
Amy Knupp Books
Henry Brothers Special Edition Bundle (paperback)
Henry Brothers Special Edition Bundle (paperback)
A set of four small-town special editions with gorgeous full color graphics inside
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Welcome to Dragonfly Lake, where the waters run deep, the neighbors are nosy, and the Henry Brothers are stealing hearts.
This is a set of four special-edition small-town romances with gorgeous scenic covers and full-color graphics inside each book. These will look beautiful on any shelf!
Includes Unraveled, Unsung, Undone, and Unexpected.
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Chapter 1, Unraveled
Chloe
There was a reason I hadnโt been back to my hometown in sixteen years.
Sixteen life-changing years. Yet as I approached the town limits of Dragonfly Lake on this brisk, drizzly March morning, there it was. That familiar feeling slid into my gut like an acid bath, sucking my self-confidence out of me and threatening to turn me back into an insecure girl from the wrong side of the tracks.
The ancient wooden sign that read โWelcome to Picturesque Dragonfly Lake, Population: More than a Couple Dozenโโhand-carved by Anna Delficoโs grandfather long before the population had grown to more than a few thousand on a good summer weekendโcame into view. I sat up straighter and steeled myself.
I glanced down at my armorโhigh-dollar, designer-label, tailored black pants, silky cream-colored blouse, the trench coat thatโd cost more than my monthly rent, and especially the red-soled, black ankle bootsโand muttered out loud, โYouโre not that girl anymore.โ
My silver Lexus ES 350 was further proof, considering my ride out of Dragonfly Lake all those years ago had been in the passenger seat of my friend Holden Henryโs beat-up old puke-green Chevy Impala.
My boss, Angelica Marks, had summoned me to a construction site meeting with no concern for my Monday schedule or my to-do list that never seemed to get any shorter. I was fine with the to-do list and the schedule and was used to doing whatever Angelica required. It was part of my job as the executive vice president of development for Marks International Hotels, a job I mostly loved.
My relationship with Angelica was not so clear-cut. On the one hand, she was a difficult person. Demanding, a perfectionist, with a cold edge to her personality that didnโt encourage close personal ties. She expected the utmost from her employees, but I couldnโt fault her for that. Those expectations were why she led a billion-dollar boutique hotel development company with sixty-two exclusive properties around the globe. Sheโd built up Marks International from nothing, and despite her less-than-warm personality, she inspired loyalty and hard work from her minions. My assistant, Bethany, was holding down the fort for me in the Nashville office, as curious as I was about why Angelica needed to talk in person.
All that aside, I owed Angelica for everything I had. Which was why, when sheโd texted me at six forty-nine a.m., asking me to make the hour-plus drive to the jobsite at Dragonfly Lake, Iโd told her Iโd be there by eight thirty.
Scanning the muddy lot, I located the trailer that had been Angelicaโs temporary home office for the past several months, parked my car, headed up the three steps, and went inside.
I expected to find my boss rattling off orders to her assistant, Sabrina, or with a phone to her ear, giving someone a silent glare that somehow transmitted over the line. Instead, she sat at the desk, alone, staring off into the distance, rubbing her chin pensively with one hand.
Weird.
Angelica was a lot of things, but pensive wasnโt one of them. She was all about action. Getting shit done and done right. Yesterday.
โGood morning,โ I said.
She jerked toward me, as if she hadnโt heard me come in. Also out of character.
โGood morning, Chloe. Have a seat.โ She offered what Iโd almost call a smile. It didnโt really reach her eyes, but still, usually she didnโt even try, and I tilted my head, thinking, What the hell is going on?
โNo notes,โ Angelica said, soundingโฆ restrained. Serious. She was always serious as a heart attack, but today she wasโฆ morose.
โWhatโs going on?โ I prompted when she didnโt immediately speak up.
She pivoted, the move efficient and precise. I heard her inhale, then she said, โOn Friday, I was diagnosed with an aggressive type of brain cancer.โ
My heart stopped. My brows shot up, and my mouth gaped open as that sank in. I tried to swallow my fear on her behalf and watched her, waiting for her to tell me it wasnโt so, but of course, if it wasnโt, those words would never have crossed her lips. She wasnโt one to joke around. Her face gave no hint of emotion.
โIโmโฆ God, Angelica. Iโm so sorry to hear that.โ
โIโm taking this week to organize, and Iโll be out indefinitely starting next Monday.โ I was still playing catch-up in my head when she continued, โI want you to take over the Dragonfly Lake project, effective as soon as you can get your team prepped to cover for you.โ
โOf course,โ I said on autopilot. Her wish, my command. Never mind that it was a giant honor to step in as the leader of this projectโof any projectโin her stead. Iโd process that later, after the whole cancer bombshell took hold.
โI never thought Iโd have to consider what to do with my lifeโs endeavor at age forty-eight,โ Angelica continued. โIโve always planned to work until Iโm eighty.โ
I nodded. Iโd heard her say she had no intention of ever retiring. She thrived on her work, lived for it. Put everything she had into it. She was an inspiration to me, regardless of her less-than-warm personality.
โI spent the weekend thinking.โ She let out another humorless laugh. โSo much damn thinking, and none of it happy thoughts. Let me tell you, Chloe, it sucks to look at your own life from a new perspective and realize how much youโve screwed up.โ
โI donโt think youโve screwโโ
โIโve lived my life all wrong,โ she insisted in that tone that brooked no arguments. โIโve put every last drop of my focus into this company. Iโve loved it more than any man in my life, nurtured it the way most women nurture a child, put all my hopes and dreams into it.โ
โYou know Iโve always admired your dedication,โ I said.
She was shaking her head, still looking off into the distance. โIt was all wrong. I was wrong. I shouldโve made time for a family, shouldโve let myself fall in love, get married, have children. Because as it stands, I have no heirs to leave my lifeโs work to. This is my legacyโโshe spread her arms to encompass the portable office, but I knew she meant the whole companyโโandโฆ who cares?โ
It was on the tip of my tongue to assure her that I cared, but she went on, picking up steam.
โIโm worth nearly a billion dollars, a billion fucking dollars, Chloe, and Iโve got no one to share that with. My company is worth even more, and I have no family to will it to. No children to carry on my endeavors. All these years, I knew what I was giving up. There were moments when I was lonely, when I wouldโve liked to have someone there for me, with me, but instead I chose to give everything I have to this company. But guess what? This company wonโt be there to hold my hand when my hair falls out. No flesh and blood of mine will be there to see that my lifeโs work goes anywhere. And all of a sudden, with that doctorโs words on Fridayโฆโ She shook her head, and her voice went quieter. โAll of a sudden, that matters to me, Chloe.โ
I sucked in a shaky breath, stunned by what she said and, I could admit, a little twitchy at the fact that I had a similar take on work. But this wasnโt about me, and I was only thirty-four anyway.
My boss shook her head and sat up straighter, finally looking directly at me, as if coming out of a fugue. โAfter deliberating for the past forty-eight hours, Iโve decided to leave Marks International to one of two people. Either Gloria or you. Iโll be straight with you, though, Chloeโฆ Iโm leaning hard toward Gloria.โ
I bit down on my lip, literally to keep from saying the first thing that came to mind.
I tilted my head and waited for her to say more.
Angelica shot a half grin my way and said, โI can hear your thoughts, Ms. Abrams. Youโre wondering why. What Gloria has that you donโt.โ
Pretty much. I nodded succinctly.
โYouโre my best worker,โ she said. โThereโs no question. Youโre my workhorse, my go-to, my office mate on the weekends. But to give you this company would guarantee youโd continue to make the same mistakes Iโve made. All work, nothing else worthwhile in your life. And yes, you have the right to make those decisions for yourself, but I donโt have to be an accomplice anymore. I wonโt be.โ
โGloria leaves by six oโclock every night,โ I pointed out, beyond biting down on my lip now.
โTo go home to her family. She has balance in her life, like you and I have never had. She works her butt off for ten hours a day and then she goes home to recharge.โ
โYouโre punishing me for being hardworking?โ
โNot punishing. Trying to help you in my possibly misguided way. But Iโm the boss. I can do that.โ Her tone was closer to her usual pre-cancer-diagnosis one. โWhen was the last time you had a relationship with a man, Chloe?โ
I didnโt bother to reply because she knew the answer. I didnโt do relationships. I did flings, hookups, and a lot of solo nights. By choice. But it was my choice, dammit, and it should be considered a positive attribute, not a weakness.
โWhen was the last time you even went on a date?โ
Holden, my friend from childhood, came to mind, because two weeks ago, heโd taken me to his dadโs wedding as his plus-one. We were just friends, regardless of the fact that Iโd had a thing for him since high school, butโฆ
โThe guy I went to the wedding with a couple of weeks ago? Weโve beenโฆ seeing each other.โ
If you called texting back and forth like we always had seeing each other. But this wasnโt hurting anyone. In fact, Holden never needed to know. Probably. And if he did, well, Iโd figure that out when I needed to, but he was a good guy, and heโd likely play along if necessary.
Angelica narrowed her eyes at me, and it made me want to squirm. Luckily I was also well versed in resisting the squirm urge.
โWhatโs the name of this man?โ
โHolden Henry. He lives here in Dragonfly Lake. Iโve known him since grade school, and something justโฆ clicked at the wedding.โ
Not exactly a lie, if clicking could be one-sided and if you overlooked the fact that itโd been years since my initial one-sided โclickingโ with Holden.
She studied me silently for several seconds that stretched out tautly. โIs it serious?โ
โIโve never felt like this about anyone else.โ That was completely true, pathetic or not, but in this moment, it served me well.
Angelica brought her steepled hands to her face and pressed her index fingers to her lower lip thoughtfully. Assessing. My gaze didnโt waver.
โYou can bring him to the anniversary dinner Friday night.โ She frowned. โLikely my last. Iโd like to meet this gentleman.โ
Her tone didnโt give me an opening to argue or hedge.
Holden had said he owed me one for being his wedding date. I hadnโt taken him seriously at the time, but nowโฆ it looked like I might take him up on it. I just hoped he was free.
Telling him about my little mistruth to my boss would be embarrassing, but if I knew him, heโd laugh it off, give me a hard time, then play along if at all possible.
Please let it be possible.
Because as much as Iโd wanted Holden over the years, Iโd always wanted even more to one day take over for Angelica. Iโd never once imagined it could be this soon, but I was capable and ready when needed; there wasnโt a doubt in my mind. Contrary to Angelicaโs belief, I did care as much as any heir or offspring could. In fact, I cared more. Like sheโd said, I lived exactly like her, giving this company my all.
And since it wasnโt hurting anyone, I would happily pretend Holden and I had a serious relationship if it gave me a better chance of being the one Angelica chose to take her lifeโs work into the future.
I just needed to find a way to break it to him.
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