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A Fix Fling: The Fix Series, #5
A Fix Fling: The Fix Series, #5
A Fix Fling: The Fix Series, #5
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A Fix Fling: The Fix Series, #5

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Falling into bed with a sexy stranger while on vacation isn't a first for Heather Carter, falling in love with him is.

Malcolm Barnes, broody owner of The Drunken Moose is tall, tattooed, and in lives in the wrong state.

Is their long distance romance doomed from the start, or will their fling turn into forever?

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PublisherCarey Heywood
Release dateSep 7, 2018
ISBN9781386427612
A Fix Fling: The Fix Series, #5
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Carey Heywood

New York Times and USA Today bestselling romance author. She was born and raised in Alexandria, Virginia. Her books are full of emotion, humor and steam. She is inspired by everyday fairy tales. Her leading men are guys you might bump into at the grocery store; teachers, mechanics, and website designers. Supporting her all the way are her husband, three sometimes-adorable children, and their nine-pound attack Yorkie.info@careyheywood.com

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    A Fix Fling - Carey Heywood

    A Fix Fling

    A Fix Fling

    The Fix Series Novella

    Carey Heywood

    Carey Heywood LLC

    A Fix Fling

    Falling into bed with a sexy stranger while on vacation isn’t a first for Heather Carter, falling in love with him is.

    Malcolm Barnes, broody owner of The Drunken Moose is tall, tattooed, and in lives in the wrong state.

    Is their long distance romance doomed from the start, or will their fling turn into forever?

    A Fix Fling

    Copyright © Carey Heywood LLC

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    Editor: Jennifer Van Wyk

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    A Fix Fling is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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    Contents

    Also by Carey Heywood

    One

    Two

    Three

    Four

    Epilogue

    Also by Carey Heywood

    About the Author

    Also by Carey Heywood

    The Fix Series

    Fix Her Up (Finley & Noah)

    Fix Me Not (Paige & Asher)

    Fix My Fall (Abby & Spencer)

    My Perfect Fix (Lucy & Gideon)

    A Fix Fling Novella (Heather & Malcolm)


    Him & Her Series

    Him (book 1)

    Her (book 2)

    Them (book 3)

    Sawyer Says (spin off)

    Being Neighborly (spin off novella)


    Carolina Days

    The Other Side of Someday (Courtney & Clay)

    Yesterday’s Half Truths (Lindsay & Luke)

    Chasing Daylight (McKenzie & Mitch)


    Love Riddles

    Why Now? (Kacey & Jake)

    Why Lie? (Sydney & Heath)

    Why Not? (Reilly & Trip)


    Standalones

    Better

    Stages of Grace

    Uninvolved

    A Bridge of Her Own


    Audiobooks

    Him

    Her

    Better

    One

    Idid it again.

    Seriously, when will I ever learn?

    I’m thirty. I assumed lusting after, and throwing myself at, any bad boy in my vicinity was an affliction of my twenties.

    I’m supposed to be older and wiser now, right?

    Apparently not.

    Last night was my cousin’s bachelorette party.

    This morning, I’m not waking up in a cabin next to a picturesque lake as originally planned. Nope, I’m in the crash pad located above the bar we partied in last night.

    And, I’m not alone.

    Malcolm Barnes, the owner of said bar is asleep next to me.

    As fun as spending last night with him was, here’s why it can never happen again:

    I live in Texas

    He lives in New Hampshire

    He owns a bar named The Drunken Moose

    I’m too old to still be chasing after bad boys

    With all the stealth I can muster, I slip out of bed. Most of my clothes from last night are on the floor around it. The only thing I can’t find is my underwear. Giving up on them, I grab my purse and head for the stairs. Malcolm may have rocked my world in bed, but now all I want to do now is pretend it never happened. I’d like to avoid the awkward morning-after small talk.

    Unfortunately, this wasn’t my first one-night-stand. Honestly, I’m doing Malcolm a favor by getting out of his bed and his hair so he doesn’t have to deal with acting like a gentleman or anything. If he were awake, he’d probably be thanking me right now. At least, that’s what I tell myself. Figuring out a way to get back to Asher and Paige’s place is a good distraction from the pleasant ache between my legs.

    Pure annoyance at myself is the only thing keeping me from crawling back into his bed for another round. No, the only attachment I need to New England is my cousin. I’m not about to start crushing on Malcolm.

    First off, he doesn’t seem to be the commitment type and secondly, even if he was, long distance relationships are for masochists.

    With my phone in hand, I open up my ride app and freeze.

    There are no cars.

    None.

    How am I supposed to make a clean getaway without a driver?

    Crap, I whisper. I’ll have to do a web search for a local cab company. At the base of the stairs there’s a mudroom with two doors. One is an entrance to the bar and the way I came up here last night, the other, I’m assuming is an exit.

    I unlock it and pull it open only to hear a beeping noise.

    As quickly as possible, I exit and pull it shut behind me, praying the beeping will stop.

    When it does, I exhale in relief.

    Then the alarm goes off.

    My eyes close and I press my forehead to the door. There goes any hope I had of making a clean getaway.

    At this point, I have two options. I can stay and face Malcolm, or I can run like hell. Since I have no idea where I am other than the fact that my cousin’s future brother-in-law’s place is about thirty minutes away.

    With a dejected sigh, I turn around and sit on the nearest concrete parking block. With one hand I try to tame my hair as I try my best not to look guilty.

    I don’t have to wait long.

    His footsteps as he races down the stairs are loud enough for me to hear from where I’m sitting. There’s more beeping just inside the door as he must be entering a code into a security panel I missed.

    The alarm stops and the door swings open.

    Malcolm stands there, in all of his shirtless glory, the tattoos I enjoyed discovering last night on full display.

    I lift my hand. Hi.

    He blinks down at me. What the hell?

    With as much grace as I can muster, I rise.

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