Kentbury Tales

If practice makes perfect, I should excel at pretending that Heath Miller doesn’t affect me. That I’m immune to that wide jaw, taut body, and the unique woodsy-aftershave-engine-oil scent that makes my ovaries explode. Since before I could walk, he’s been my champion. My best friend. The one problem I can’t solve. Why? If I tell him I love him, I’ll lose him and his adorable daughter. Maybe the best Christmas gift I can give him—and myself—is to turn in the keys to my B&B and put some distance between us.

Everything is falling apart. I just got fired—by my father. My boyfriend decided I wasn’t good enough—during my Grandma’s funeral. That hot guy I met at the bar—I didn’t get one kiss from him. All I have left is to start a new life. But before I embark into the unknown, I head to Kentbury. Someone has to warn my paternal grandmother that her son wants to leave her destitute. And who do I find instead? Tall, hot, and delicious Bishop Harris.

My father disowned me, just like my sister before me. Fortunately, one of my brothers took me into his home. I’m picking up the pieces, learning to handle my grandmother’s bakery… And dealing with my brother’s best friend. Henrik Tremblay is grumpy, infuriating, and too handsome for my broken heart. It’s impossible to avoid him in this small town. And when my grandmother pushes us to organize the annual love festival. . . I get the feeling only one of us will come out of this alive.

From USA Today bestselling author Claudia Burgoa comes the fourth novella in the Kentbury Tales series.

I came to Kentbury to recover. A heart attack has a way of forcing you to slow down, even if you’re not ready. My family insisted I take a break from my relentless life in Boston, dragging me to this small town where the only thing on my to-do list is co-chairing the Pumpkin Festival. Simple, right? Then I meet Meadow—an artist with fiery red hair and a smile that feels like sunlight after a long storm. She’s juggling a gallery opening, family obligations, and town festivals, making it all look easy. But in her eyes is a woman who knows what it’s like to carry too much.

Until a year ago, I had a pretty good handle on my life. I ran my grandmother’s flower shop, lived in the quaint apartment above it, and everything was perfectly fine. Until business slowed, bills piled up, and I started wondering if I’d lose everything. Now, I’m holding it all together by a thread—depending on one major wedding order that could save everything. But, of course, a blizzard hits, and my delivery van breaks down. And who shows up to help? Holden Miller. My first love and the man who broke my heart. Brooding, distant, and somehow even more infuriatingly handsome.