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Title: Rowan Revived
Author: Taylor Danae Colbert
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Miss Fix-It—that’s me. And when my sister and nephew are in danger, it’s my natural instinct to step in and get them out of Boston. The girl with the plan, always. We land at the Rowan Inn—a charming bed-and-breakfast on the shores of the Chesapeake. A sweet little haven we’re hoping will bring us the peace we so desperately need.
Instead, it brings us Jesse Rowan, the gruff and grumpy son of the original owners. The same guy who is single-handedly sinking the Inn faster than an anchor in the bay. But we need a place to crash until I can figure out our next move, so I convince him to let us stay in exchange for help around the place.
At first, he’s rude, sarcastic, and standoffish. But after a few months of working around the Inn together, I realize he’s not as callous as he’d like us to think. And I realize that maybe the Inn isn’t the only project I want to take on. He needs some fixing, too. But the Inn has to be just a pitstop for us. And as long as we’re on the run, Jesse Rowan can’t be my final destination.
“Can I help you?” he asks again. “No, thanks. We’re just waiting for the owners. We need a room,” I say. Before he says anything, I glare at him. “You know, you almost killed us back there.” He looks at me with a tilted head. “You were in the middle of the damn intersection,” he says, nonchalantly, as he makes his way around to the cab of his truck. He pulls out a long piece of wood, and carries it toward the front porch. “You had a stop sign,” I say. “It’s a stop sign,” he says. “Not a stop-and-wait-for-an-hour sign.” I roll my eyes. “We have a kid, asshole,” I say. My language catches him off guard, and he looks at me through a side-eye.
“I see that. So you should probably drive more carefully,” he says, walking back toward the truck to grab another piece. I hear Millie snort from behind me, and I glare at her. “Whatever. We will just wait around back for them to get back,” I say, ushering Caleb and Millie along. “That’s fine, but the owner is already here,” he calls from the cab of the truck. I freeze. “They are? Where?” I ask. A sly smirk tugs at his lips.
“You’re lookin’ at him. Mr. Asshole, at your service,” he says, tipping his hat, then pulling it back on his head tightly. “What?” I ask. He doesn’t reply, he just walks past me with another piece of wood. “The website said that a couple owned it, Mr. and Mrs. Rowan?” Millie asks. His attitude changes a bit with Millie. He stands a little straighter, looks her in the eye a little longer.
I see him studying the black-and-blue on her face, but he looks away quickly. “They’re dead,” he says, walking back to the truck. “I own this shithole now.” I look up at the house. I remember the photos on the website--clean, stunning, so well-kept. And now, here it is, in shambles, like a tarnishing piece of silver. “Who are you?” I ask. He turns to me, wiping a bead of sweat onto his sleeve. “Jesse Rowan,” he says. “Rowan?” I ask. “Rowan. Like the sign!” Caleb says. Jesse looks down at Caleb, who’s back to stroking the dog. That smile tugs at his lips again. “Like the sign,” he says.
Taylor Danae Colbert is a romance and women’s fiction author. When she's not chasing her toddler or hanging with her husband, she's probably under her favorite blanket, either writing a book, or reading one. Taylor lives in Maryland, where she was born and raised.
For more information, visit taylordanaecolbert.com.
