Book 2, MacLeod’s Cove
Excerpt
Oliver Perry-Warnes stirred a spoon of sugar into his coffee hoping it might improve it, and glanced up once more at the reason he was drinking inferior coffee in a down-at-heel hotel in a village far from his usual city haunts.
Tall, slender, white-blonde hair cut into a choppy bob, she was nothing like he’d imagined.
From the tone of her emails he’d conjured up a virago of a woman.
Someone with uncompromisingly short, hacked hair on top of a battle-axe face.
Someone who didn’t shut up, someone with a ferocity that could kill at ten paces.
He checked her out again. Make that three paces.
Apart from the battle-axe face he’d got the details right.
But he was way off on how those details came together.
Because the owner of the Perching Parrot Café, Miss Lucy MacLeod, was exceptionally sexy and had the face of an angel. And he considered he had some expertise in this area to back up his judgement.
Turned out Miss Lucy MacLeod was a puzzle, but one he was determined to solve.
Not least because he’d invested too much in the purchase of the decrepit hotel in which he now sat.
There was too much at stake in turning the hotel into a going concern to flick it off and go on to the next challenge.
He had to succeed. There were no two ways about it.
Besides, Oliver Perry-Warnes had a reputation to uphold — he never failed at anything.
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