Who knew that coming back to Pebble Point would throw me, Etta Harwood, right into the arms of the town's silver fox, Professor Alexander Fairmont? (And by arms, I mean a job at his publishing house, because, you know, professionalism first.)
Here I am, a curvy writer with dreams bigger than my suitcase, working side by side with my late father's best friend. Cue the office romance vibes and the age-gap whispers that have the small-town tongues wagging. Our reconnection? Sparks flying over manuscripts and moonlit walks, because apparently, we're living in a romantic comedy.
But as we navigate this script of second chances, I'm trying not to fall for the boss, who's not just any boss, but a gentleman with a penchant for poetry and making my heart do somersaults. With every shared secret and laugh, Pebble Point starts feeling less like a stopgap and more like home.