Cape Cod Kisses (Love on Rockwell Island 1)
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Well, he’d taken after his grandfather—perhaps a little too much—and those seventy-hour work weeks had destroyed their relationship. He could hardly believe Reese had only been nineteen when they’d wed. He smiled, thinking about how young they’d both been, even though it hurt sometimes to remember how beautiful she’d looked standing on the beach beneath the moonlight in her wedding gown. So beautiful, and so sexy, that they hadn't slept one single moment of their wedding night.
Had it really been a decade since he’d found the Dear Trent note that had ended their marriage?
He rubbed the knot at the back of his neck, reminding himself that it was better to leave the past in the past.
But as he glanced at the front door again, he suddenly couldn’t keep from wondering about second chances with the woman he’d once promised to love forever…
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