Meant for Love: Gansett Island Series, Book 10 by Marie ForceMeant for Love: Gansett Island Series, Book 10 by Marie Force

Meant for Love: Gansett Island Series, Book 10

byMarie Force

Paperback | November 18, 2013

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With more than 1.5 million copies of the New York Times Bestselling McCarthys of Gansett Island Series sold since MAID FOR LOVE debuted in April 2011, this series has quickly become a fan favorite! See where it all began with MAID FOR LOVE! The series continues with....

Meant for Love
A New York Times and USA Today Bestseller!

She's waited a long time for her second chance at love...

It's been twelve years since Jenny Wilks lost her fiancé in the 9/11 attacks in New York City. Since then she's been floundering, trying to find her way. Taking the job as lighthouse keeper on Gansett Island was the best thing she could've done for herself. On the island she's found amazing friends and a wonderful new life. There's only one thing missing and that's romance. She's recently asked her new friends to fix her up with some of the island's more eligible men. While her friends are busy arranging dates for her, Alex Martinez comes to cut the grass at the lighthouse.

He's given up everything to come home to Gansett to care for his ailing mother...

Alex has gone from cultivating orchids at the US Botanic Garden in Washington to cutting grass on Gansett, like he did as a teenager. Running the family business with his brother while managing their mother's dementia requires Alex's undivided attention until a sexy lighthouse keeper shows him there's much more to life than work and endless obligation.

During a scorching summer heat wave on Gansett, Jenny and Alex take comfort in each other, and what begins as a hot summer fling quickly becomes something much more lasting. But will it hold up beyond the heat wave when real life intrudes on their sexy interlude?

Catch up with many of your favorite characters from past Gansett Island books in this latest installment in the New York Times bestselling McCarthys of Gansett Island Series!

"With the McCarthy's of Gansett Island, Marie Force makes you believe in the power of true love and happily ever after. Over and over again." -Carly Phillips, NY Times Bestselling Author of the Serendipity series

The McCarthys of Gansett Island Series
Book 1: Maid for Love
Book 2: Fool for Love
Book 3: Ready for Love
Book 4: Falling for Love
Book 5: Hoping for Love
Book 6: Season for Love
Book 7: Longing for Love
Book 8: Waiting for Love
Book 9: Time for Love
Book 10: Meant for Love
Book 10.5: Chance for Love, A Gansett Island Novella
Book 11: Gansett After Dark
Book 12: Kisses After Dark
Book 13: Love After Dark
With more than 4 million books sold, Marie Force is the New York Times, USA Today and Wall Street Journal bestselling, award-winning author of more than 40 contemporary romances. Her New York Times bestselling self-published Gansett Island Series has sold 2 million e-books since Maid for Love was released in 2011. She is also the autho...
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Title:Meant for Love: Gansett Island Series, Book 10Format:PaperbackDimensions:366 pages, 9 × 6 × 0.76 inPublished:November 18, 2013Publisher:HTJB, Inc.Language:English

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ISBN - 10:0985034181

ISBN - 13:9780985034184

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Chapter 1The dream was always the same, the last perfect moment before life as Jenny Wilks knew it ended forever. She and her fiancé, Toby, in their cozy New York City apartment, enjoying breakfast, the morning paper, the news on TV, talking about everything and nothing. He'd asked about their dinner plans, and she'd reminded him her parents were coming the next day, so they needed to clean their apartment.He'd groaned in protest, and she'd laughed at him, as she always did. She was a neat freak, and he was a certified slob. She loved him anyway, even when she had to pick up after him. Every time she had the dream, she tried to recall those final minutes, wanting desperately to know what they'd said to each other. It was the one thing she couldn't remember, and the one thing she desperately wanted to know.Toby got up to leave for work in lower Manhattan, leaning in to kiss her the way he did every morning. He looked gorgeous and successful in the suit that had been cut just for him, as he rubbed his freshly shaven cheek against hers. "I'll-"A roar of noise startled her out of a sound sleep, setting off a panic deep inside where the lingering trauma still resided. An engine, close by. In a cold sweat despite the oppressive heat, she launched out of bed and ran for the window to find a shirtless man standing on the back of the biggest lawn mower she'd ever seen. At-she glanced at the clock on her bedside table-5:45 a.m.! Was he serious?Next to the clock was a framed picture of Toby that brought back the dream in startling, vivid detail that made her eyes swim with tears and sparked fury that had her running for the lighthouse's spiral staircase. Down she went to the first floor and then one more level below to the mudroom and out into the pearly predawn, where the air was thick with heat and humidity.She burst into the yard, screaming as she went, "Hey! Hello! Do you know what the hell time it is?"The dark-haired man wore a bulky headset over his ears and couldn't possibly hear her over the roar of that.thing.he was driving. It was massive-and very, very loud. His skin glistened with sweat as day three of the heat wave from hell began on Gansett Island.Jenny looked around for something, anything she could use to get his attention and zeroed in on the bumper crop of tomatoes that had begun to ripen on the vines she'd planted earlier in the summer. Without giving a single thought to what she was about to do, she grabbed a handful of pulpy tomatoes and began flinging them at the man's back.The first two went wide, missing the target, but the third one hit him square between the shoulder blades, splattering on contact. Excellent.Recoiling from the direct hit, he cut the engine on the beast, threw off the headset and jumped from the platform, spinning to face her. "What the hell was that?" Looking around, he noticed the remnants of the first two tomatoes on the ground next to him. "Are you throwing tomatoes at me?What the hell?""I could ask you the same thing! Do you have any idea what time it is?""Ah.five something?"Despite her rage, she couldn't help but notice a muscular chest and belly, dark chest hair, tanned skin and khaki shorts that hung from narrow hips. He wore work boots with dark socks that peeked out the top of them. "Five forty-five. In the morning!""Thanks for clarifying. Do you mind leaving me alone? I've got a long day ahead of me, and you're the one who complained to the town that we hadn't been out to cut the grass. We'll, we're here to cut the grass.""Not at five forty-five in the morning you're not.""Ah, yeah, I am."She took a step closer to him. "No, you're not."He took a step in her direction. "Yes, I am."The fourth tomato in her hand went sailing toward his head.He ducked at the last second, avoiding a direct hit. "Are you completely insane?"As he looked her up and down under the cover of sunglasses, Jenny realized she was wearing next to nothing as she faced off with the angry lawn guy. The lighthouse didn't have air-conditioning, and the heat had been unbearable, thus the short nightgown she'd worn over tiny panties. She crossed her arms over her unrestrained breasts."Look, lady, I'm sorry if I woke you up, but I need to get back to work if I'm going to keep this already screwed-up day on schedule.""You're not turning that.thing back on at six o'clock in the morning! I thought I was being attacked or something.""Right. Attacked. On Gansett Island, where it's so unsafe."Jenny knew what it was like to be attacked in a place where she'd always felt safe, a thought that brought back the images from the dream, reminding her of what she'd missed out on thanks to the roar of his lawnmower.Who knew when or if she'd have the dream again? It had been more than a year since the last time Toby had "visited" her slumber. "You never know when a safe place can become unsafe." As she uttered the words, her chin quivered and her eyes swam with tears.