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He’s all kinds of man. But is he a family man?
It’s good to be home! But civilian life isn’t easy for Mark Delaney. The former surf champ copes by carving California waves and working solo as the handyman for his family’s beachfront hotel. Until Laurel Prescott, pretty owner of the new B and B—and widowed mother of three—asks for his help. One small task leads to another and another, and suddenly Mark is knee-deep in kids, responsibility...and a love he never dreamed possible.
LYNNE MARSHALL used to worry she had a serious problem with daydreaming, and then she discovered she was supposed to write those stories down! A late bloomer, she came to fiction writing after her children were nearly grown. Now she battles the empty nest by writing romantic stories about life, love and happy endings. She’s a proud mother and grandmother who loves babies, dogs, books, music and traveling.
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Soldier, Handyman, Family Man
Lynne Marshall
ISBN: 978-1-474-07753-8
SOLDIER, HANDYMAN, FAMILY MAN
© 2018 Janet Maarschalk
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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To our true heroes
who risk their lives for their country,
their cities, their neighborhoods,
their friends and their families,
and who often pay a personal price.
You have my deepest respect.
Contents
The attractive brunette juggling a cardboard box and a plastic trash bag filled with who knew what needed help. Mark Delaney had first noticed her yesterday when her bobbing ponytail had proved to be very distracting. Now, seeing disaster about to happen, he sprang from the ladder, where he painted the underside of The Drumcliffe Hotel roof trim, nearly rolling an ankle. Then he jogged across the street attempting to hide the limp.
“Need help?”
“Oh.” She tossed him a flustered glance, the box precariously slipping from her grasp. “Yes, please.”
He rushed in and grabbed it, surprised how light it was.
“My favorite English tea set’s in there.” She used her head to signal the delicate nature of the contents. “Should’ve