â€œEver afterâ€ wasnâ€™t the planâ€¦
Rowan O’Shea’s intention was just to visit her family in the small Alaskan town she calls home. Now she’s not sure she wants to leave, given the romantic mess she’s left behind. A temporary fake marriage to gorgeous veterinarian Zack Vogel might be the perfect solution, if she can convince Zack. But Rowan’s marriage of convenience has a seriously inconvenient snagâ€”she’s falling for her new fake husband!
A Northern Lights Novel
Book 1: The Alaskan Catch
Book 2: A Gift for Santa
Book 3: Alaskan Hideaway
Book 4: An Alaskan Proposal
Book 5: Sweet Home Alaska
Book 6: Alaskan Dreams
Book 7: An Alaskan Family Christmas
Book 8: An Alaskan Homecoming
One winner will receive a $25 Amazon gift card and Alaskan Dreams, An Alaskan Proposal and Sweet Home Alaska (paperbacks if winner is in the US, ebooks otherwise)
Ends June 30, 2021
The familiar view from the bedroom window overlooked green pastures and patches of cool forests. When Rowan was a child, the pastures had been dotted with black-and-white Holsteins. Now Lauren’s beloved dairy goats grazed there, and the farm was once again alive with activity. Alaska had always been a special place for Rowan, a sanctuary away from the stress and expectations of the nomad life her family lived. And Gran and Grandy were always there, as solid as the mountains.
As Rowan watched, a trio of baby goats initiated a game of tag, running and ducking through the herd. One jumped onto his mother’s back and gazed down at his pursuer. Rowan imagined he was chanting the goat equivalent of “nah, nah, na, nah, nah.”
Her phone chimed, signaling a text from Mom. Rowan sighed and dialed. Mom picked up on the second ring. “You said you’d call.”
“My flight was delayed, and I missed my connection in Seattle, so I had to layover for several hours before I could catch another flight.” Rowan put the phone on speaker and set it on the desk, leaving her hands free to unpack.
“You could have let me know you made it to Anchorage.”
“It was the middle of the night. I didn’t want to wake you.” Rowan hung two shirts in the closet.
“You should have texted, then. I was worried.”
“I’m fine. The phone wasn’t working at the farm until Patrick gave me the Wi-Fi code just now. He brought me home from the airport. Didn’t he tell you I’d arrived?”
“Yes, but I need to talk with you. Venues book up fast. We’ll need to coordinate with the Tanakas to get an idea of the size of the guest list. I’ll set up a lunch with Coralie.” Sutton’s mother had been Mom’s sorority sister at William & Mary. “Did you and Sutton set a date before you left?”
“No.” Rowan licked her lips and twisted the unfamiliar diamond ring back and forth on her finger. “He’s so busy. He’ll be in Palo Alto for another two weeks at least.”
“Well, you need to get with his assistant to go over his calendar and carve out some time. We’ll need at least nine months for planning. More if you don’t get a move on. How do you feel about harps?”
“Never mind. We can talk about music once we’ve chosen a venue. In the meantime, I’ve made a list of wedding gown designers, ranked by—”
“Mom, can we do this later? I need to finish unpacking and check on Gran.” Rowan put some socks in a drawer and shut it with a little more force than necessary.
“I spoke with Bonnie fifteen minutes ago. Her surgery isn’t until Monday. I wish she’d taken my advice to go to that top surgeon in Seattle, but she assures me it’s a simple outpatient procedure. I don’t understand why you felt the need to be there with her when you have so much you should be doing here. She has Patrick and Lauren.”
“Patrick and Lauren have the farm to take care of, and Gran will need someone to take her to doctor’s appointments and physical therapy.”
“But your job—”
“I took a leave of absence. I need to go, Mom. I’ll let you know once Sutton and I have had a chance to talk.”
“Well, don’t leave it too long. I’ll email you this list of designers, although it would help if I knew the season—”
“As soon as I know, so will you. Bye, Mom.” Rowan ended the call. How did she get herself into this situation? She twisted the diamond ring again, and then, with a decisive motion, pulled it from her finger and tucked it into the nightstand drawer.