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    Dreams to Sell: The Men of Marionville, #8
    Dreams to Sell: The Men of Marionville, #8
    Dreams to Sell: The Men of Marionville, #8
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    Dreams to Sell: The Men of Marionville, #8

    By KC Kendricks

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    Keith Mitchell needs a new challenge in his life. When an old friend pitches him a business proposition he agrees to pull up stakes and more to Marionville. Keith decides his new house will be in the style he's always dreamed of having even if he will live in it alone.  

    Realtor and recent widower Terry reasons when a man has dreams to sell all he needs is the right buyer. But when his latest client is handsome, interesting and his age, he wonders if he's really ready to love again. What good is a perfect house if the man of your dreams won't share it?

    * * *

    "Listen, Keith. We need to get something out in the open here. You're a client. We're conducting business."

    But he hadn't said he wasn't interested.

    "I won't always be a client. I'm going to buy a house here, sooner rather than later. Then what are you going to do when I ask you out for a romantic dinner?"

    "Don't push me, Keith."

    Out of the corner of my eye I saw Dylan and Cass stand. I took a gulp of my lukewarm coffee. "I guess we're going."

    Quick as lightning, he reached out and grabbed my wrist. "Don't go. I'll give you a ride home. Finish your coffee."

    Goosebumps skittered across my buttocks and down the back of my thighs at his touch. I wanted to take him up on his offer, but what did he really want? I covered his hand with mine and was inordinately pleased he didn't pull away.

    "Thanks, Terry, but I think tonight I should go with them. I'll see you tomorrow."

    He slid his hand out from between my wrist and palm. "So you're going to make me say 'please'?"

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherWhite Deer Enterprises/White Deer Books
    Release dateApr 18, 2016
    ISBN9781533713285
    Dreams to Sell: The Men of Marionville, #8
    Author

    KC Kendricks

    KC Kendricks calls herself an accidental writer. After completing her first novel writing as Rayne Forrest, she was urged to submit it to a publisher, and everything snowballed from there. Today, the author has had over seventy books published. In July of 2021, she tried to retire but her employer offered her a deal to work at home. She accepted. Now she balances work, writing, and hearth and home in a controlled chaos. A native of scenic western Maryland, the author enjoys most activities that don’t include snow. In warm weather she might be found walking the dog, biking on the C&O Canal towpath, planting delicacies in her garden for the deer to munch on at night, playing in the creek, or lazing on the patio with her Kindle reader or laptop. She recently began to research her family history and can't drive past a cemetery without stopping to search for family sites. Her mission is to photograph old tombstones before the elements erode the stones and the names are lost to time. For more about KC Kendricks and Rayne Forrest’s writing life, please visit the Between the Keys blog at http:kckendricks.blogspot.com . If you’d like to know more about the author’s country lifestyle and her daily activities full of simple country pleasures (and a lot of work), please visit the Holly Tree Manor blog at http://hollytreemanor.blogspot.com . KC can be reached through her blog, Between the Keys. All comments are strictly moderated by the author and personal messages are treated as such. Follow the author on Twitter for up-to-date announcements at Twitter.com/KCKendricks.

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      Dreams to Sell - KC Kendricks

      Dreams to Sell

      by

      KC Kendricks

      ––––––––

      This book is a work of fiction. While references to actual places or events may occur, the names, characters, incidents, and locations are from the author’s imagination and any resemblance to anyone, living or dead, is coincidental.

      ––––––––

      Copyright © 2014, 2021 KC Kendricks

      Cover art © 2016 KC Kendricks

      All Rights Reserved

      Reproduction of this digital e-book for file sharing or selling, regardless

      of whether any type of currency is exchanged, other than what the author grants in writing, is strictly prohibited by law. Piracy is a crime.

      Thank you for purchasing a legal copy of this work.

      Published in the United States of America.

      About Dreams to Sell

      Keith Mitchell needs a new challenge in his life. When an old friend pitches him a business proposition he agrees to pull up stakes and more to Marionville. Keith decides his new house will be in the style he’s always dreamed of having even if he will live in it alone. 

      Realtor Terry Thomas has one goal in mind for his clients: find and sell them the house of their dreams. Recently widowed, Terry’s not in the market for companionship, or so he believes. His latest client is handsome, interesting and his age, but is he really ready to love again?

      Keith becomes an eager suitor, waging a persistent siege until Terry gives into temptation. When Terry finds the right house for him, Keith redoubles his efforts to win Terry’s heart. After all, what good is a the perfect house if the man of your dreams won’t share it with you?

      Praise for the writing of KC Kendricks

      I noticed one thing – [Dreams to Sell] doesn't feel rushed. It's like time stops when these two are together, and in a way gives the reader enough time to connect emotionally with the characters. – a Goodreads review

      **

      KC Kendricks never disappoints!"—Fallen Angel Reviews

      ..beautifully moving in all the right places...KC Kendricks gives us a well-crafted tale- The Romance Studio

      Good to the last word....- Sensual Reads

      ...Seriously entertaining and totally engaging...- Joyfully Reviewed

      ...solidly written contemporary romance...-Jessewave

      The Men of Marionville Series

      A Hard Habit to Break

      Open Roads

      What You Don’t Confess

      Your Whisper in the Dark

      A Cat Named Hercules

      Leather Jackets

      Station to Station

      Dreams to Sell

      The Right Brew

      Where There’s Smoke

      Bourbon & Blues

      Twice Removed From Yesterday

      The Men of Marionville is a collection of stories set in the fictional city of Marionville. While each story stands alone, the characters are friends, and many appear in several works. They do not need to be read in a specific order.

      Books by KC Kendricks and Rayne Forrest

      For current availability, please visit KC’s bookshelf at

      https://kckendricks.blogspot.com/p/the-bookshelf-of-kc-kendricks-and-rayne_3.html

      Ian Coulter’s Amethyst Cove Series

      Double Deuce

      Deuce of Diamonds

      Ace, Deuce, Trey

      Circle of Steel

      Steel Wheels

      The Sundown Saga

      The Back Stairs

      Beneath Dark Stars

      River Walk

      Moon Dances

      Fly By Night

      The Southern Cross Series

      Netting Neptune

      Taming Triton

      Poseidon’s Pleasure

      Between The Moon and the Deep Blue Sea

      Catching Fireflies

      The Men of Marionville Series

      A Hard Habit to Break

      Open Roads

      What You Don’t Confess

      Your Whisper in the Dark

      A Cat Named Hercules

      Leather Jackets

      Station to Station

      Dreams to Sell

      The Right Brew

      Where There’s Smoke

      Bourbon and Blues

      Twice Removed From Yesterday

      Centerville Muscle

      Bored, Stroked and Blueprinted

      Memphis

      July Heat

      Levi & Stacy

      Shining Victory

      No One But You

      ––––––––

      Single Titles (not part of a series)

      A Friendly Neighbor

      A Perfect Hire

      December Promise

      Desert Snow

      Doors of Time

      Eye of the Beholder

      Give Me One Night

      Hey, Joe

      Highway Nights

      Hot August Comes

      Kentucky 98 Proof

      Lick Me (Must Love Dogs)

      Lightning Shifts

      Passion’s Victory

      Please Use the Door (a ghostly romance)

      Ride Your Luck

      Riding Against the Wind (sequel to Ride Your Luck)

      SABRE

      Seducing Light

      September Morning

      Shine A Light

      Surrendered Victory

      Tango in the Night

      The Ghost at the B & B

      The Quest

      Undeniable

      ––––––––

      Titles Written as Rayne Forrest

      Science Fiction:

      A Hero’s Bargain

      Across Time

      The Curiosity Shoppe

      Science Fiction Series:

      The Rea Cheveyo Chronicles: Kiana

      The Rea Cheveyo Chronicles: Talyss

      The Rea Cheveyo Chronicles: Reza

      Futuristic Elements:

      After the Sea Sprite Ball

      Mischief at Midnight

      Money Back Guarantee

      Step Into Tomorrow

      To Bed a Spy

      Paranormal Elements:

      Beyond the Night

      A Hidden Heaven

      Contemporary:

      Loving Luke

      One Summer

      Right From the Start

      Dedication

      To Ron, always; to Brenda Williamson with thanks for a great twenty years;

      and to the late Christiane France for her unwavering friendship.

      Table of Contents

      Dreams to Sell

      About Dreams to Sell

      Praise for the writing of KC Kendricks

      The Men of Marionville Series

      Books by KC Kendricks and Rayne Forrest

      Dedication

      Table of Contents

      CHAPTER 1

      CHAPTER 2

      CHAPTER 3

      CHAPTER 4

      CHAPTER 5

      CHAPTER 6

      CHAPTER 7

      CHAPTER 8

      CHAPTER 9

      CHAPTER 10

      CHAPTER 11

      CHAPTER 12

      CHAPTER 13

      CHAPTER 14

      About the Author

      Bonus selections from The Right Brew

      Dear Readers,

      CHAPTER 1

      I remember clearly what he said. It will be fun, he said. We can make some money and do something good, he said.

      And since Dylan Donaghy had never steered me wrong, I believed him. I packed a bag, rented an uncomfortable economy car, and drove to Marionville.

      It had been a few years since I’d last visited Dylan, and I was amazed at how rapidly the community had changed. I remembered Marionville as a sleepy little borough on the cusp of forever being a small town. People like Dylan had changed that. He’d taken a small electronic shop and turned it into a global manufacturer and the biggest employer in the county.

      And as if that wasn’t enough for him, he’d jumped into the restaurant business and purchased a second-rate steak and seafood house and turned it into the go-to spot in Marionville and beyond. Food reviewers from Chicago to New York had come, probably with the hope of finding something amiss, being critics, but had ultimately raved about their trip to The Wharf. The worst any of them could say was it was Where? Marionville? Where the hell is Marionville? I’d thought the same thing thirty-odd years ago when my new college roommate said he hailed from Marionville.

      Everything Dylan touched turned to gold, so when he said he had an opportunity for us to partner in a new venture, I knew better than to decline without hearing his sales pitch.

      He also told me he had a surprise for me, and I could only assume it was the very attractive blond-haired, brown-eyed stud who opened the door to Dylan’s house when I rang the bell. He grinned as he reached for my suitcase.

      You must be Keith. I’m Cassidy, Dylan’s partner. Come on in. Dee’s on the telephone. I’ll distract him to let him know you’ve arrived.

      Cassidy was hot, but looked quite a bit younger than Dylan and me, and all I could think about that was good for Dylan.

      It’s nice to meet you, Cassidy. Dylan said he had a surprise for me, and you must be it.

      His laughter was full of good humor as he led me into the comfortable family room and motioned at the bar. Dee mentioned he didn’t tell you about us. Please help yourself to whatever you’d like to drink. There are soft drinks in the mini fridge, as well as a few bottles of water. If you’d rather have coffee, I’ll show you how to work our new toy.

      I spotted the single pod brewer. I have one of those, too. And I’m sure Dylan has ginger ale.

      You know he does. He won’t be long once he knows you’re here.

      I liked the way his voice his voice deepened with affection when he spoke of my friend.

      With another smile, he set my luggage at the base of the wide mahogany staircase and disappeared around the other side of it, presumably to find Dylan. I speculated privately about what Cassidy did for a living that allowed him to be home on a Wednesday afternoon. It wasn’t kind of me, but I wondered if Dylan was his full-time job. The décor had undergone a few changes since last I was here, and I recognized influences that were not those of my friend.

      Well, hell. I snatched a glass off the tray and filled it with ice. I was jealous! That sucked a raw egg. I rarely envied anyone, having been blessed with health and a comfortable wealth, but Dylan had someone in his life, and I did not.

      Not that I’d expected to come to Marionville and hop into bed with Dylan. It wasn’t like that between us. We’d met the first day of college when we’d been assigned the same dorm room. Dylan hung with a group of older guys off campus, while I did frat boy nonsense, but we got along pretty well together in a small space and our lasting friendship blossomed. With a smile, I recalled Dylan was celibate in those days, while I tried my level best to wear my appendage down to a nub.

      I bet celibate wasn’t even in Dylan’s dictionary with Cassidy in his bed.

      Yep. I was fucking jealous. I took my ginger ale to the front window and gazed out at the neat, landscaped yard.

      I’d been alone for too long. The last semi-permanent lover I had was five years ago, and it had ended badly. I’d tried to feel something over losing him, but truthfully I think I’d been relieved.

      If I won a tennis or racquetball match, he pouted, and if I lost a match, he accused me of patronizing him and losing on purpose. I quit playing golf with him because of the way he behaved. If I got a new car, he got a better car. His competitiveness permeated every part of our relationship and eventually eroded the feelings I had for him. I hoped, for Dylan’s sake, it wasn’t like that between him and Cassidy. I was brooding about my past and didn’t hear Dylan walk in. I spun around when he said my name.

      Keith!

      Before I could speak, he had me in a bear hug. I hugged him back, one armed.

      Great to see you, Dylan. It’s been too long. Careful. I don’t want to spill soda all over your carpet.

      He thumped my back. It has been a while, but I hope to change that. Don’t worry about the rug, for heaven’s sake. Sorry not to greet you at the door. I was on the phone with my plant manager.

      Dylan hadn’t changed much. He was still drop-dead sexy, and the touches of grey at his temple added to the effect. I’d bypassed those few silver hairs and gone straight to salt and pepper hair a year ago, and I didn’t like it much, especially when I shaved in the morning and stared at the stranger in the mirror. It made me feel older than my fifty-three years.

      How is business these days?

      Genesis Industries is booming, which is one of the reasons I called you. He slipped his arm around my waist and steered me toward the kitchen. But that can wait. Let’s go sit down so you can get to know Cass.

      I laughed. He’s a looker, Dylan. Is he a keeper?

      Dylan flashed me an ear-to-ear grin. "We’ve talked about getting married. I don’t

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