Chapters (41)
- Cover
- About the Book
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Epilogue
- True Colors—Excerpt
- Acknowledgments
- Also by Amy Knupp
- About the Author
“What kind of an issue?” he asked, turning his focus to her.
Mackenzie held out her phone so he could read it himself, absently glancing toward the carousels and not really seeing them. She was fighting off a host of negative thoughts, reminding herself that, as fast as she’d put all the pieces of this move into place, there were bound to be some hiccups. She would work through them.
“Let’s get your bags and then we can go check it out,” he said.
She let Drake figure out which carousel while she followed, typing to Nadine, asking her for more information.
By the time they had all of her suitcases lined up in front of them and Drake had ribbed her for packing like a girl, there was still no response from Nadine.
“I guess we’ll go see for ourselves,” Drake said. He threw a quick arm around her from the side, tugging her into him briefly.
As uneasy as she was about her apartment, all of that took a backseat as she caught the masculine scent of him, momentarily felt the heat of his solid, delectable body pressing up against her side, and thought for an instant about letting herself lean into him. Then she put a hard brake on her reaction, because that had been more of a big-brother move than a man-woman move, and she needed to keep it big-brother in her mind.
For the first time, she had a plan to get her life together, make it what she wanted and needed, and mooning over an unavailable guy, regardless of how tempting he was, was not the way to make it happen.
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Acknowledgments
As always, though writing is a solitary pursuit, I couldn’t do it without help.
Thanks to Suzanne Cox for her medical expertise and plotting help. It takes a special kind of person who knows all the hospital/medical things and can use that knowledge to help me come up with a feasible situation for my story. Suzanne is that special person, and I feel lucky to call her a friend as well.
Thanks to Jasminka Vujic for sharing her knowledge on the Nashville area and for her patience in answering my numerous bizarre character questions—as well as for being a dear friend for two decades.
Thanks to my beta readers, who offered their precious time and enthusiasm to help me fine-tune my story and improve my story-telling. Their suggestions and encouragement give me courage at that moment when I need it most, and my betas are the best!