Rochelle Alers

The Sheriff Of Wickham Falls


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      You can search the world over...

      But sometimes love is right next door.

      Deputy Sheriff Seth Collier is content to serve and protect the citizens of Wickham Falls...until the sexy ex-marine meets his new next-door neighbor. Dr. Natalia Hawkins left the big-city ER for a small-town practice. And while Seth is everything her nasty ex wasn’t...Natalia’s head says to leave him in the friend zone. But her heart says this may be a second chance at love.

      Since 1988, national bestselling author ROCHELLE ALERS has written more than eighty books and short stories. She has earned numerous honors, including the Zora Neale Hurston Award, the Vivian Stephens Award for Excellence in Romance Writing and a Career Achievement Award from RT Book Reviews. She is a member of Zeta Phi Beta Sorority, Inc., Iota Theta Zeta Chapter. A full-time writer, she lives in a charming hamlet on Long Island. Rochelle can be contacted through her website, www.rochellealers.org.

      Home to Wickham Falls

      Her Wickham Falls SEAL

      Claiming the Captain’s Baby

      Sweet Silver Bells

      Sweet Southern Nights

      Sweet Destiny

      Here I Am

      Because of You

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      The Sheriff of Wickham Falls

      Rochelle Alers

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      ISBN: 978-1-474-07815-3

      THE SHERIFF OF WICKHAM FALLS

      © 2018 Rochelle Alers

      Published in Great Britain 2018

      by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF

      All rights reserved including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form. This edition is published by arrangement with Harlequin Books S.A.

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, locations and incidents are purely fictional and bear no relationship to any real life individuals, living or dead, or to any actual places, business establishments, locations, events or incidents. Any resemblance is entirely coincidental.

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      The Sheriff of Wickham Falls is dedicated to

      my three brothers and late father—

      all of whom honorably served in the US military.

      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       About the Author

       Title Page

       Copyright

       Dedication

       Chapter One

       Chapter Two

       Chapter Three

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Epilogue

       Extract

       About the Publisher

       Chapter One

      Tap! Tap! Tap!

      Natalia Hawkins opened one eye and then the other, and stared up at the ceiling in her bedroom; staccato tapping had jolted her out of her much-needed sleep, and she wasn’t ready to accept that she’d moved into a house with a woodpecker living in a tree on the property.

      Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!

      There it was again. After sitting up and sweeping off the sheet and lightweight blanket,