Jolanda
is willing to do whatever it takes, even face off against the Bering Sea, to
raise the money for a balloon payment on her father’s house. She challenges
Keller and wins a bet to get on the recently inherited crab fishing boat,
forcing the young captain to buck tradition and superstition. Will his season
be doomed or will he end up with the ultimate catch?
Excerpt
3
Keller
gently tugged on her hand. “I don’t care what anyone thinks anymore.”
Jo
relented. He gave the door a harder than necessary push and it slammed it shut.
Then, pressing Jo against the wall, he held her there with his body, deeply
kissing her.
Taken
by surprise, she stiffened, but then melted into him, wrapping her arms around
his neck.
“What
if it had been you? I haven’t been able to shake that image from my mind,” he
mumbled against her lips.
“But
it wasn’t.”
“I
was so stupid.” He gripped her hair in his hands. “You could have been hurt.”
She
pressed against his shoulder. “I’m not. This job has been the hardest thing
I’ve ever had to do, but I have done it.”
His
fingers traced her jawline. “But you shouldn’t have to.”
“Don’t
say that. You sound like my father.” She tried to push past him, but he shifted
his weight using his body to block her exit.
“I
don’t say that because you’re a woman, I say that be-cause I care about you.
Today, for the first time, I saw how really difficult every step across the bow
has been for you.”
“I
didn’t complain!”
“Not
for a second. And that’s what makes you so special, but that doesn’t mean I
want you to do it.”
She
laid her head on his shoulder, let him pull her to him, let him support her
body. Her muscles melted as the stress washed from them. “We’ll be done soon.
Right?”
“One
more day. The tanks will be full, and you’ll be done. You hit the mark.”
She
tried to run the numbers through her head. Yes, this second trip had run smooth
as silk until Pete had tumbled overboard. Keller had put them on good fishing
and they’d been hauling nothing but full pots.
Still,
the idea that she’d gone from barely making a scratch to earning enough to pay
off the loan in those five days seemed impossible.
Keller
moved them a few steps back toward the bed. He sat on the edge and guided her
to his lap. Pushing her hair off her shoulder, he kissed her neck. “I’m going
to miss having you here.”
She
leaned her temple to his, and couldn’t stop the soft laugh. “I’ll miss you too,
but I won’t miss being on this boat.”
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Constance
Phillips lives in Ohio with her husband, daughter, and four canine kids. Her
son -- now on his own -- is planning a wedding, confirming that romance still
lives and breathes.
When
not writing stories of finding and rediscovering love, Constance and her
husband spend the hours planning a cross-country motorcycle trip for the
not-so-distant future…if they can find a sidecar big enough for the pups.
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