GOOD WITH HIS HANDS, BAD FOR HER HEART…
Ever since her marriage went up in flames, Olivia Wilder hasn't had the desire for love. But one magical dance with Logan Travers might change all that. The blue-eyed hometown hunk is a bit younger and a whole lot sexier than any man she's ever dated before. This is one carpenter Olivia would like to get to know better, and not just because of his building skills…
From his first dance with Olivia, Logan knows there's something special about the beautiful brunette. The more she's determined to keep him at arm's length, the more Logan wants her in his embrace. And the more Olivia says she's just passing through, the more resolved Logan is to make her his, forever.
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USA Today bestselling author Michelle Major loves stories of new beginnings, second chances and always a happily ever after. An avid hiker and avoider of housework, she lives in the shadow of the Rocky Mountains with her husband, two teenagers and a menagerie of spoiled furbabies. Connect with her at www.michellemajor.com.
Olivia Wilder loved weddings, even if she no longer believed in marriage. At least not for herself.
She wasn't one to let her personal prejudice ruin someone else's happiness. Especially someone who deserved it as much as her friend Sara Wellens—Sara Travers as of two hours ago.
But the champagne Olivia had drained during the toast was doing funny things to her brain. Her hand fluttered in front of her face as she blinked back tears.
"Tears of joy," she assured Sara, who looked at her with a mix of understanding and sympathy that made Olivia want to cry harder. "I'm thrilled for you and Josh."
"I know, sweetie." Sara gave her a gentle hug. They'd become close friends during the past six months. "And you're better off without that slimeball husband anyway."
Olivia nodded. "You're one of the lucky ones. Josh is a great guy. He loves you to the ends of the earth." She hiccupped. "Nothing like Craig."
"Craig was a loser." Olivia couldn't help but smile at Sara's blunt description.
"And a cheater." Olivia looked over Sara's shoulder to where their friend Natalie Holt sat perched at the edge of the couch in the ladies' lounge. The three of them had escaped into the private room for a few minutes to help Sara get ready to leave for her honeymoon. "He's going to be sorry he didn't do right by you. You were the best thing that ever happened to him."
Natalie was another friend Olivia had met in Crimson, Colorado, the town her soon-to-be ex-husband had become mayor of right after they'd married. That had been almost two years ago. From the start, Olivia had loved the small mountain town, felt at home there in a way she never had growing up in Saint Louis or at college on the East Coast. Craig had said it was only the first stop on his political career, although she would have been happy living in Crimson forever.
Now she knew she'd never get that chance.
"We shouldn't be wallowing in my sad story." Olivia made her voice light as she drew away from Sara. "This day is about you and that hot new husband of yours."
A dreamy smile lit up Sara's face. "He's pretty cute, huh?"
Natalie laughed. "Puppies and rainbows are cute. Josh Travers is one hundred proof stud. Even I'd brave the flight to Hawaii just to watch him on the beach for a week."
Olivia smiled, knowing Natalie was petrified of airplanes. "Are you ready to go? Bags all packed?" Olivia asked. Sara and Josh were driving to Denver after the reception and flying out in the morning.
Sara pointed to a mini suitcase in the corner. "I've got everything I need."
Olivia felt her eyes widen. "That's all you're taking for a week away?"
Craig had insisted on a fancy cruise for their honeymoon, and she'd had to bring two huge suitcases to accommodate all the clothes she'd needed for dinners, parties and the like.
"Sara won't need more than a bikini," Natalie said with a knowing smile. "And Josh will probably have her out of that most of the time anyway."
"I sure hope so." Sara winked then shook her head at Olivia's expression. "You're blushing, Olivia."
"I don't know…yes…well…"
Natalie gave an indelicate snort. "Was Craig such a limp fish even on the honeymoon? It's not a surprise, but still…"
Olivia shrugged. "It was fine." But nothing about her relationship with Craig had been fine, including their honeymoon. She knew she was to blame for that as well, or at least that's what he'd convinced her at the time.
She busied herself with folding Sara's bridal veil before carefully placing it in the box.
"You won't leave before I get back?" Sara's voice was so soft it made Olivia's eyes prick again.
"Why do you have to leave at all?" Natalie asked, rising to stand next to Sara. "You love it in Crimson. This town is great for you."
She smiled slightly at Natalie's indignant tone. It had been so long—forever really—since Olivia had felt like she had friends in her corner. "Craig ruined both our reputations. Even if I had the money to stay, I doubt I'd feel at home here anymore."
"He was the dirty, cheating scumbag. Not you."
"You know how things work in a small town."
Natalie's lips thinned into a frustrated line and she flipped a strand of soft caramel-colored hair behind her shoulder. She'd grown up in Crimson and knew better than any of them about life in a small town. "The best things about Crimson are also the hardest," she said. "Always have been. People here are ready to help someone in need at the drop of a hat, but they also want to learn all your business in the process."
"People in town mean well. You know they do." Sara wrapped an arm around Natalie's shoulder. "Even if your trust tree has very few branches. We all know you like to keep your secrets even closer than your friends."
"I don't have secrets, you brat," Natalie answered with a grin. She gave Sara a playful flick on her bare shoulder. "I'm an open book and everyone knows it."
As both women erupted into laughter, a subtle ache started in Olivia's chest. In her ivory gown, Sara, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed beauty, looked every bit as ready to walk the red carpet as when she actually would for a movie premier. The turquoise necklace bright against her fair skin and the cowboy boots she wore with her wedding dress were the only things that gave a hint to the work she did running the guest ranch nestled at the base of the mountains outside of town.
Natalie was a good six inches shorter than Olivia, her light brown hair and matching eyes warm and kind. But the faint shadows under her eyes proved that Natalie worked too hard balancing her jobs as a nurse at the local retirement home and a part-time private caretaker.
Along with Sara's long-time friend April, these two women had become the sisters Olivia had always longed to have. They'd accepted and supported her, pulled her out of her rigid shell and were teaching her how to enjoy life.
She'd almost been happy until Craig had walked out on her two months ago, taking her life savings and her self-respect along with him.
But that was too maudlin a topic for a night such as this. She plastered a bright smile on her face. "No more depressing Craig talk. Let's get back out there and join the party."
Sara pointed a finger at her. "You need a man," she said, ignoring Olivia's fake smile.
"Josh has two brothers," Natalie offered.
"I don't need a man," Olivia sputtered, feeling heat rise to her cheeks again. "I just got rid of one."
"Craig was a snake, not a man." Sara waved a dismissive hand. "He doesn't count. Josh's brothers aren't staying in town long enough to be useful. Plus, Jake said he's due back at the clinic by Tuesday morning. Logan is too much of a wild card to depend on."
"What about—" Natalie started.
Olivia threw up her hands. "Stop!"
Both women turned to her. "I'm not looking for a man," she repeated.
"You're in a bad place," Natalie argued. "You need to let loose."
"My husband left, taking most of my money with him. Heck, yeah, I'm in a bad place." Olivia placed her hands on her hips and narrowed her gaze at Natalie. "I'm not the only one who needs to let...
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