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  Boyfriend By Mistake

  Carter’s Cove Sweet Beach Romance, Book 1

  Elana Johnson

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  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Eleven Months Later:

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  Chapter One

  Alissa Heartwood knew it was time to get up before her alarm even went off. Waking before dawn for the past decade could do that to a person. She had two of the most important jobs for The Heartwood Inn, the family-run hotel, resort, and restaurant on the popular island of Carter’s Cove, and they both started in the middle of the night.

  One of the very last family-run establishments, the way the big corporations with their big checks and big pens had been coming in. Literally, great big checks that took three people to hold them while cameras clicked.

  But Alissa’s family had stayed the course, and their “inn” was more of a luxury resort these days, with that downhome family feel people craved, even if they didn’t know it.

  Alissa’s job was to bring in the catch-of-the-day on her trusty shrimp boat, and everyone knew the best time to get fish was before the sun rose. She didn’t mind, as she loved the calmness of the Atlantic Ocean as it got painted with the first rays of glorious, golden sunlight each day.

  Well, at least each day in the height of the summer season, which it currently was.

  After that, Alissa slicked back her hair into a tight bun and started on the pastries for the day. She’d been professionally trained for four long years of pastry school, and people could come into Heartwood just for their bakery.

  Her creations.

  Handmade, every morning.

  The best part of Alissa’s job was that she finished by one o’clock, though most people didn’t know that was the end of a ten-hour work day.

  Alissa knew it, and her back knew it, and the last of the summer cold she’d been fighting for weeks knew it. Still, she got dressed, not bothering to shower, and whistled for Dodger and Pirate to join her.

  She lived in her grandparent’s old house, as only her grandmother remained alive now, and she’d moved in with Alissa’s parents when they’d officially retired from the Heartwood empire. Alissa’s oldest sister, Olympia, ran things now, and Alissa took a moment in the darkness to appreciate everything she had.

  Sure, maybe she was lonely at night. Even in the afternoons, boredom found her. She needed a summer boyfriend, but she’d had one of those, thank you very much, and he’d left the island with most of her heart.

  She’d tried dating a bit over the winter, but it was a half-hearted attempt, and she knew it. Half-hearted. She chuckled at her own lame joke, because it wasn’t funny what Calvin had done with her heart, and headed toward the dock across the sand.

  Very few houses sat along the beach, as the hurricane season in South Carolina was no joke. But somehow, the Heartwood cottage where her grandparents had raised four daughters and a son had weathered all the storms over the years.

  Alissa boarded Big Blue, patting the side of the boat like she did every morning. “Morning, Blue,” she said to the vessel as if it could respond. “Lots of shrimp today, okay? It’s Monday, and we get a lot of families in on Mondays.”

  Especially if they came before seven, as kids ate free with a paying adult on Mondays. After that, cocktail hour began, and Redfin, the restaurant another of Alissa’s sisters managed, became crowded with adults holding delicate flutes of champagne, women wearing slinky dresses and men decked out in polos.

  “Maybe I should go to cocktail hour tonight,” she said to Dodger, who’d just put his paws up on the doorknob, as if the German shepherd couldn’t wait to get inside the steering room. But the dog hated it in there. He’d probably left a ball in the corner somewhere. Alissa wouldn’t put it past him; the dog was as smart as they come.

  Alissa unlocked the door and let Dodger in. Pirate, a much smaller basset hound, followed. Alissa moved around all the dials and switches with the ease of a seasoned pro. Of course, she was a seasoned pro, as she’d been heading out at three a.m. on this boat since she was five years old.

  A pang of missing for her grandfather hit her, and she touched two fingers to her lips and said, “Love you, Grandpa,” before starting the engine. Big Blue groaned, but she came to life, and Alissa’s face burst into a smile. “Good girl.”

  She backed out of the dock, flipped on her lights, and sent up a quick plea for a lot of shrimp. She didn’t want to deal with Gwen’s attitude about having to buy from the bigger commercial boats if Alissa couldn’t bring in enough shrimp.

  Of course, it happened. She was one boat, while the commercial fisheries had whole teams of people, boats, and fishing spots. She just had the traps and lines she’d been setting for years now, though it did help that she didn’t have to go out as far as they did, and they couldn’t come into her waters and poach from her.

  Captaining the boat brought Alissa a slip of happiness, but she still knew Big Blue wouldn’t be there to keep her warm at night, ask her about her day, or bring her roses.

  Fine, she didn’t really want roses.

  Or maybe she did.

  At this point, she wasn’t sure. All she knew was that there had to be more to life than waking up in the middle of the night, emptying lobster traps, and then making panna cotta and blueberry croissants.

  Hours later, she still hadn’t worked out the meaning of life, but she felt confident she’d have enough shrimp to satisfy Gwen for the day.

  The sun had come up already, and Alissa knew from experience that it was going to be a scorcher of a day. She wiped sweat from her forehead and replaced her disgusting shrimp boat captain hat before texting Gwen to send down her kitchen hands to get all the fish. Long ago, the water had gone almost to the restaurant, and the chutes in the bottom of the boat could be used to get the fish into the kitchen.

  But the shoreline had receded a lot over the past few decades, due to more building, more expansion on the island. More wealth. More people discovering the gem of Carter’s Cove and booking their family vacations, honeymoons, weddings, anniversaries, and birthday celebrations on the island.

  In the summer, the population doubled as tourists poured into town, and yet there always seemed to be enough hotels, enough swimming pools, and enough golf courses to keep everyone happy.

  At least Alissa thought so. A new high-rise hotel had started being built just a half a block from her family’s land, where they had five homes of various sizes. Alissa didn’t share her grandparents’ place, but a couple of her sisters shared, with Olympia living full time in the hotel itself.

  Theirs was probably the last bit of undeveloped land on the island, though Alissa knew there were wild spots over on the north side too.

  Dodger barked as he hit the sand running, and Alissa shaded her eyes as she looked up. Gwen hadn’t responded to her text, but
she’d obviously gotten it, as several men walked toward them, big, black containers in their hands. Pirate waddled on the sand, and the simple sight of it made Alissa smile.

  “Hey, guys,” she said, flashing what she hoped was a bright smile at the guys. She thought she was a decent flirt, but none of the kitchen hands had ever asked her out.

  That’s because Gwen’s the cute blonde, Alissa told herself, forcing herself not to turn around and walk backward in the sand. She wasn’t a supermodel by any stretch of the imagination, but she liked her curves.

  All the right curves in all the right places. At least that was what her mother had always said.

  She entered the kitchen through the back door of the restaurant, her calves burning from the long march up the beach. Since she’d thought of blueberry croissants that morning, she hadn’t been able to get them out of her head.

  But they weren’t on her weekly list for the menu, so she couldn’t make them. Gwen would have a fit then, and Alissa didn’t need the drama in her life. Or maybe she did. Maybe it would be nice to have some drama for a change.

  No one bothered her in the pastry nook, and the temperature in the kitchen only increased as the next couple of hours passed. Alissa felt like she’d melt into a puddle of sweat, despite the fan that blew in the corner.

  She paused in her work and stepped over to the sink, turning the water on as cold as it would go. Then she practically dunked her head under the stream, the relief to her steamed face instant and refreshing.

  “Alissa,” Olympia called, and she lifted her head out of the industrial-sized sink.

  “Back here.”

  Her sister’s heels clicked toward her, and it wasn’t the only pair of footsteps. Alissa couldn’t see who she’d brought with her, but it was definitely a man with broad shoulders in one of those annoying polos.

  It wasn’t even noon yet, and Alissa had no idea what her sister could possibly need from her.

  “There you are,” Olympia said, as if Alissa had been hard to find.

  “Here I am.” Her face dripped with water, and she didn’t care—until the man stepped out from behind Olympia.

  Though she had water droplets clinging to her eyelashes, Alissa could still make out the very handsome face of Shawn Newman.

  She sucked in a breath.

  The Shawn Newman from her childhood. Teenhood. Whatever.

  She searched frantically for a towel, and of course, all such things seemed to have departed the area.

  Shawn smiled, and oh, that wasn’t fair. He still had that same chestnut hair, those same sparkling blue eyes that had always teased her, even right as he was about to kiss her. Today, he wore a pair of blue board shorts and that blasted polo in lavender, and dang if Alissa’s heart didn’t beat faster and faster….

  It was definitely whole enough for him to break it.

  Lavender. She almost scoffed. What kind of man wore lavender?

  Shawn Newman, her mind whispered.

  “I need you to show Mister Newman around,” Olympia said, and alarms sounded through Alissa with the professional, clipped tone of her sister’s voice.

  “What?” she asked.

  “You two were friends in high school, right?” Olympia practically looked down her nose at Alissa, but without those heels, they’d be eye-to-eye.

  Friends. Another scoff-worthy word. “Yeah,” Alissa said, dragging out the vowels at the end of the word. “Friends.”

  With benefits, but Shawn just stood there, his winning smile on his face. Alissa wished she wasn’t dripping wet and boiling hot. She probably looked like a homeless dog who’d just fallen into pond scum.

  “He’s back in town for a couple of weeks, and he’ll be staying with us,” Olympia said. “I’ve sent you a text with the details of what he needs.”

  “Why—?”

  “Thanks, Liss.” Olympia put her fake business smile on her face and turned to Shawn. “She’s all yours.”

  Oh, no she wasn’t, and Alissa bristled at the words. At the question her sister had silenced.

  Why me?

  Alissa didn’t deal with high-profile guests. Any of the other sisters would’ve been a better choice. And she certainly didn’t have time for Shawn Newman, his brilliant smile, or the jittery feeling in her stomach.

  Chapter Two

  Shawn Newman drank in the sight of Alissa Heartwood as she watched her sister march away. She wiped one hand down her face, effectively stopping the water from dripping off her chin.

  He had no idea what to say, and his cheeks were starting to hurt from the incessant smiling. He consciously removed the grin from his face and hooked his thumb over his shoulder.

  “She hasn’t changed.”

  “Yeah, well, neither have you.” Alissa pushed past him and took a few strides over to a stainless steel counter, where she picked up a towel and buried her face in it.

  Shawn twisted toward her, his pulse rapid-firing in the vein in his neck. He hadn’t expected a warm welcome, by any stretch of the imagination. But the cold shoulder?

  He knew from experience that Lissa could give the iciest of looks—sometimes just a few seconds before she kissed him.

  Licking his lips like that might actually happen, Shawn then swallowed. After all, he hadn’t returned to Carter’s Cove for a relaxing beach vacation. Or a new girlfriend. Oh, he had one of those back in Miami.

  Well, sort of. Lauren would definitely say they were dating, as would Lauren’s father—the man who’d sent Shawn here to get the Heartwood land.

  “What do you want, Shawn?” Lissa asked, turning and cocking her hip.

  He was grateful he’d left the folder of contracts up in his hotel room. Everything he’d told Olympia Heartwood was true. He was in town for a couple of weeks. He was staying at the hotel.

  But what she didn’t know—what no one knew—was that he was there to buy the hotel. And as much of the surrounding land as he could. All the way to the beach.

  “Nothing,” he said.

  “Then why did my sister say she’d text me the details of what you need?” Her aquamarine eyes shot lasers at him, and dang if Shawn didn’t want to get sliced right in half by her.

  He knew exactly what that felt like, even though they’d broken up before they’d graduated. Before she went off to pastry school, and he went to the University of Miami.

  He’d been down in Florida ever since, only coming back to the island where he’d grown up periodically to celebrate anniversaries, birthdays, or the holidays with his family.

  “Are you deaf?” Lissa asked, and Shawn blinked.

  “Not deaf,” he said. “Sorry, it was just a long flight this morning.”

  “A long flight from Miami?” She scoffed and dunked her hands in a huge bowl of dough. “It’s less than two hours, Shawn.”

  He shook his head. Of course he’d known running into Alissa Heartwood was a possibility. But he also knew Olympia managed the family business now, and he’d hoped he’d only have to deal with the oldest Heartwood.

  But Olympia had barely given him the time of day, almost like she knew exactly why he’d come and booked a room without a check-out date. And now she’d passed him off to Alissa.

  “I want a tour of the place,” he said, clearing his throat and trying to center his thoughts. “I want to see everything the public does, and everything they don’t.”

  Her eyes narrowed, but she didn’t stop pulling the bread from the bowl. She picked up a knife that looked incredibly sharp, and Shawn fell back a step. She cocked her right eyebrow, as if she knew exactly why he’d moved.

  “Why?”

  “I’ve missed this place.” He put his closer smile on his face, but Lissa didn’t even flinch.

  “You’re still not a great liar,” she said, sliding that knife through the dough easily, separating it into chunks she put on a scale before tossing them onto a tray.

  “What time are you done?” Shawn asked.

  “None of your business.”

 
; A sigh moved through his whole body, but he didn’t let it out. “I’ll catch you later then.” He didn’t wait for another cutting remark, though part of him wanted to. He left the kitchen, noticing that everything inside the old mansion on the beach had been redone.

  This inn was breathtaking on the inside and out, and it would be a real shame for it to be anything but what it was. The sigh did come out then, and he went out the exit and leaned against the railing. The beach in front of him felt tranquil, with all the perfect grains of sand. The waves chatted with him, and he loved the sound of them.

  Miami had plenty of beaches too. Lots of waves. But somehow, everything here was different. More tranquil. Slower.

  “Kind of exactly what you want,” he murmured to himself. He wasn’t sure what he wanted anymore. He knew if he closed this deal, he’d get the promotion he’d been working for the past five years to get. He did love his life in Miami, inside the big apartment on the twentieth floor. The views there were great, and the night life in the city and on the beaches was something to behold.

  But Shawn didn’t usually leave the apartment after dark unless it was to check out a property he needed to see in action. A nightclub. A restaurant, a pub. Something like that. He was getting too old for such things, and this beach where he’d spent a lot of his childhood whispered to him that maybe it was time to settle down.

  He turned away from the water, from his thoughts. To distract himself, he texted his brother, Bo. Made it to town. Can I stay with you?

  I thought you had a room at your girlfriend’s hotel.

  She’s not my girlfriend. We broke up almost twenty years ago. B. I think staying here is a bad idea.

 

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