Being a widow at the age of forty-four was never in Jude Hawthorne’s plans. After her husband’s death, she’s left with her family’s beach restaurant and two nearly-grown children. The last thing she’s looking for is another chance at love.
However, if her husband’s best friends, the Posse, have anything to say about it, love is just what she’s going to get. The Posse is determined to take care of Jude, and when they decide the best way to do that is for one of them to sweep her off her feet, three begin to vie for her affections. But only one can reach her heart.
In a story of friendship, loss and second chances, Jude will learn her life is far from being over.
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Excerpt from The Posse
This is not a date. This is one of my oldest friends taking me out to dinner so I don’t have to be alone the day my kids left.
Jude scanned the menu, trying to focus her mind on food and
not the tumbling feeling in her stomach. Her eyes caught on one entry in the appetizers column as she remembered what Matt had told her earlier.
“Why don’t we get some of this roasted garlic to start? It looks good.” Ordering garlic should make it clear that I know this isn’t a real date.
Matt glanced at her, a furrow between his brows. He nodded and turned to the waitress who appeared tableside.
“We’ll start with the roasted garlic, and Jude, what do you want to drink?”
“Ahhh. . .” She glanced at the wine list. “Just a glass of the house white, please.”
Matt ordered a whiskey sour, and the waitress left them alone again. Jude glanced around, taking in the ambience and trying to avoid seeing the other couples nearby, who were holding hands or murmuring softly to each other. There was no denying the romance of the place, and it made her all the more uneasy that
Matt had brought her here. He was watching her, she realized. Shifting in her chair, she clutched for something to say, some safe topic of conversation.
“The bed and breakfast is really coming along.” There, that was a good start, bringing up their mutual interest in the business of Crystal Cove and the project spearheaded by her late husband.
“Yeah, I saw Logan out there today. I guess he was checking up on stuff.”
Jude frowned. “Logan was at the site today? That’s strange, he almost always comes by after he’s been there, to catch me up on how it’s going.”
Matt shrugged. “Maybe he was running behind today.”
The waitress returned with their drinks and appetizer. The head of garlic sat in the middle of a round red plate. The ends had been cut off before it was roasted, and the aroma made Jude’s mouth water. She pulled off a slice of the crisp wheat bread, captured a clove of garlic and spread it. It was still hot and felt like
heaven in her mouth.
Matt helped himself to a piece, too, and swirled his drink before taking a swig. Jude watched his hands, so different from Daniel’s. Matt had a perpetual tan, and that included his hands. In the dim light, she could barely make out the dusting of blond hairs on the backs of his fingers.
All in all, she had to concede, Matt was a good-looking guy. She caught a few other women in the dining room sneaking peeks at him. He looked a good ten years younger than he was. His athletic lifestyle and frenetic pace kept him in shape. But Jude thought the real attraction was the kindness in his soft blue eyes.
The black shirt set off his blond hair. The sleeves were snug enough that Jude could see the muscles in his arms ripple as he reached for another slice of bread.
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