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Say It with Roses
Devon Vaughn Archer
A new chapter in the book of love? After being left at the altar in Texas, Madison Wagner is determined to fly solo. The once-burned book reviewer’s move to Oregon is difficult, especially when she becomes attracted to the one man she should avoid at all costs. She can’t help being irresistibly drawn to rugged and handsome bestselling author Stuart Kendall. If only Stuart’s sister hadn’t married Madison’s snake of an ex-fiancée…Although Stuart is secretly thrilled that Madison chose to settle in Portland, he still bears the pain of his ex-wife’s cruel betrayal. And he’s vowed to protect himself and his young twin daughters from being hurt again. But Madison is different, and she is slowly breaking down his barriers, one by one. Suddenly, Stuart’s fantasizing about a future with her. Could they both have a second chance at romance…together?
A new chapter in the book of love?
After being left at the altar in Texas, Madison Wagner is determined to fly solo. The once-burned book reviewer’s move to Oregon is difficult, especially when she becomes attracted to the one man she should avoid at all costs. She can’t help being irresistibly drawn to rugged and handsome bestselling author Stuart Kendall. If only Stuart’s sister hadn’t married Madison’s snake of an ex-fiancé….
Although Stuart is secretly thrilled that Madison chose to settle in Portland, he still bears the pain of his ex-wife’s cruel betrayal. And he’s vowed to protect himself and his young twin daughters from being hurt again. But Madison is different, and she is slowly breaking down his barriers, one by one. Suddenly, Stuart’s fantasizing about a future with her. Could they both have a second chance at romance…together?
They sat on the sofa and Madison immediately felt comfortable with Stuart. He was quite handsome and seemed interested in her. How could she not feel the same way?
“What are you thinking?” Stuart peered into her eyes as he tried to process his good fortune of being in the company of a gorgeous woman.
“That I’d love to kiss you,” she said. Had she really just said that to him? Where did the courage come from?
“Then do it,” he told her, taking her wineglass and setting it on the coffee table beside his. “Or, better yet, let me kiss you....”
Stuart tilted his face and moved in to her waiting lips parted slightly as he kissed her. Her lips were soft and tender, just as he liked them. He wrapped his arms around the small of her back and drew her even closer while continuing the kiss.
Madison caught her breath as her lips locked with Stuart’s in a full-blown, openmouthed kiss. She couldn’t remember ever feeling this kind of emotion from a kiss.
DEVON VAUGHN ARCHER
is the bestselling author of several Harlequin Kimani Romance novels, including Love is in the Air. He also penned Pleasure In Hawaii, Private Luau and Aloha Fantasy, a series which takes place on different Hawaiian islands; and holiday classics, such as Christmas Diamonds and Christmas Wishes. Archer was the first male author to write for Harlequin’s Arabesque line with the tender love story, Love Once Again.
The author has also written a number of bestselling urban and mainstream fiction, including Danger At Every Turn, The Hitman’s Woman and The Secrets of Paradise Bay; as well as hot-selling young-adult fiction, such as the Her Teen Dream and His Teen Dream series.
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Say it with Roses
Devon Vaughn Archer
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
Dear Reader,
I am delighted to present to you my latest heartwarming Harlequin Kimani romance. As the follow-up to the successful Love is in the Air, I’m sure you will feel compelled to keep turning the pages as this wonderful love story unfolds.
Sparks fly when a book reviewer moves to Portland, Oregon, and meets a handsome author and father of two adorable little girls. Both the heroine and hero have been burned in past relationships, which means they have to learn to trust each other as things heat up between them.
I believe that love the second time around is even better. This tale will make a believer out of you, too!
I invite you, as well, to read my recent Hawaii-themed romances Aloha Fantasy, Private Luau, and Pleasure in Hawaii.
Kind regards,
Devon Vaughn Archer
To H. Loraine, the love of my own life who keeps me on my toes and down to earth.
And to my fans who have inspired me to keep writing great love stories for you to enjoy for years to come.
I would like to thank my wife, H. Loraine, for her untiring devotion to me and my writings. I owe much of my success to her and never fail to express my gratitude.
I also extend appreciation to the Harlequin Kimani editors and staff I have worked with over the years for their
professionalism and support in helping to bring my
romances to life.
Contents
Chapter 1 (#ue9a2578d-3b71-5f5a-aa4f-824a99bf9812)
Chapter 2 (#ub926fca3-2590-5308-895c-f70802a606b6)
Chapter 3 (#u77381d56-96cb-5c19-b658-dd3dd19f9f79)
Chapter 4 (#ud14a1019-6d0d-56c0-b393-ee594bc7c261)
Chapter 5 (#u89fff5a9-14bc-518a-9058-1df94bb05780)
Chapter 6 (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter 7 (#litres_trial_promo)
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Chapter 9 (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter 10 (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter 11 (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter 12 (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter 13 (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter 14 (#litres_trial_promo)
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Chapter 17 (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter 18 (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter 19 (#litres_trial_promo)
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Chapter 21 (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter 22 (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter 23 (#litres_trial_promo)
Chapter 1
Madison Wagner could hardly believe that she was living in Portland, Oregon. Yet here she was, for two weeks now, occupying a very nice town house in a parklike setting that overlooked the Willamette River with a lovely view of Mount Hood. The place had all the modern amenities and an open floor plan, and it fit her rustic furnishings perfectly. After relocating from Houston, Texas, she had taken a job as a senior book reviewer and columnist for an upscale magazine called Rose Petals that was a play on the city’s nickname of the Rose City. Though part of her would always consider Houston home, the better part of Madison was delighted to have a chance for a fresh start at age thirty. After being stung by an ex who basically left her at the altar three years ago, she definitely wanted out of Texas. She hoped to someday find that perfect man but would definitely proceed very carefully down that road.
It was a Saturday morning in early December, and Madison put on her helmet and got on her bicycle for some exercise. It seemed as though practically everyone in town rode their bicycles to stay fit and cut down on the costs of driving.
No sooner had Madison started up a hill surrounded by Douglas firs when she heard her name being called. She looked over her shoulder and saw Stuart Kendall. He was a big-time author who also happened to be the brother of her onetime friend Holly, now engaged to Madison’s ex-fiancé. Madison had been devastated when she’d found out that Holly had started dating her ex-fiancé, and the two hadn’t been close since.
The situation made things awkward between her and Stuart, to say the least. Of course, he was loyal to his sister, as he should be. But she still didn’t feel it was a good idea to get too friendly with Stuart, even if he was one of the few people she knew in town. She had video-chatted with him once when things were tight between her and Holly, and he had also phoned when she first arrived in Portland, in what she assumed was just a courtesy call. The call had lasted all of two minutes; she could hear his two kids in the background and decided she should cut it short.
Stuart was on his bicycle and barreling toward her at breakneck speed as she continued up the hill. For a moment, she actually thought he might run into her, but then he slowed down.
“I thought that was you,” he said. A crooked smile played on his handsome walnut-colored face. He was wearing a helmet and colorful bicycling attire.
“Yes, it’s me,” she said tersely, taking a breath.
“So you obviously live around here then,” he said.
She nodded. “I guess you do, too.”
“Yeah, just a few blocks away,” he said, pointing his sable eyes toward some luxurious old homes.
“I’m just down the hill,” she told him.
* * *
Stuart Kendall glanced at the row of new townhomes, guessing she lived in one of them. His sister Holly had told him that her ex-friend was relocating to Portland. Given the delicate situation between her and Madison, he thought the move was probably a good idea.
He gave Madison a quick appraisal. She was hot, even if the chilly-weather clothing kept him from getting a good look at her body. He liked her butterscotch-colored complexion, soft brown eyes and long curly hair beneath the helmet. Yes, she had a beauty that would get any man to look twice.
Madison kept riding and he stayed with her. “So have you been riding long?” he asked. “Or did you take up the sport to fit in with our lifestyle?”
She rolled her eyes at him. “I think people across the country enjoy riding bikes just as much as Oregonians,” she said stiffly. “And, yes, I have been riding for most of my life.”
He cocked a brow. “That’s good to hear.” Was it just him or was she giving him the cold shoulder? “I ride with my daughters whenever I can,” he told her. “If you need someone to partner with sometime, just let me know....”
“I will,” she said, then quickly added, “but I prefer to ride by myself and take the time to think about my day.”
“No problem,” Stuart said in a measured tone. Actually there was a problem, but not on his end. Still, he had to respect the lady’s wishes to be left alone, even if he was merely trying to be hospitable to a new resident. “Guess I’ll see you around then.”
She forced a smile. “Sure, see you later.”
* * *
Madison watched him veer off in the opposite direction. She hoped he didn’t take her unfriendliness personally. It was just the way it had to be. At least till she had time to gain her bearings in Portland and put more distance between her and the past.
She continued pedaling, feeling weariness in her legs but determined to keep going.
* * *
Stuart caught up with his best friend and successful musician, Chad Schmidt. The two frequently went cycling and shot hoops together. They met the same year Stuart’s wife left him. Chad, who had lost his wife to cancer a few years earlier, was someone Stuart had been able to lean on in his time of need.
“What’s up, man?” Chad asked, sitting on his bike. His brown Rastafarian locks bounced atop his broad shoulders.
“I’m good,” Stuart said as they tapped knuckles.
“So who was that chick I saw you talking to?”
“Just someone who wants to be left alone.”
Chad chuckled. “Man, you must be losing your touch.”
“I lost that when Fawn left me,” Stuart grumbled.
“I doubt it,” Chad said. “Just because you’re choosing to lay low on the dating scene right now doesn’t mean the ladies wouldn’t line up in droves to go out with you. And not only because you’re a great writer, though that doesn’t hurt.”
“I’ll leave the ladies to other available men like you, for now,” Stuart told him. He gazed off in the distance and watched as Madison pedaled up a hill.
“Sounds like a good plan to me,” Chad said, grinning.
“Let’s ride,” Stuart said.
Later, he arrived at the Victorian home he shared with his seven-year-old twin daughters, Carrie and Dottie. The house was more than one hundred years old, but it had been updated with all the modern features of the twenty-first century, including granite countertops, cork and vinyl flooring, new plumbing and energy-efficient windows. The house had once been shared with Fawn, the girls’ mother and Stuart’s former wife, before she inexplicably bolted from their lives four years ago, leaving him alone to raise the twins.
It was a challenge Stuart, now age thirty-three, had readily accepted for the love of his girls. It had also left a wound in his heart that wasn’t so easy to heal. He had to do what was best for his twins, and that meant he couldn’t invite another woman into his life. The last thing he wanted was for them to get comfortable with someone who wasn’t their mother, only to be disappointed if she too suddenly left.
The moment he stepped inside the huge foyer, Stuart was surrounded by Dottie and Carrie.
“Hi, Daddy,” they spoke in unison. They were light-complexioned, thin and had thick black hair, currently in braids.
“Good morning, my little angels.” He lifted them up one at a time and gave them each a big kiss on the cheek. Honestly, even with the subtle differences between the two, it was still hard sometimes to tell them apart. “Did you have breakfast yet?”
“No, we waited for you,” Dottie said.
“Yeah, Grace said we should,” Carrie added, tugging on his leg.
“Did she now?” Stuart smiled as Grace Brennan, their part-time nanny, entered the room. The twenty-one-year-old graduate student did a good job caring for the girls when he needed to do other things. Moreover, Dottie and Carrie got along with her, unlike the previous nannies he had employed.
“Good morning, Stuart,” Grace said. “How was your ride?”
