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Room For Love
by Sophie Pembroke
Category: Reference
Description: Can she make room for love? When wedding planner Carrie Archer inherits the crumbling Avalon Inn where she spent her childhood summers, she knows she'll do whatever it takes to make it home. With no money for renovations, that means teaming up with her boss to turn the Avalon into a dream wedding venue. But Carrie has been left more than the Inn--she's also inherited its occupants, including three senior citizens, a single father chef with childcare issues, a panicky receptionist, and one very gorgeous gardener. So when her cousin Ruth declares her intention to get married at the Avalon on Christmas Eve, Carrie finds herself juggling decorating with dance nights, budgeting with bridge games?and sabotage with seduction. WARNING: Some sexual content. And sexual frustration? A Lyrical Press Contemporary Romance
eBook Publisher: Lyrical Press, Inc., 2012 2012
eBookwise Release Date: July 2012
 
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [387 KB]
Words: 88248
Reading time: 252-352 min.
Nate caught up with her at the foot of the stairs, his bowtie hanging loose around his neck and his tuxedo jacket long since abandoned. "It went well," he said, his voice soft. He caught the sleeve of her suit, his fingers warm through the fabric. "Better than I'd imagined."
Carrie smiled. "It did, didn't it?"
"This is going to work." Nate sounded so sure, so certain, that for a moment Carrie couldn't help but believe him.
"We'll see," she said, ducking her head to hide her smile.
"Trust me." Nate bent down and tucked a finger under her chin. "You've done wonderful things here."
Carrie felt her shoulders relax as Nate's other hand came up to wrap around her waist. Maybe he'd kiss her again. That would certainly help her sleep.
They were silent, leaning against each other in the darkness of the empty lobby. "You all helped," Carrie said eventually. "I wanted to do it on my own, but..."
"You don't have to do everything alone," Nate said, and his voice was so low and wonderfully resonant against her body, that Carrie found herself swaying forward closer and closer to him.
"I'm starting to realize that," she whispered.
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