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Автор: M. Stelmack K.
Издательство: HarperCollins
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      She wants a temporary fake romance

      Can he make it real...and forever?

      Driving across the country in an RV with her terminally ill godmother was not Daphne Merlotte’s idea. Nor was crashing the RV into a small-town coffee shop, nearly hitting local good guy Mel Greene. Now Daphne will do anything to keep her godmother from continuing the trip—even asking Mel to be her fake boyfriend. But there’s nothing fake about Mel’s intentions—he wants a real romance!

      M. K. STELMACK writes contemporary romances set in Spirit Lake, which is closely based on the small town in Alberta, Canada, where she lives with pets who outnumber the humans two to one, and with dust bunnies the size of rodents—because that’s what happens when everyone in the household prefers to live in their imagination or outdoors—but she can also be found on social media, where you can share your comments on her stories or her breathless one-sentence bio on Facebook or at mkstelmackauthor.com.

       Also By M. K. Stelmack

      A True North Hero

      A Roof Over Their Heads

      Building a Family

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      Coming Home to You

      M. K. Stelmack

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      ISBN: 978-1-474-08610-3

      COMING HOME TO YOU

      © 2018 S. M. Stelmack

      Published in Great Britain 2018

      by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF

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      “You two have met,” Daphne’s godmother said.

      “I drove Daphne home from the hospital the day of your accident. I appreciated her company,” Mel said.

      Fran brightened, then smiled.

      Later, Daphne attributed her next move to a fear for Fran and to the warmth in Mel’s gaze.

      She walked over to Mel and sat beside him. “Yes,” she said. “There’s something you should know, Fran. Mel and I have had some very, very good...talks.”

      She slid her hand over his knee and applied gentle pressure. He froze.

      He turned to Daphne, tense. He was about to reject her. She knew that look well enough.

      So she closed the distance and kissed him.

      “That,” Fran said, breathless, “was great.” She clapped her hands. “You, Mel, are moving on to the next round. We’re staying.”

      Dear Reader,

      When Victoria Curran, my original editor, said that she wanted to hear Mel’s story, my first thought was “Mel’s too old to have a story of his own.” I mean, my gosh, he’s fifty! Oh, wait, that’ll be my age when this book is released. Do I feel too old to deserve a happily-ever-after? No. Well, then...time to give Mel his own, too.

      Desperately seeking a wife and family all his adult years, Mel has been unlucky in love. I think we all know somebody—man or woman—who fits that description. You know the kind—that good-hearted soul who cares for others and prospers in the world just fine, but is ultimately alone.

      Daphne is also battling loneliness. Single all her life, too, she must soon say a final goodbye to her terminally ill godmother and substitute parent. Strong for so many, Mel is there to help her, but in Daphne, he has found someone to help him deal with his own hidden and sorrowful past.

      Together, Daphne and Mel prove that love is for all time and all ages!

      I’d love to hear from you! Drop me a note at mkstelmackauthor.com or on my Facebook page.

      Thank you all and best,

      M. K.

      To Victoria Curran—here it is!

      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       About the Author

       Booklist

       Title Page

       Copyright

       Introduction

       Dear Reader

       Dedication

       CHAPTER ONE