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~ But as he stepped toward the stairs, another flash of lightning lit up the room, followed immediately by a crack of thunder so loud it seemed to shake the foundation.
Jake stumbled in the dark, and his foot caught on the edge of the kitchen table. I heard him curse softly as he lost his balance, and before my right brain could stop me, I lunged forward to catch him.
My hands found his shoulders just as he reached out to steady himself, and his palms found my waist. The motion sent us both off balance, and we tumbled backward together.
Jake's chest rose and fell against mine, each breath sending heat spiraling through my body. One of his hands was still on my waist, his fingers digging into the fabric of my shirt while the other braced against the counter beside me.
"...Claire." His breath fanned my lips, hot as iron. ~
Claire Whitmore fled her toxic marriage for a quiet cottage by the sea, vowing never to let anyone control her life again. She's content with her freelance work, her massive orange tabby, and a house completely devoid of any male influence.
Until the day she rescues a toddler steps away from drowning in the ocean. Left completely alone and helpless.
Upon confrontation, enraged Claire meets Jake Morrison, a sleep-deprived single dad doing his best... and failing.
Instead of calling protective services, she ends up feeling sorry for the struggling father and accepts a job caring for little Emma as the next-door nanny.
What begins as a reluctant favor turns into growing moments of joy. Jake's daughter loves coloring on the floor, park picnics, and sandcastles, moments that slowly chip away at Claire's walls.
And Jake? He's nothing like her toxic ex-husband.
But as feelings grow, so do the complications in Claire's life. A looming eviction, a manipulative ex who wants her back, threats to her beloved cottage... and the constant fear that opening her heart means losing herself once more.