All kidding aside, I'm thrilled to have my dream finally come to a reality. I hope you enjoy Mitch and Emma's enemies-to-lovers story. I had a blast writing it and in all honesty, when I finally wrote The End, my heart broke.
I fell hard and fast for my hero Mitch McKenna. Though the same can't be said for my feisty heroine Emma LeFleur. You see, it took Emma a while to see Mitch's charm. Eventually, Mitch's sexy sense of humor melts her heart but not before she almost drives him mad in her attempt to make him regret the deal they'd made. Here, check out one of her brilliant moves.
Emma jumped every time the door chimed, signaling a customer had entered the store. She glanced at the clock and sighed. She expected Mitch to come in at any moment and she was dreading having to face him again—especially after having had to endure his smug expression on the drive home last night. Damn Lorraine and her perverted mouth.
She was in the back room, busy pulling a red-and white-checkered sweater over a fidgety apple head Chihuahua, when Dorinda poked her head in. “You’re taking Bogie and Lulu to the parade?”
She had to bite her lip to keep from grinning. “No, I’m taking Bogie. Mitch is taking Lulu.” She lifted the dog, carefully keeping her fingers away from Lulu’s bared teeth. “How does she look?”
Dorinda’s mouth gaped open. “Mean and ridiculous. Does Mitch know he’s taking a five-pound diva to the party?”
She beamed. “I thought I’d surprise him.”
“Oh, he’ll be more than surprised,” Dorinda muttered, her voice fading as she hurried to the front of the store to welcome a customer.
Emma hoped it was Mitch. She couldn’t wait to see his expression when she handed him Mrs. Madsen’s cherished companion, now homeless. Served him right. He should adopt Lulu; he was responsible for taking the poor dog’s home from under her paws. Mrs. Madsen’s kids wanted no part of the ill-tempered dog since they had young children. Poor Lulu would have ended up a statistic at the shelter if Emma hadn’t offered to watch her ‘til someone decided to adopt her.
She heard Mitch’s deep voice coming from the front of the store and immediately her heart did a somersault.
Get a grip.
Why did she have to be so sensitive to his presence? He wasn’t even within eyesight and already nervous energy hummed in her veins.
She grabbed both dogs’ leashes and headed out front. As expected, Mitch’s eyes narrowed when he saw her toting the two canines. She smiled demurely, certain her eyes were blazing with mirth. “Mitch, meet Lulu. Your date.”
Mitch rubbed the prickly growth on his jaw, but his eyes were transfixed on Lulu, whose teeth were bared and ready for battle. “My what?”
“Lulu is your date for the doggy costume parade.”
He coughed into his closed fist. “Very funny.”
Emma kept her steadfast gaze on Mitch’s face and avoided looking at Dorinda, who was by the cash register pretending not to be listening to their conversation. “Does that mean you don’t want to go?”
Mitch rolled his eyes before he broke into a devastatingly handsome grin that made Emma’s toes curl. “I get it. I get it. You win. I’ll take her. But there’s no way in hell I’m taking her wearing that stupid sweater.”
“It’s a pirate’s vest to keep her warm.”
“She’s a dog.”
“It’s cold outside.”
“She’s got fur.”
Emma arched her brow. “You’re not worried about what people might say about your masculinity, are you?” She noticed him clenching his jaw and snickered inside.
“It’ll take more than a toy dog to ruin my masculinity. And why isn’t your dog wearing a costume?”
She pulled a red-and-black bandana out of her apron and tied it around Bogie’s neck. “He wears this.”
“Of course he does.”
She shrugged out of her apron and grabbed her Windbreaker. “Shall we?”
To save his flailing real estate development project Mitch McKenna knows what he must do: persuade his nemesis and neighbor Emma LeFleur to go to bat for him and convince the town that he’s a sweetheart. Easy as pie, unless you consider he’s threatened to bulldoze her home with her in it.