It Must Be Fate by
Lacey Wolfe
Sometimes the
future lies in the past…
Sandy Collins hasn’t thought
about him in years, not since he broke her heart and broke off
their engagement. She’s built a great nursing career for herself, and most of
all, she’s happy. Until she ruined it by walking into that staff meeting…
After the passing of his
grandmother, Daniel and his daughter Keri have moved back to town and taken up
residence in her house. Things are looking up after several rough years, but on
the first day of work at his new job as a pediatrician, Daniel gets an
unexpected surprise—in the form of a nurse he’s never been able to forget.
As much as she tries to fight it,
Sandy can’t deny the attraction. Daniel makes it clear that he’s sorry and
wants another shot, and he’s willing to do whatever it takes. But the last
thing Sandy wants is to relive the misery from the past. But how can she resist
when it seems as though fate is stepping in?
Excerpt:
Grabbing her purse, Sandy tossed in
her phone and keys and climbed out of the car. Her breath caught from the sight
of him. Daniel was waiting for her by the door. She could tell he’d come from
the office in his pressed khakis and light blue button-down shirt. His green
eyes lit up when he saw her.
She took a deep breath and stared
across the parking lot. She smiled at him, but couldn’t find the words to say
hello. His gaze swept over her body as he opened the door with a gentlemanly
smile. She couldn’t help but be glad he seemed to appreciate what he saw. As
she entered the restaurant, she wondered if he was checking out her ass.
After they were seated, a waiter
arrived, placing a bow of chips and salsa on the table. After they gave their
drink order, she finally started to relax. Which hadn’t been easy. It had been
so long since she’d actually talked to him, other than telling him she didn’t
want to. Her stomach was in knots.
“Thank you for meeting me.” Daniel
grabbed a chip.
“You’re right. We do need to talk.
I’m not sure how long we’ll work together, but for the time being I guess we
should be friendly.” Sandy took a chip as well. “Besides, the past is the past.
Let’s leave it there.”
“For the most part, we can.”
“This is the one and only time I’ll
talk about it. So whatever it is that’s been eating you up, get it out now.
Because reminiscing over a broken engagement isn’t my idea of a good time.”
“Mine either.”
The waiter reappeared and asked if
they were ready to order. “You go ahead. Oh, wait.” He winked and her heart
fluttered. “Let me guess, you’re going to get a taco salad with shredded
chicken. No guacamole or sour cream, with extra cheese if possible.”
The waiter glanced at her, but she
stared across at Daniel wondering how he had remembered her order after all
these years.
“Ma’am?” The waiter held his pen to
his notepad.
“Uh, yeah. What he said.”
“And for you?” He turned his focus
to Daniel, scribbling her order down.
She took a deep breath, hoping her
heart would calm down.
“The beef fajitas with extra
onions.” He handed the menu back to the waiter.
Sandy took a sip of her drink and
returned to the chips and salsa. She kept her focus on the red tablecloth.
Looking at Daniel right now would be hard. She needed time to wrap her head
around the way he was making her feel. All these old emotions were creeping in.
Somehow she had to push them back where they belonged.
About the
Author:
Lacey Wolfe has always had a passion for words,
whether it’s getting lost in a book or writing her own. From the time she was a
child she would slip away to write short stories about people she knew and
fantasies she wished would happen. It has always been her dream to be a
published author and with her two children now of school age, she finally has
the time to work on making her dream come true.
Lacey lives in Georgia with her husband, son and
daughter, their six cats and one black lab who rules the house.
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This looks like a great book. I love a good romance
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