KAT HENRY DORAN (Cont.)
WELCOME TO SERENITY HARBOR
BLURB EXCERPT
Madeleine Flynn returns to Serenity Harbor intent on
restoring her beloved home to its former grandeur.
Nothing will get in her way, including a man who wears
worn denim jeans and pec-molding flannel and who
wields a power stapler with the grace of a philharmonic
conductor.
Acting on their own agenda, local power brokers
expect general contractor Azrael Hanson to monitor
renovations on That House, tossing in diversions when-
ever possible.
Torn between duty to superiors and a private life he
craves, if Az stands with Maddy, a woman who dreams
the impossible, he’ll damage his career beyond salvage. If
he follows orders, he’ll lose a future with the only woman
who makes him want forever. “I’m here to settle things.”
On reconsideration, “upset” was too mild a word to
describe Madeleine Flynn, Az decided.
“Royally pissed” came closer to the mark. In a red
power suit with a tight skirt that skimmed her knees and
matching spike-heeled shoes that only made her legs look
more spectacular than usual, she looked magnificent.
“There’s no need to settle anything, Maddy. If you’re
unhappy with the work we’ve done—"
She shook off the hand he’d laid on her arm with a
brisk snap of her wrist. “I’m tired of having to repeat my-
self, Mr. Hanson, and would very much appreciate you
taking this message back to your friends on the town
council: I’ve recently come into an obscene amount of
money. Enough, as my Granny used to say, to make the
Pope look like a piker. More than enough, I assure you, to
keep the Township of Serenity Harbor tied up in the
courts for many years to come.”
“I don’t understand.” Though he feared he did—all
too well. Someone had blabbed and Madeleine the Mag-
nificent was now on to the entire scheme. Aw Gawd.
“I’m not finished,” she spat, then drew back those
magnificent shoulders and took a deep breath. “I will
burn the Lodge to the ground before I let anyone turn it
into a casino.”
He ran a hand through his
hair, debating blurting out the
whole truth. “Please, Maddy. I
can understand why you’re
upset—”
“Upset?” Her bellow was
loud enough to rattle the pa-
per-thin walls of the office.
Reviews Welcome.
“Sir, you haven’t seen upset.”
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