“This is the funniest setup I’ve read all year! You’ll be cheering for Winnie and Dex!” —Sarina Bowen, USA Today bestselling author
Ignite, an all-new sexy, grumpy single dad meets the sunshine girl next door romantic comedy from USA Today and #1 Amazon bestselling author Melanie Harlow, is now live!
My new neighbor is a firefighter—and a scorching hot single dad—but I swear I didn’t set off that smoke alarm on purpose.
(And I was beyond mortified when he rushed in and saw me naked.)
Nothing happened, of course—because I, Winnie MacAllister, romance junkie and owner of a constantly broken heart, have sworn off men for one solid year.
Even protective men with chiseled jaws, bulging biceps, and deep brown eyes that make my breath come faster. Even former SEALs with broad chests and strong hands that make my skin sizzle. Even gorgeous, grumpy guys who have their hands full raising two adorable little girls and claim they don’t believe in love.
Until Dex kisses me one night, and I drop all my defenses.
(Also my underwear.)
He says he’s not gentle, and he’s right. He says I should take the dream job I’m offered in another state, and he’s right. He says he’s too old for me and could never be the man I deserve.
Dex and I might be twelve years apart, but the fire between us is the kind that will never burn out.
How can I convince him to give happily-ever-after with me a chance?
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Ignite is the sixth book in the Cloverleigh Farms series by Melanie Harlow. This is the start of a next generation series! You don’t have to read he previous books to enjoy the kids’ stories but I highly recommend it. I have loved and fallen hard for each book and this is Winnie’s (Mack & Frannie’s daughter) story…
Dex was ready to move into his new place along with his two daughters, Hallie and Luna. It had been two years since the divorce and he was home for good after being a Navy SEAL. He was now a firefighter in the small town and a single dad who made mistakes but wanted to give his daughters everything. Except a cat. His girls were all he needed and those two days a week he had them were his favorite days. And when he met his new neighbor, Winnie, he wanted to run but his girls had other plans. They wanted friendship. He knew he was fucked…
Winnie wanted to bite him. The moment she saw him get out of the truck, she knew he was a hottie and when two girls gave him a hug she melted. He was older than her. He was broody. He didn’t believe in happily ever after. If they met months ago there would have been a chance of her walking away. Now? She was good. She wouldn’t fall in love with him, she was in charge of her own feelings. She won’t make the mistakes of her past. Falling hard and fast. Then he goes and kisses her and later she makes a deal with him. No love, no feelings. Only sex. It wouldn’t work anyway, right?
Omfg! Love, love, loved this book. Second generation is so fun! And damn, age gap as well…yes! I am here for it. I fell hard for these two! They are so unexpected in the best ways. I also loved Hallie and Luna and their morning shit-talks 😂. This book made me laugh so fucking much. They are raw as well. Their story isn’t perfect. They truly have to fight. I can’t wait for the next book, I have a feeling I know who the characters are and I am so excited. It was awesome to catch up with other characters as well.
“Fuck,” I muttered, unable to find another napkin anywhere.
“That’s a dollar-fifty, Daddy.”
“A dollar-fifty!” I turned around and looked at them in the back seat. “You said yesterday the F word was only a buck.”
Hallie smiled sweetly. “Prices go up on Sunday.”
“Because of Jesus,” added Luna.
“I am not adorable. I am manly and tough. Even when I’m sewing.”
“You are. And this is one hundred percent the hottest thing a guy has ever done for me.”
“I forgot to tell you I don’t love you.” He shrugged. “Given how nice I was tonight, I didn’t want you to get worried or anything.”
She looked a little nervous, not that I blamed her, as she held out a small pink box of Band-Aids. “I had these lying around and thought Luna might want them for her knee. Band-Aids sometimes come off in the shower, so . . .” I reached out and took them from her, noticing she was careful not to let our fingers touch this time. “Thanks.” “That’s it—I just wanted to—um, okay, have a good night.” She turned to leave, and I probably should have let her.“Wait a second.” She faced me again, her expression still wary. “I’m sorry about that.” I gestured over my shoulder with the pink box. “My ex-wife—the girls’ mom—knows how to get a rise out of me.” “Oh, that’s okay. It’s none of my business, and I didn’t really hear anything.” It was obvious she’d heard everything. I nodded slowly. “Well, thanks for the Band-Aids. Luna will appreciate it.” Her smile was back, along with that stutter in my chest. “Good. Enjoy your night.” “You too.” She turned around and went down the steps, cutting across the lawn to her place with that same youthful bounce in her step. Glancing down at the box, I shook my head—of course she had a whole thing of pink princess Band-Aids. I shut the door and trudged up the stairs to get the kids cleaned up. Hallie went first, after a brief attempt to get me to let her wear socks in the shower. As usual, I refused, explaining again that the entire house had been thoroughly cleaned before we moved in, and I’d been here yesterday to make sure of it. While she was getting dressed, I made sure Luna washed her hair and used soap, then helped her get dried off. After hanging up their towels, I double-checked that they’d chosen appropriate clothing and was just about to get in my own shower when I heard a series of high-pitched beeps. “What’s that?” Hallie said, scrunching up her face. Instantly on high alert, I put my hand up. “Shh.” I heard it again, and recognized it as a smoke detector going off, but not in our house—we were hearing it through the walls. “Stay here.” I raced out of their room and took the stairs down three at a time, jumping to the bottom with five to go. Barreling out my front door, I ran over to Winnie’s and knocked. The alarm was clearly coming from inside her unit, and when she didn’t answer the door, I made a split-second decision to bust in. Fortunately, the door wasn’t locked. I shouldered it open, relieved when I didn’t see or smell smoke right away. Winnie’s townhouse was laid out exactly like mine, and I immediately realized the detector going off was upstairs. Racing up the steps three at a time, I reached the master bedroom doorway just in time to see Winnie climbing onto a suitcase, one hand reaching toward the ceiling to disconnect the unit. My jaw dropped. She was totally naked and dripping wet.One hand was clutching a small towel to her chest that didn’t fucking hide anything . Behind her, steam from her shower billowed from her bathroom, which must have been what set off the alarm—some detectors are that sensitive. Behind me, I heard clamoring on the stairs, and a second later both Hallie and Luna rushed into the bedroom. Startled, Winnie looked over and saw us. Her eyes went wide as she screamed, lost her footing, and toppled backward off the suitcase. She landed hard on her ass, arms and legs flailing like a rag doll. Averting my eyes, I strode over and disconnected the unit while she scrambled toward the bathroom on her hands and knees, presumably in search of a bigger towel. But then she slammed the door . . . and didn’t come out. The eighty-five decibel alarm had ceased, but the sirens in my head continued.I looked at the girls. Luna had her hands over her mouth. Hallie’s eyes were wide, and she pointed to the bathroom door. “Winnie was naked,” she whispered. “We saw her bum.” “Quiet,” I scolded angrily. “You two were supposed to stay at our house. You didn’t follow my orders.” “But Daddy, we were scared,” Luna said. Her hair was still wet and tangled. “We came to find you.”“We’ll talk about it later, but when I tell you to stay put, you stay put-especially in an emergency. Understand?” They nodded. “Now go back to our house, both of you.”“But what about Winnie? Is she okay?”I went over to the bathroom door and knocked, trying not to picture her naked. The shower wasn’t running anymore. “Winnie? Are you okay?” “I’m fine!” “Are you hurt?” “I’m fine!” she repeated in the same false, bright tone. A tiny smile inched onto my lips. “Are you sure?”
About Melanie Harlow USA Today bestselling author Melanie Harlow likes her martinis dry, her heels high, and her history with the naughty bits left in. When she’s not writing or reading, she gets her kicks from TV series like Ted, Lasso, Schitt’s Creek, and Fleabag. She occasionally runs three miles, but only so she can have more gin and steak.
Melanie is the author of the BELLAMY CREEK series, the CLOVERLEIGH FARMS series, the ONE & ONLY series, AFTER WE FALL series, the HAPPY CRAZY LOVE series, and the FRENCHED series. She lifts her glass to romance readers and writers from her home near Detroit, MI, where she lives with her husband, two daughters, and pet rabbit.
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