I’m a free spirit, letting the universe guide me. After getting fired—again—and finding my lights turned off—again—I’m positive the universe is telling me to move to Jetty Beach.
But the first thing I manage to do in Jetty Beach is give myself a concussion. When I wake up, he’s there. Dr. Cody Jacobsen.
With a gorgeous body, ridiculous dimples, and an adorable bedside manner, Cody literally saves the day—taking care of me and giving me a place to stay.
Our chemistry is off the charts. But to a man like him—mature and put together—I’m a wild breeze who throws him off kilter. And for a woman like me—who never truly lets anyone in—he might want more than I can give.
He might want everything.
***Must Be Fate is a stand alone, full-length romance with a HEA. It's steamy, with explicit language and content meant for a mature audience. If you're ready for him, the doctor is in.***
All Jetty Beach romances are stand alone novels with interconnecting characters you come to love. They can be read independently, but are most fun read in order.
Must Be Love (Nicole and Ryan)
Must Be Crazy (Melissa and Jackson)
Must Be Fate (Cody and Clover)
Must Be Home (Hunter and Emma) ~ coming soon!
- Original Title:Must Be Fate (Cody and Clover) (Jetty Beach #3)
- Author:Claire Kingsley
- Rating:8.74 / 10
- Publisher:Published August 24th 2016
The line is practically out the door, and I can’t make espresso fast enough.
My mass of curly blond hair keeps trying to break free of my hair tie while I work. I blow a curl out of my eye while I steam a pitcher of two percent. That’s right, isn’t it? The customer wants two percent? Or was that the customer before? Crap, I can’t remember. The café has been slammed for the last hour and my head is spinning.
I finish up the drink and put a lid on the cup. I hate working in a place that uses paper cups, but what are you gonna do? I need to make rent.
“Mark,” I call out, reading the name on the cup. “Twelve-ounce double shot vanilla latte.”
A man in a button-down shirt and tie comes forward. I flash him my friendliest smile. He looks annoyed.
“Thanks for coming in,” I say, my voice cheery.
His face softens as he grabs his coffee, and ...