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“I absolutely love this heartfelt series.”
He’s loved her forever. She still sees him as the neighbor kid. Can five desperate kittens bring them together?
Marley is a baker at the new Furrever Friends Cat Café, which is still trying to find its footing. Her nine-year-old son, Brian, desperately wants a kitten, but they can’t have pets where they live. Who has the time to date? Just as well that she’s protected her heart since the father of her child disappeared.
Adam has loved Marley since he was 13, and she was his best friend’s free-spirited older sister. Back then, he fantasized about rescuing her from bandits or dragons. Now he’s 24, and the five-year age gap isn’t so serious. He wants nothing more than to become a family with Marley and her son. But will she ever see him as a man?
When someone leaves a box of week-old kittens at the café,
Adam jumps at the chance to be a hero. But herding kittens might be tougher
than fighting dragons, especially when two of them fail to thrive. Can Adam,
Marley, and Brian save the kittens and find a future together?
"It's fabulous watching the bond developed between Adam
and Marley. 5 stars for sure!
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“The second in this series is just as sweet as the first,
and the characters, which we met in the first book, are even more rounded out
and real. If Marley ever grows tired of Adam, I want him! The characters in
this book are kind and earnest, which is so refreshing.”
Marley shook herself. “Right, the door. I almost forgot what startled me
the first time. We don’t open for another ten minutes. I don’t understand why
whoever it is couldn’t wait. Nobody needs coffee that badly.”
Marley strode to the front door. She pushed it open, glanced around, and
looked down. “Oh.”
“What is it?” He couldn’t see past her, but something in her voice made
him want to drag her back, get out front, and protect her.
She opened the door wider, moving with it so he could see.
He looked down at a cardboard box filled with wriggling fur. “Kittens?”
Marley crouched, propping the door open with her hip. “Five of them. oh,
they’re adorable.”
Adam went down on one knee beside her. One kitten was black, another
black and white. One was white with specks of tan. The fourth had a brown
pattern, while the fifth had orange and white swirls.
Adam scanned the area for any people. A couple of cars drove down the
street. Someone from another business brought out the trash. Whoever had left
the box had disappeared. In a car, they could be blocks away.
“They’re gone,” he said. “I guess they figured leaving kittens at a cat
café was like leaving a baby on the doorstep of an orphanage.”
Marley stroked her finger over one tiny head. “But it’s not. We can’t
even take them inside. All the cats here have had their vaccinations, but we
don’t know anything about these. They’re so tiny, surely they shouldn’t be away
from their mother yet.”
That would hit her hard. She adored her son with a fierceness that amazed
him. Adam hadn’t understood her decision to keep the baby at first. After all,
he’d only been 13, and having a baby seemed like giving up the rest of your
life. But when he saw her in the hospital, holding that baby, everything
changed. She’d created new life and dedicated herself to its care. She’d been
plump with the baby weight, her hair tangled from the hours of labor, her face
pale with fatigue, and yet she glowed with joy.
That was the day he went from having a crush to falling in love.
She didn’t know that, of course. Adam had never even told Kari, and as
clever as his best friend was, he didn’t think she had the slightest idea of
how he felt about her older sister.
He sometimes thought Marley and Kari’s mother, Diane, had her suspicions.
But she never said anything. She probably assumed it was still puppy love. But
he was 24 now. Four and a half years was a gulf when you were 13 and 18. Not so
much at 24 and 28.
But would Marley ever see him as anything besides her younger sister’s
best friend, the neighbor kid, her adopted little brother?
Marley looked up at him, her brown eyes luminous. “What are we going to
do? I’m supposed to open in a few minutes. We can’t bring them inside. We can’t
leave them here. They’re so young.”
When he was 13, he’d imagined slaying dragons for her. At 15, he’d
pictured himself defending her from a gang of muggers. By 17, the daydreams had
gotten slightly more realistic. He might pull her back before she stepped in
the path of a speeding car. He might rescue Brian from drowning or choking, or
find him in the woods when he’d wandered off. It didn’t matter that they didn’t
have a forest within two miles. Adam simply wanted to be Marley’s hero. He’d
been waiting for the chance. He could certainly take care of this little problem.
“I’ll deal with it.”
She frowned. Apparently she needed more than a vague promise.
“I’ll take them to the vet, the one who works with the shelter,” he
added. “That’s the best place for them now, right? She can tell us what they
need, where they should go.”
“Yes, of course. It’s a good plan.” She touched his arm. “Thank you. I’m
glad you’re here.”
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