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Love a Little Sideways: Book Seven of The Kowalskis

Love a Little Sideways: Book Seven of The Kowalskis

By: Shannon Stacey | Other books by Shannon Stacey
Published By: Carina Press
Published: Nov 26, 2013
ISBN # 9780373002252
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Love a Little Sideways: Book Seven of The Kowalskis by Shannon Stacey - Romance>Contemporary

Liz Kowalski is heading home to Whitford, Maine--this time for good. Eager for her family, a fresh start and some fun, she doesn't count on being rescued by the chief of police her very first night back in town. Drew is everything she's not looking for...so why is she still so attracted to him?

After a brief, forbidden rendezvous at her brother's wedding, Drew Miller expects Liz to return to New Mexico and stay there. He's searching for someone to settle down with, not a casual fling with his best friend's sister. But when they're stuck together on the annual Kowalski camping trip, things start going a little sideways. Keeping their hands off each other proves just as impossible as keeping their secret from becoming public knowledge.

Amid family, mud and melted marshmallow, Liz and Drew try to fight what's growing between them. But a little time alone, a lot of chemistry and too many opinions might be just what it takes to bring together two people so determined not to fall in love.

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Liz Kowalski's thirty-year-old shitbox, loaded down with everything she owned, went by the Welcome To Whitford, Maine, sign trunk-first, bald tires hydroplaning as it headed for the ditch.

Knuckles white on the steering wheel, she swore as the ass end clipped a tree and the trunk popped open. Closing that sucker had been like shoving a twelve-inch Jack into a two-inch box and she could almost hear the sproing of her belongings popping out. Welcome home, she thought in the seconds before the Buick's nose smacked left-fender-first into the trunk of an old pine, stopping its slide with a bone-jarring jerk.

Well. That sucked.

Liz sat there for a minute, breathing hard and wondering how long it would be before she could pry her fingers off the steering wheel. Five minutes, maybe. Ten. She'd never been so scared in all her life.

The knock on her window almost made her wet herself. An older man with a fisherman's hat perched on his head was peering in at her and she could see a woman--his wife, presumably--trying to see over his shoulder. Liz read the words is she dead on her lips.

Rolling down her window, Liz forced a reassuring smile. "I really appreciate you stopping, but I'm fine, thank you."

"You just sit tight," the man said. "My wife called 9-1-1 for you."

Oh, no. No no no. "You didn't have to do that. I'm okay. Really. Not even a scratch on me."

She wasn't entirely sure of that fact, but she didn't seem to hurt anywhere. Just a whole lot of muscles that had tensed up and were now relaxing. And maybe a little headache starting.

"It's no trouble at all, and we'll stay with you until the police arrive."

Maybe it wouldn't be Drew Miller. He was the chief of police in Whitford, after all, so maybe he didn't respond to minor traffic accidents. He probably sat at his desk and pushed papers while sending patrol officers to minor accident scenes. She hoped.

Liz pulled the handle to open the door, but Mister Good Samaritan pushed against it. "You shouldn't move around until the paramedics check you out."

"It's raining. You should get back in your car." So she could have relative privacy to scope out how many of her belongings were getting soaked. When the man shook his head, she bit down on a sigh of frustration. "I slid off the road and clipped a tree. It's not even a real accident."

"You could be in shock."

From sideswiping a tree? Not likely. But she couldn't be any more firm with her would-be rescuers without being rude. "I didn't even hit my head on the window."

"Better safe than sorry."

It was another five very awkward minutes before she heard the siren. Rather than being relieved rescue from her hovering Good Samaritans was imminent, Liz leaned her head back and closed her eyes. She didn't even bother hoping it wasn't the chief as the wailing grew closer. The way her luck was running, it would be Drew and everything was about to get a lot more awkward.

"Don't go to sleep, honey," Mrs. Good Samaritan yelled through the window. "You might have a head injury. Stay with us!"

She wasn't going anywhere, but she opened her eyes to make her rescuers feel better. And because she had her eyes wide open, she couldn't miss the Whitford Police Department cruiser that pulled up. It wasn't a sedan with the familiar striped scheme down the side. No, this one was a big, black, shiny, four-by-four SUV with a light bar across the roof and the town seal on the door. It was the kind of vehicle the top of the departmental food chain...

Love a Little Sideways: Book Seven of The Kowalskis
By: Shannon Stacey
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