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She blinked at him through her lenses. Her mouth curved into a smile, and Derrick found himself smiling back, a genuine smile for the second time that day. What was it with the women in this town that caught him off guard and made him respond naturally instead of carefully like he usually did? One needed to be cautious. Except...he could almost get lost in those soft gray eyes. He shoved his shoulders back and cleared his throat.
“I wish,” she said, “but the teetotalers would have a conniption.”
He leaned forward and said in a low voice, “Is this a temperance community?”
“I wouldn’t say that; however,”—she, too, leaned forward conspiratorially— “anything but tea, coffee, and pink lemonade at a quilt show would be frowned upon. Especially in the library.”
“And you are...”
“I wouldn’t say that; however,”—she, too, leaned forward conspiratorially— “anything but tea, coffee, and pink lemonade at a quilt show would be frowned upon. Especially in the library.”
“And you are...”
She hesitated. “Well, until recently I was the head librarian, but I’m taking a break.”
“And yet, here you are today.”
“For the quilt show? Wouldn’t miss it. I helped set it up.”
“I noticed the quilts are arranged according to the Dewey decimal system. Was that you?”
She graced him with a bright, surprised smile. “You noticed that? Really? Even the other librarians didn’t pick up on it.”
“I notice everything.” And he did. Especially with this woman: her sandy brown hair with blonde highlights, like she was kissed by sunshine. Her wide-set gray eyes were camouflaged by those giant frames, yet he couldn’t get enough. The color of her eyes was somewhere in between
a soft cashmere pullover and a sky during a hurricane. Comfort and turbulence all at once. And
what was he supposed to make of that? He took a step back.
“I like order,” she told him.
Derrick stepped forward again.

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Author bio:
Having lived in both California and Texas, award-winning author Aimee O’Brian now resides in the beautiful wine country where she writes dark, sexy, funny romance. With her three children grown and experiencing their own adventures, she and her husband are free to explore the world. When she’s not reading, writing, or planting even more flowers in her garden, she can be found stomping through ancient ruins and getting lost in museums.
a soft cashmere pullover and a sky during a hurricane. Comfort and turbulence all at once. And
what was he supposed to make of that? He took a step back.
“I like order,” she told him.
Derrick stepped forward again.
In the small town of Hazard, the past never stays buried—and love may be the most powerful magic of all.
Whitney Hopewell, Hazard’s newly elected mayor and former librarian, is determined to protect the town she loves. When a smooth Boston developer offers a sleek solution to Hazard’s affordable housing crisis, she’s cautiously hopeful. Derrick Cross is charming, intelligent, and undeniably intriguing. Convincing the local innkeeper to rent him a room feels practical. Helping him with his historical research feels personal.
But Derrick hasn’t come to Hazard to help. He’s returned to settle a centuries-old score. His family’s downfall is tied to the town’s founding, and transforming Hazard’s quaint charm into soulless urban sprawl is his long-planned revenge. Falling for the woman fighting to save it threatens everything.
As Whitney and Derrick grow closer, sensing a deep connection neither can explain, secrets surface. A hidden tunnel, a looming hurricane, and a magical heritage quilt that reveals dreams of true love force them to confront history, heartbreak, and desire.

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Having lived in both California and Texas, award-winning author Aimee O’Brian now resides in the beautiful wine country where she writes dark, sexy, funny romance. With her three children grown and experiencing their own adventures, she and her husband are free to explore the world. When she’s not reading, writing, or planting even more flowers in her garden, she can be found stomping through ancient ruins and getting lost in museums.





















