After a particularly
harsh break-up, Hannah Magnus decides to spend Christmas away from her
Vancouver home, enjoying a little time for herself, and picking up the pieces
of her broken heart. She crosses the border into Washington State and locates
the idyllic cabin that will serve as her home for the next two weeks.
Mackenzie Dunlop is a
man of action and reaction. A creation of his past and his profession. When he
travels to the cabin he rented to stay in until the repairs on his house are
complete, there is a surprise waiting...and Mac loathes surprises.
Thrown together in
the least likely of circumstances, Mac and Hannah find solace in each other
after a harrowing event. But the future holds no promise for either of them.
Distance and circumstances stand in their way. Will love prevail? Or will
Hannah and Mac remain two solitary souls sharing love and memories, living
separate lives?
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Excerpt:
“John?”
Damn that name.
Why didn’t he tell her the truth?
Fear seemed the most logical explanation – fear of losing
his heart to someone that might turn out to be something other than what they
portrayed themselves as.
Fear of giving himself over to something that he did not deserve
and losing them, after he lost his heart.
“Hey.” Hannah removed her glove and pressed her warm hand to
his stubble-roughened cheek. He forced his eyes open. “It’s okay, John. You can
be yourself around me. I’m no stranger to the effects that war and violence can
have on the people who protect us from our enemies.” She searched him with her
eyes. “I think I have a pretty good idea of the things you may have done and
gone through in the name of your country and freedom. And I want you to know
that it’s okay to feel deserving of friendship, even love.”
This woman kept shocking him. Mac detested the feeling. Like
she could possibly know what he had done. And if she truly knew, Hannah most
certainly would not be standing there
with so much compassion in her eyes. She would be running from him faster than
she ever ran before.
“John,” she captured his attention once more, forcing him to
meet her gaze. “It’s okay. Really.”
The harsh rasp of air escaping his body was ragged and
hunger-filled, displaying the constant desire he experienced in her company. He
needed to control his thoughts and emotions around this woman. A low growl
sounded in his chest and Mac shook her hand from his face, immediately missing
the feel of her skin on his.
“You don’t have a fucking clue what is and isn’t okay when
it comes to me, Hannah, so stop trying to understand me! Jesus Christ!
Just…stop trying to fix me! I’m not some fucking shelter dog who needs your
charity!”
Wide eyed, she stuttered, “B-but I never–”
“Keep walking,” Mac instructed, harsh and furious. “And
whatever you’re thinking about me, you’re wrong. You don’t know me and you
don’t goddamned well want to!”
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