420 Bride Street
Cherry Falls, Book #16
Jagger Cole
420 Bride Street
Jagger Cole © 2021
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Contents
420 Bride Street
A Special Present
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Epilogue
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420 Bride Street
The situation was supposed to be simple. I needed a place to stay.
He needed someone to handle his horse…uh, appendage.
No, literally. Get your mind out of the gutter. Colt Patton’s prize stallion was having some mare problems that only a vet like me could take care of. In exchange, he’s got a room for me in the guest cottage on his ranch. Easy-peasy, right?
Wrong.
Because now I’m roommates with the hottest, snarliest bachelor in town. Who I’ve accidentally seen naked. Who I now know, definitively, has a lot in common with his stallion. Who comes with a trail of baggage as long as his…property line.
Any girl with an ounce common sense would run for the hills. There’s only one problem: I can’t seem to look, much less run, away from Mr. Snarly-Hot.
When Colt’s psycho cheating ex comes looking to steal his land, and when my dangerous ex comes looking to stir up trouble, we find the perfect solution: pretend to be engaged.
After all, what could possibly go wrong pretending to be in a romantic relationship with an older, damaged, irresistibly gorgeous former Marine with eyes that make me weak and a smile that turns me to mush?
Remember when this was supposed to be simple?
Yeah, me neither anymore.
Safe, absolutely no cheating, no cliffhanger, and a perfect happy ever after.
Cherry Falls is filled with returning characters and iconic destinations that will begin to feel like family. When you leave the city, and drive into Cherry Falls, it’s like you’ve finally come home.
The cherry on top? Each book delivers a swoon-worthy, steamy romance! So welcome to Cherry Falls, we hope you stay awhile!
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1 Tansy
If this were a Hollywood movie, the vista around me would be the coast of Southern California. The car would be a Porsche or something; top down, of course. My hair would be free and wild in the wind, and yet also somehow still looking amazing.
I’d be laughing off the shitty ex I left behind while holding hands with some total hunk sitting next to me—played by Jon Hamm, obviously. My boutique veterinary clinic would be the talk of the celebrity circuit, and my client list would include Seth Rogen’s Pomeranian and Emma Watson’s cocker spaniel. Honestly, they’d probably be filming a Kardashian-style reality show on it as we speak.
An especially big chunk of grit flies into my face through the open window, wrecking my fantasy. I sputter, hacking and coughing as I turn to spit dirt out the window. The rest of my daydream fades away. Then I’m surrounded by my way less than special, tragic train wreck of a life.
The car isn’t sports car with the top down. It’s my friend Cassidy’s dad’s third-hand pickup truck which might actually be older than I am. There’s wind in my hair alright, but that’s because the fucking window is stuck at half open. Which is apparently the perfect width to precisely funnel dirt and crap from the gravel country road right into my face.
There’s a shitty ex-boyfriend in my rearview mirror. But the amount of time it took me to actually leave that situation is nothing short of pathetic. Needless to say, Jon Hamm is not riding shotgun, either.
The view isn’t bad. I’ll give it that. I turn, squinting through the dust kicked up by the jangling truck. Through the tree lined road, I can see acres and acres of gorgeous, pastoral farmland. Beyond that, I can just about see the coast past the town.
I’d take a deep breath of this country air. But, you know; the aforementioned dirt funnel through the open window and all.
So this is Cherry Falls. To say it’s nothing like New York City would be the understatement of the century. It’s a world apart. But a world between me and that place and the crap sandwich it’s recently served me is exactly what I needed.
The call from my—now ex—best friend’s cousin Cassidy couldn’t have come at a better time. Okay, it wasn’t like it was pure kismet; she’d heard through the grapevine about what’d happened with Jeff. Or more specifically, with Kira: Cassidy’s cousin and my very much ex best friend.
Newly graduated from veterinary school and having just walked in on my best friend bent over my sofa with my boyfriend grunting behind her, I needed a change. Also, the understatement of the century. And Cassidy was there to provide it.
We’d only met a handful of times when she’d come to visit Kira in New York. But we’d hit it off and kept in touch. She knew I’d just graduated with my veterinary degree, and of course what’d happened. And she had an offer: ditch New York and move to Cherry Falls.
Yes, Cassidy lived in a town straight out of a Nicholas Sparks romance book. Yes, it was nothing like New York. And hell yes, that was exactly what I needed.
So, I left.
