Remembering You
Eighteen. That’s how many Valentine’s Days I’ve spent alone. For nearly two decades, I’ve filled my days raising my children in my dream home, in my dream town, as I worked my dream job. I was only missing one thing: my dream man. Because eighteen years ago, the love of my life — Jim Tripp, my husband and the father of my children, died suddenly.
Dating again? It never sounded appealing. In all this time, I never had a date proposal that made me want to accept. Until now…
There’s only one problem: For my first date in decades, the extremely sexy Dr. Chris Foster is taking me to Jolie’s French Restaurant. The very place my late husband and I had our first date. A first date that led to one of the most passion-filled nights of my life.
I always thought you only get one great love in your life. Is it possible I’d be lucky enough to get two?
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