Everand Logo

Welcome to Everand!

  • Discover millions of ebooks, audiobooks, and so much more with a free trial

    Only $11.99/month after trial. Cancel anytime.

    Snowed In: Shawn and Logan
    Snowed In: Shawn and Logan
    Snowed In: Shawn and Logan
    Ebook67 pages46 minutes

    Snowed In: Shawn and Logan

    By Sarah Hadley Brook

    ()

    Read preview

    About this ebook

    When Shawn rushes his daughter’s pet to the local vet, he isn’t expecting to meet the hottest guy in town. His shyness starts to trip him up, but thankfully his daughter is there to invite the man over for cookies.

    New in town, veterinarian Logan is excited to move out of the hotel and into his new house. He just needs to pick up the keys from his new neighbor before the snowstorm sets in. If only he could quit thinking about the sexy single dad that showed up in his clinic earlier.

    Can a precocious little girl, a lazy hamster, a dog named Bailey, and a snowstorm conspire to prove two men belong together?
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJMS Books LLC
    Release dateFeb 23, 2019
    ISBN9781634868488
    Snowed In: Shawn and Logan
    Author

    Sarah Hadley Brook

    Sarah Hadley Brook reserves her evenings for her hobby-turned-passion of writing, letting the characters she conjures up in her mind take the lead and show her where the story will go. She dreams of traveling to Scotland some day and visiting the places her ancestors lived. Sarah believes in “happily ever after” and strives to ensure her characters find their own happiness in love and life. For more information, visit sarahhadleybrookwrites.com.

    Read more from Sarah Hadley Brook

    Related to Snowed In

    Related ebooks

    Contemporary Romance For You

    View More
    View More

    Related podcast episodes

    Related articles

    • Article

      Reaching OUT

      Jan 17, 2024

      Reaching OUT
      6 min read

    • Article

      The Education of Mrs. R.

      Sep 6, 2022

      An adolescent shriek woke her. Cockerels, she thought, cockerels, with a wry twist to the word. She lay in the dark listening. There was no use in covering her head; the screaming still came through. The soloist was suddenly submerged in the chorus.

      13 min read

    • Article

      Cricket League

      Jan 1, 2020

      Ivy Lugbill, age 8 Indianapolis, IN I was so excited! My dad and I were going camping! After we packed all our stuff, my dad said, “Hop in!” I grabbed the paper towel roll binoculars I had been making and jumped into the car. It was a really . . . re

      7 min read

    • Article

      The House of God

      Apr 10, 2023

      “I don’t want to go,” the child declared defiantly, and his mother felt her headache ratchet up another notch. “I know you don’t. And I understand why. But we still have to go, so please find your other shoe and put them both on.” She was almost enti

      6 min read

    • Article

      Prevention

      Nov 10, 2021

      The whole thing was an accident, how Sharon discovered the situation. Her son drank his usual two mugs of black coffee and wolfed his cereal before she drove him to school. Usually he drove himself, but his car was in the garage. Otherwise it was a n

      18 min read

    • Article

      An Unspoken

      Mar 3, 2020

      Hal Parker runs out to his wife’s hydrangea bushes. He’s trying to scare away the neighbor’s black Lab, Major. Hal claps his hands in front of him and shouts, but Major’s already peeing on the bush. It seems to Hal that lately the dog just won’t stay

      11 min read

    • Article

      Gabriel & Holly

      Feb 8, 2021

      The first day was the most daunting. It helped that she’d arrived last night to settle herself in the cottage annexe before first contact this morning. Still, nerves attacked her as she stood before the door of the imposing but charming ivy-covered 1

      6 min read

    • Article

      An Unspeakable Life

      Jan 10, 2022

      It was a perfect fall afternoon when Muriel found out she was pregnant. Tourists snatched up apple cider by the gallon at farm stands. Leaf peepers stood on the side of the road with their cameras aimed in all directions; wherever you looked, a quint

      12 min read

    • Article

      Cricket Ceague

      Apr 1, 2019

      Penelope Berkeley, age 9 Mars Hill, NC Night had fallen, and Luna awoke from where she had been sleeping in a cornfield. She moved steadily through the stalks with barely a sound, keeping her eyes on the glittering glass rooftop of the greenhouse in

      7 min read

    • Article

      The Bridle

      Oct 10, 2021

      Saliva pooled on her tongue beneath the rusty depressor. She endured a constant urge to swallow, afraid of choking on her own fluids. The taste of metal and blood are so akin, it is easy to mistake one for the other. This early in the day, blood was

      11 min read

    • Article

      Book Extract

      Oct 24, 2020

      Book Extract
      5 min read

    • Article

      THE greatest LOVE

      Oct 21, 2021

      THE greatest LOVE
      10 min read

    • Article

      Mrs Macarthur’s Secret Diary

      Jun 17, 2020

      Mrs Macarthur’s Secret Diary
      7 min read

    • Article

      Mrs Macarthur’s Secret Diary

      Jun 17, 2020

      Mrs Macarthur’s Secret Diary
      7 min read

    • Article

      Search and Destroy

      Oct 24, 2017

      My daughter has bugs living in her hair. It is my job to kill them. The post Search and Destroy appeared first on Guernica.

      7 min read

    • Article

      The Wrong Shampoo

      Apr 10, 2022

      Brandy scoured the rows of bubble gum bright shampoo bottles. How much time had passed already? She looked to the front of the store but couldn’t see the checkout lines. She had only been to Jeff’s apartment once so far and didn’t remember what brand

      16 min read

    • Article

      Announcing The winners Of Our FLASH CONTEST

      Feb 29, 2020

      I sever the first two fingers of my left hand on a Tuesday. They fall to the ground at my feet, causing a momentary confusion as I wonder what tree has dropped this odd fruit. Then I see the crescent scar left behind by a fish hook and know that thes

      8 min read

    • Article

      Peter Mountford

      Dec 15, 2017

      Vivian spends most of the afternoon naked and strapped to the giant ottoman in the interior decorator’s office in Bethesda. When he finally unties her, the sun is low and she’s shaky and exhausted. He paddled her hard at some point, and that hot stin

      28 min read

    • Article

      Open Short Story Winner Tight Situation

      Apr 4, 2024

      When Carol first wakes up, she thinks it must have been a dream. The ringing phone had been distant, muffled as if the landline device had been buried in a bag of something soft like cotton wool - the packing material stuffed so tightly into its bag

      6 min read

    • Article

      Summer Reads

      Dec 30, 2019

      Summer Reads
      7 min read

    • Article

      Don’t Have A Bird

      Aug 2, 2020

      There are so many rites of passage you’ve already missed out on, and the school ball is destined to become another item on that ever-growing list. You try to delay the inevitable until every breath from your lungs sounds as if cystic fibrosis is cack

      12 min read

    • Article

      Grandma Ruth’s UP Truck Stop

      May 10, 2021

      Rachel’s last semester at the University of Michigan would have been easy if not for the news that reached her six weeks before her final exams. It wasn’t a phone call—the phone lines were still down from the most recent blizzard to hit Paradise, she

      28 min read

    • Article

      Psyclic Sal

      May 18, 2022

      Psyclic Sal
      2 min read

    • Article

      Body Language

      Oct 9, 2023

      William smiled at his wife, but it was a manufactured smile, the kind he’d worn when she first met him, many years earlier. He’d gone back to needing levers and pulleys to make his face do what he wanted it to do. She could feel him thinking: Make Sy

      2 min read

    • Article

      The Orphan’s Dilemma

      Aug 10, 2021

      In a few minutes they’re going to say, “It’s your turn, Harold.” He will face Ms. Wickham with her thick black frames and smiling, slightly bugeyed look, the question more in her eyes than on her lips because he already knows what that question is. H

      11 min read

    • Article

      Five Poems

      Jul 1, 2019

      You agreed to meet him in one of those cafés you imagined yourself writing in if you could afford to live in that city. He was also a writer, but older, and you wanted to know how to get published. Slip a picture of yourself in with your poems, he ad

      6 min read

    • Article

      Jason the Heat Guy

      Jan 11, 2021

      Jason the Heat Guy
      11 min read

    • Article

      Better

      Aug 12, 2019

      Better
      18 min read

    • Article

      Sienna’s Monster

      Mar 10, 2021

      Sienna lived with a monster, but no one else knew it. The first time Sienna realized that her monster wasn’t like the rest was in 4th grade. The whole grade assembled in the auditorium. A police officer watched them enter from his place on the stage.

      26 min read

    • Article

      Ben Marcus

      Jun 15, 2018

      My wife, Gin, once knocked gently on my head, as if it were a door. “Hello,” she kept saying. “Hello. Who’s in there?” She and our therapist, Dr. Sherby, laughed a little about this, so I did, too. What fun. Keep knocking on my head like that, like i

      23 min read

    Related categories

    Reviews for Snowed In

    0 ratings

    0 ratings0 reviews

    What did you think?

    Tap to rate

    Review must be at least 10 words

      Book preview

      Snowed In - Sarah Hadley Brook

      Epilogue

      Chapter 1

      Shawn

      "Please hurry, Daddy! He could die!"

      The high-pitched wails of despair originating from the back seat had been assaulting his ears for at least ten minutes, and if Shawn hit one more damn red light he was going to lose what little patience he had left. Don’t scream, honey. You’ll scare Charlie. His calm voice belied his own worry, though.

      "But he could die," she insisted. Again.

      Please don’t die, he begged silently. God, if Charlie didn’t make it…he didn’t even want to think about the prospect.

      "Daddy! It’s green."

      He could almost feel her eyes rolling behind him. Wasn’t six a little young to have that kind of attitude about parents? He sighed deeply as he pressed the gas and finally—finally—turned left onto 75th Street. Their destination finally in sight, the tightness in his chest began to subside. Surely they would know what to do. They probably handled this kind of thing all the time. He glanced at the sky, sending another quick prayer to whatever Supreme Being might be in charge of small miracles for the day, and blew out a hard breath.

      He was able to pull right up to the door, as the parking lot was nearly empty. Not the usual thing for a late Friday afternoon, but the gray clouds were threatening the area with more snow than they’d seen all year. Other people were smart—they were home, under a blanket, preferably sipping hot cocoa.

      Shit. When had he become a Hallmark dad? Friday nights used to be made for partying, throwing back a few beers, hooking up…now it was all Disney movies and smoothies and pink ponies with rainbow tails. And Charlie. He scrubbed his hand over his face, the cold air biting at his skin as soon as he turned off the engine and opened the door. He jumped out and turned to help just as the back passenger door flung open and his daughter flew by in a streak of orange. Come on, Daddy!

      Shawn pushed the door closed and rushed to catch up with her. He was used to her running—his daughter had only two speeds: whirlwind or asleep—but he didn’t like her running in a parking lot, no matter how close they were to the entrance. He was going to sit her down and have another talk with her about being aware of her surroundings. She was incredibly impulsive and had a one-track mind. Now wasn’t the time, though. He held open the door and gestured for her to go inside.

      Walk, Clem. No running, he reminded her.

      She sniffled as she nodded solemnly, cradling the shoebox to her chest.

      Can I help you?

      God, I hope so. Shawn nodded at the woman seated behind the counter, noting her playful red and white Minnie Mouse scrub top with Andrea stitched in black on the upper left section. She flipped her long black braid off her shoulder and smiled down at his daughter, wrinkles crinkling around her eyes and mouth. The compassion in her warm brown eyes gave her a youthful appearance. The too-bright pink lipstick looked a little out of place, but he wasn’t going to judge.

      We don’t have an appointment, but—

      It’s Charlie. He’s dying! His daughter raised the green and white box and blinked back the tears in her pale blue eyes.

      He squatted next to her and brushed a wayward white-blonde curl behind her ear. Honey, we don’t know that. Let’s let the doctor have a look at him.

      That’s right. You come on back and Dr. Copeland will have a looksee, okay?

      He caught Andrea’s gaze and nodded. She was probably used to these situations, but he certainly wasn’t, and he was glad to have someone lead him through this. Shit, if he had to bury Charlie less than two months after he’d arrived…well, worst Christmas present ever ran through his mind, quickly followed by worst gift-giver. #DadFail. He sent up another prayer, promising if Charlie made it, he’d never complain about cleaning his cage again. Anything to not traumatize Clem.

      He stood at the counter and quickly filled out some basic information—name, address, pet information—before they followed Andrea through a door and into a small room to the right. Judging by the size of the metal exam table, Shawn assumed this was where they saw the smaller animals. He reached for the box from his daughter and set it on the small table. She flopped into the plastic orange chair in the corner and folded her arms, her gaze sweeping the room. When she spied a Highlights magazine on the counter across from them, her eyes lit

      Enjoying the preview?
      Page 1 of 1