A grumpy firefighter. A sunshine wedding planner. One lighthouse, one storm, and one bed neither of them planned on sharing.
Carabelle Hayes came home to Tidewater Cove for one reason: rescue her best friend Daisy’s engagement party. She decides to stay to plan the celebrity fall wedding of the season for her before flying back to Manhattan in time for Labor Day with her heart firmly untouched.
Three hours off the plane, there’s a grease fire on the beach, a crying caterer, and a six-foot-two fire lieutenant in a TCFD t-shirt calling her trouble… the same way he did from his lifeguard chair every summer while they were in high school. Catching a breaking wave out past the buoys resulted in a lecture from him more times than not.
Only he’s not the same scrawny beanpole he was then.
Dave is not supposed to look like this, and he isn’t supposed to make her forget her own last name.
Dave is definitely not supposed to drag her out of a summer squall, into a harbor lighthouse with one narrow bed and a confession he’s been sitting on since he was seventeen.
She has a September deadline and a New York City skyline waiting.
He has the sinking feeling that this time, watching Carabelle leave might actually finish him.
Read and Swoon 
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