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More Than Neighbors (Blackberry Bay #1)
by Shannon Stacey
by Shannon Stacey
MORE THAN NEIGHBORS by Shannon Stacey (on-sale June 16, 2020): The only thing they have in common is a property line! Cam Maguire is in Blackberry Bay to unravel a family secret. Meredith Price has moved next door with her daughter. He’s unattached. She’s a widowed single mom. He’s owned by a cat. She’s definitely team canine. All these neighbors have in common is a property line. One they cross…over and over. And Cam thought he knew what he wanted—until his family’s secret changes everything.
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MY REVIEW
I confess sweet (read, clean) romances are not usually my thing, but I ended up enjoying this one. Cam and Meredith are a couple of wonderful characters individually, and together are even better. Coupled with the small town backdrop, one adorable little girl and two furry friends, I found this a feelgood, lighthearted read.
Excerpt, MORE THAN NEIGHBORS by Shannon Stacey (Harlequin Special Edition)
“I’m definitely adding building a fence to my to-do list,” Meredith told Oscar as she stood in the yard, waiting patiently for the dog to find just the perfect place to do his business.
Even though it was the middle of June, the morning was damp and chilly, and she regretted letting Oscar’s potty dance push her into going outside with nothing but a light cardigan thrown over her sleep shorts, cami and flip-flops.
But it was a new yard and Oscar wanted to make sure he’d sniffed every blade of grass before deciding on a good spot, so Meredith clutched her cardigan closed with her free hand and shivered.
“We definitely need a fence,” she said. “That way I can open the door and let you out, and you can take all the time you need.”
“Moving in and putting up a fence first thing, huh?” A deep male voice—his voice—spoke, and Meredith whirled to face it, wrapping Oscar’s leash around her legs.
Cam was standing on his back deck, thankfully wearing a shirt this time. The tight gray Henley did little to tone down his sex appeal, though, and she tried to ignore her growing awareness of just how little.
She hadn’t dated since Devin passed away, and at times she wondered if she ever would again. So feeling this buzz of sexual awareness was new, and she wasn’t entirely sure if it was welcome or not. It was a comfort to know she still had those feelings. But having them for Cam Maguire wasn’t ideal.
On the one hand, it was fairly safe to be attracted to a man who’d be leaving at the end of the summer. It was temporary. But on the other hand, one summer could feel like a long time when trying to ignore a very sexy man she was undoubtedly going to see every day since he lived next door. She wanted to savor the hot flush of physical desire, but not act on it because she had enough on her plate already—she’d just moved all the way across the country and had a little girl to get settled. Resisting Cam would be a lot easier if he wasn’t practically within arm’s reach.
He was holding a massive pink ceramic mug with a cat paw etched onto it, and steam drifted away from the rim. “Fences don’t seem very neighborly.”
“Then you can be neighborly and stand over here with my dog while he takes his sweet time,” she said, trying to ignore the fact she wasn’t really dressed for a conversation with her new neighbor.
Actually, she wasn’t really dressed to talk to any-body except her daughter and her dog, but especially not to the handsome guy next door. But when his gaze traveled down her legs before returning to her face, she lifted her chin and refused to feel embarrassed.
Hey, she had great legs.
“There are rules about building fences, you know. Property lines. Setbacks. All kinds of fun stuff.”
“I’m not talking about a stockade fence,” she told him as she stepped free from the tangle of Oscar’s leash. “He’s a tiny dog. It doesn’t take much to keep him inside.”
“Legalities don’t care if it’s six inches or six feet.” He shrugged. “A fence is a fence.”
Her neighbor was as annoying as he was attractive. “Obviously I’d look into the legalities before having one installed. And that’s an interesting mug or a guy who claims he doesn’t own the cat who lives in his house.”
He looked at the cat print as if he hadn’t noticed it before. “It’s not my cat. And it’s not my mug, either.”
She waited, but he didn’t add to the statement. He was a puzzle and the urge to try to figure him out was strong, but she had neither the time nor the patience to wheedle more pieces out of him.
Oscar started walking toward the house and, when he reached the end of his leash, gave her a questioning look. Though she had a pickup baggie in the pocket of her cardigan, she hadn’t been paying attention and she had no desire to go on a poop hunt in her pajamas with Cam watching her. She’d come back later when he wasn’t outside. Since he was staying for the summer and had mentioned spreadsheets, he was probably working remotely and would spend his days inside with his computer.
“I’ll leave you to somebody else’s mug, then,” she said and he lifted it in a brief salute before she followed Oscar up the steps to the deck and into the house.
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