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A Fresh Start: A BWWM Interracial One Night Stand Romance: Blossom Cove, #2
A Fresh Start: A BWWM Interracial One Night Stand Romance: Blossom Cove, #2
A Fresh Start: A BWWM Interracial One Night Stand Romance: Blossom Cove, #2
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A Fresh Start: A BWWM Interracial One Night Stand Romance: Blossom Cove, #2

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This is Story 2 in the Blossom Cove series and can be read as a stand alone. Don't forget to check out Book 1 in the series titled: A Rival Match! 

One night in D.C…. 

Angie Anderson is making changes. She's sick of her life and after a disastrous dinner with her father she heads to a bar and picks up a big sexy nerdy lumberjack. For one night. The next day she packs up and moves to Blossom Cove, ready for something new. 

Stone Davidson hated D.C., but it was a necessary evil when you worked with defense contractors. He just wanted a drink, what he found was a tall, curvy glass of chocolate milk. She wanted one night, no strings. What guy would say no? 

A lifetime in Blossom Cove… 

The last person Angie expects to see in her new town is her one night stand. And she didn't want to tell him the other secret she was keeping. But someone is after Angie and Stone is determined to protect her—whether she wants it or not. 
Long days in the kitchen, long nights in the bedroom make for pleasant days, but does it make forever? 

Note: The cover story is a sweet & sexy 15,000 word novella, with no cliffhangers, and a happily ever after! 

This book contains spicy love scenes, colorful language, and BONUS stories for 18+ readers.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateFeb 11, 2019
ISBN9781386687504
A Fresh Start: A BWWM Interracial One Night Stand Romance: Blossom Cove, #2

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    A Fresh Start - Ella Celestine

    One

    Four months ago...

    Angie sat alone with her elbows propped up on the black glass-topped bar, fuming. She’d come to D.C. to spend the weekend with her father before making her big move to Blossom Cove. She didn’t know what she’d been expecting when she arrived, but it wasn’t an ambush. Not only had the quiet dinner he said he planned for the two of them turned into a dinner party for twenty with some of his largest donors in attendance. Because of course, Senator Anderson can’t just do a quiet night with his only child. But that wasn’t even the best part. Lifting her hand to the bartender, she placed an order. Double G&T, lots of rocks. No, the best part had been the arrival of her ex-boyfriend turned mini-stalker, Dr. Corey Forrester.

    She’d broken up with him more than a year ago, but he didn’t seem to get the message that they were through. He showed up with a bright smile and a welcoming hug she quickly dodged, pretending as though she hadn’t banished him from her life months ago. Why is Corey here, Dad? Her angry tone had gotten his attention because, in his line of work, appearances were everything. Even the hint of a scandal could ruin a political career.

    He wanted to see you, honey. He’s a good man, give him a chance.

    She growled her frustration and pointed at her father. I told you I broke up with him a year ago. He’s been stalking me ever since, showing up where I am, calling all hours of the night, Dad. Make him leave or I will.

    Like he always did, the Senator pressed a placating kiss on her forehead and looked her in the eye. I’m not doing that honey. Play nice, I have big donors here tonight.

    I don’t care. If he doesn’t leave, I’m out of here, Dad. Right now.

    With an exasperated sigh, the Senator crossed his arms to mirror her stance. I invited him; it would be rude to un-invite him at the last minute. Just be a good hostess and we’ll figure it out later. He told her that knowing that later would never come.

    That had been it. Her last straw. She’d come to D.C. to tell him she was moving. Was finally going to live her life. Since she was seventeen, she’d stepped into the role of hostess for her father’s political career, doing her part for fundraisers, charity functions, and formal dinners. She was done with all that. His constant pressure to reconcile with Corey and unwillingness to listen to her perfectly valid reasons for ending their relationship had made up her mind. The Senator only cared about his career and his favorability rating; her happiness didn’t factor in anywhere. Angie needed a fresh start, and she was creating one. After the weekend she would go back to New York and her boxed up apartment, load up her car with the essentials the movers had left behind and drive to her new life in Blossom Cove. But she hadn’t gotten the opportunity to share the good news. After her father’s too quick dismissal of her feelings, she grabbed her purse and left the townhouse without a word.

    Now on her third gin and tonic, she was finally starting to feel better about her life. Her father’s words told her everything she needed to know. Her life and her needs would never take priority over his political aspirations. It was a hard lump to swallow, but she had accepted it, and now she could move forward without any baggage. Or family.

    It would be good. Blossom Cove was an adorable little town on the west coast where she would open up Sugar Lips, her confectionary shop. She already leased the space and used a chunk of her trust fund to buy a small house in town. Everything was set. By this time next week, I’ll be living my new life.

    You don’t look like a Foggy Bottom regular.

    The deep voice hit her first, smooth and somehow gravelly like he didn’t use it often. She turned, struck even harder by the stunning blue eyes and ruggedly handsome face. I’m not. She glanced at the expensive blazer on top of the black graphic tee and the pricey jeans encasing long legs she was sure were golden and muscled beautifully. Neither do you.

    He shrugged. I’m not. I was in town for business.

    You’re not in town anymore? She smiled and brushed her cherry red curls from her eyes. She’d added the color to her locks in preparation for her new life. The Senator hated it.

    Obviously. But the business is concluded, and soon I’m out of this place. He shuddered. I always need an extra shower after leaving this town.

    Angie smiled because she knew exactly what he meant. Steaming hot water and the hardest loofah I can find. Laughing sardonically she turned to him, I was visiting my dad.

    Didn’t go well?

    He only cares about his career. She said it so nonchalantly even she almost believed she didn’t give a damn.

    Careers are important.

    Angie took a long sip of her drink. So are people. The last thing she needed in her life was a man just like her father. But he won’t be in my life. She had left D.C. in the morning and by midweek she’d be long gone from New York too. What’s your name, handsome? New life, new Angie. Why not?

    He flashed a lopsided smile, and she eyed the faintest blush on his skin. I’m Stone. He extended his hand.

    She accepted it and caressed it softly. Angie.

    Sweet Angie, he whispered, chuckling when her hand slid up his arm.

    Stone. She squeezed his bicep. Appropriate. She ordered another round of drinks for both of them. You married or otherwise spoken for?

    Stone nearly choked on his scotch and soda at her words. The beautiful brown skinned woman beside him was a conundrum. She looked soft

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