids, a few furry pets and several well-behaved reptiles. She’s grateful to have found her passion writing stories with happy endings. Michelle loves to hear from her readers at michellemajor.com.
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ISBN: 978-0-008-90312-1
FORTUNE’S FRESH START
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To Jennie. Thanks for all the fun times
and morning chats. I treasure our friendship
Contents
Note to Readers
“You’re going to be late to your own party.”
Callum Fortune turned at the sound of his sister’s teasing voice. “It’s a ribbon-cutting ceremony, Squeak. Not a cocktail gala.”
Stephanie Fortune, younger than Callum by three years but the oldest of David and Marci Fortune’s four daughters, approached Callum’s shiny silver truck. Her pale red hair was pulled back in a braid and she wore dark jeans and a gray sweater that could have benefited from a lint roller. As a vet tech and all-around animal lover, Stephanie was often covered in dog and cat fur. Or whatever breed of animal she was caring for that day. Her heart was as big as her personality and one of the things Callum loved most about her.
“It’s past time you stop calling me that,” she told him with an exaggerated eye roll. “What if someone in Rambling Rose hears you and the nickname catches on? I’d be mortified.”
“It’s our secret,” he promised with a wink. “But you’ll always be my Pipsqueak no matter where life takes either of us.”
“I’m home,” Stephanie said, her tone definitive. “There’s no other place I’d rather be.”
“Then I’m glad you came along on this adventure.”
Callum agreed there was something special about Rambling Rose, Texas. The small town sat equidistant between the larger metropolitan areas of Houston and Austin. Callum had first learned about it through a documentary,
