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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

โญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธ "Sometimes just a simple story is enough to restore the sunshine in our life and correct the gratitude lens. This series is one of those stories."

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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 hadnโ€™t 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 โ€œWelcome to Picturesque Dragonfly Lake, Population: More than a Couple Dozenโ€โ€”hand-carved by Anna Delficoโ€™s grandfather long before the population had grown to more than a few thousand on a good summer weekendโ€”came into view. I sat up straighter and steeled myself.

I glanced down at my armorโ€”high-dollar, designer-label, tailored black pants, silky cream-colored blouse, the trench coat thatโ€™d cost more than my monthly rent, and especially the red-soled, black ankle bootsโ€”and muttered out loud, โ€œYouโ€™re 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 Henryโ€™s 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 didnโ€™t encourage close personal ties. She expected the utmost from her employees, but I couldnโ€™t 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. Sheโ€™d 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 sheโ€™d texted me at six forty-nine a.m., asking me to make the hour-plus drive to the jobsite at Dragonfly Lake, Iโ€™d told her Iโ€™d be there by eight thirty.

Scanning the muddy lot, I located the trailer that had been Angelicaโ€™s 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 wasnโ€™t one of them. She was all about action. Getting shit done and done right. Yesterday.

โ€œGood morning,โ€ I said.

She jerked toward me, as if she hadnโ€™t heard me come in. Also out of character.

โ€œGood morning, Chloe. Have a seat.โ€ She offered what Iโ€™d almost call a smile. It didnโ€™t really reach her eyes, but still, usually she didnโ€™t even try, and I tilted my head, thinking, What the hell is going on?

โ€œNo notes,โ€ Angelica said, soundingโ€ฆ restrained. Serious. She was always serious as a heart attack, but today she wasโ€ฆ morose.

โ€œWhatโ€™s going on?โ€ I prompted when she didnโ€™t immediately speak up.

She pivoted, the move efficient and precise. I heard her inhale, then she said, โ€œOn 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 wasnโ€™t so, but of course, if it wasnโ€™t, those words would never have crossed her lips. She wasnโ€™t one to joke around. Her face gave no hint of emotion.

โ€œIโ€™mโ€ฆ God, Angelica. Iโ€™m so sorry to hear that.โ€

โ€œIโ€™m taking this week to organize, and Iโ€™ll be out indefinitely starting next Monday.โ€ I was still playing catch-up in my head when she continued, โ€œI want you to take over the Dragonfly Lake project, effective as soon as you can get your team prepped to cover for you.โ€

โ€œOf 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 projectโ€”of any projectโ€”in her stead. Iโ€™d process that later, after the whole cancer bombshell took hold.

โ€œI never thought Iโ€™d have to consider what to do with my lifeโ€™s endeavor at age forty-eight,โ€ Angelica continued. โ€œIโ€™ve always planned to work until Iโ€™m eighty.โ€

I nodded. Iโ€™d 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.

โ€œI spent the weekend thinking.โ€ She let out another humorless laugh. โ€œSo 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 youโ€™ve screwed up.โ€

โ€œI donโ€™t think youโ€™ve screwโ€”โ€

โ€œIโ€™ve lived my life all wrong,โ€ she insisted in that tone that brooked no arguments. โ€œIโ€™ve put every last drop of my focus into this company. Iโ€™ve 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€

โ€œYou know Iโ€™ve always admired your dedication,โ€ I said.

She was shaking her head, still looking off into the distance. โ€œIt was all wrong. I was wrong. I shouldโ€™ve made time for a family, shouldโ€™ve let myself fall in love, get married, have children. Because as it stands, I have no heirs to leave my lifeโ€™s work to. This is my legacyโ€โ€”she spread her arms to encompass the portable office, but I knew she meant the whole companyโ€”โ€œandโ€ฆ who cares?โ€

It was on the tip of my tongue to assure her that I cared, but she went on, picking up steam.

โ€œIโ€™m worth nearly a billion dollars, a billion fucking dollars, Chloe, and Iโ€™ve 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 wouldโ€™ve 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 wonโ€™t be there to hold my hand when my hair falls out. No flesh and blood of mine will be there to see that my lifeโ€™s work goes anywhere. And all of a sudden, with that doctorโ€™s words on Fridayโ€ฆโ€ She shook her head, and her voice went quieter. โ€œAll 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 wasnโ€™t 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. โ€œAfter deliberating for the past forty-eight hours, Iโ€™ve decided to leave Marks International to one of two people. Either Gloria or you. Iโ€™ll be straight with you, though, Chloeโ€ฆ Iโ€™m 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, โ€œI can hear your thoughts, Ms. Abrams. Youโ€™re wondering why. What Gloria has that you donโ€™t.โ€

Pretty much. I nodded succinctly.

โ€œYouโ€™re my best worker,โ€ she said. โ€œThereโ€™s no question. Youโ€™re my workhorse, my go-to, my office mate on the weekends. But to give you this company would guarantee youโ€™d continue to make the same mistakes Iโ€™ve made. All work, nothing else worthwhile in your life. And yes, you have the right to make those decisions for yourself, but I donโ€™t have to be an accomplice anymore. I wonโ€™t be.โ€

โ€œGloria leaves by six oโ€™clock every night,โ€ I pointed out, beyond biting down on my lip now.

โ€œTo 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€

โ€œYouโ€™re punishing me for being hardworking?โ€

โ€œNot punishing. Trying to help you in my possibly misguided way. But Iโ€™m the boss. I can do that.โ€ Her tone was closer to her usual pre-cancer-diagnosis one. โ€œWhen was the last time you had a relationship with a man, Chloe?โ€

I didnโ€™t bother to reply because she knew the answer. I didnโ€™t 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.

โ€œWhen was the last time you even went on a date?โ€

Holden, my friend from childhood, came to mind, because two weeks ago, heโ€™d taken me to his dadโ€™s wedding as his plus-one. We were just friends, regardless of the fact that Iโ€™d had a thing for him since high school, butโ€ฆ

โ€œThe guy I went to the wedding with a couple of weeks ago? Weโ€™ve beenโ€ฆ seeing each other.โ€

If you called texting back and forth like we always had seeing each other. But this wasnโ€™t hurting anyone. In fact, Holden never needed to know. Probably. And if he did, well, Iโ€™d figure that out when I needed to, but he was a good guy, and heโ€™d 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.

โ€œWhatโ€™s the name of this man?โ€

โ€œHolden Henry. He lives here in Dragonfly Lake. Iโ€™ve known him since grade school, and something justโ€ฆ clicked at the wedding.โ€

Not exactly a lie, if clicking could be one-sided and if you overlooked the fact that itโ€™d been years since my initial one-sided โ€œclickingโ€ with Holden.

She studied me silently for several seconds that stretched out tautly. โ€œIs it serious?โ€

โ€œIโ€™ve 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 didnโ€™t waver.

โ€œYou can bring him to the anniversary dinner Friday night.โ€ She frowned. โ€œLikely my last. Iโ€™d like to meet this gentleman.โ€

Her tone didnโ€™t give me an opening to argue or hedge.

Holden had said he owed me one for being his wedding date. I hadnโ€™t taken him seriously at the time, but nowโ€ฆ 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, heโ€™d laugh it off, give me a hard time, then play along if at all possible.

Please let it be possible.

Because as much as Iโ€™d wanted Holden over the years, Iโ€™d always wanted even more to one day take over for Angelica. Iโ€™d never once imagined it could be this soon, but I was capable and ready when needed; there wasnโ€™t a doubt in my mind. Contrary to Angelicaโ€™s belief, I did care as much as any heir or offspring could. In fact, I cared more. Like sheโ€™d said, I lived exactly like her, giving this company my all.

And since it wasnโ€™t 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 lifeโ€™s work into the future.

I just needed to find a way to break it to him.

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