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Jason watched as the sailboat’s captain stepped onto the dock. He caught a glimpse of a face, and realized the sailor was a woman. A woman he knew.

Piper strode toward him. “Good morning, Mayor.”

He couldn’t help but stare at her dark hair. He’d dreamed about that hair. He swallowed, rejecting the flash of interest that prickled whenever he talked to her.

“You’ll need a car, Miss Langley. Serenity Bay’s public transportation isn’t up to big city standards.”

“Please call me Piper,” she said. “I’m familiar with the need for wheels around here. I lived in Serenity Bay years ago. They were some of the best times of my life.”

Then she smiled and it was a glorious thing. Her gaze held his. A zing of awareness shot between them.

“That explains your enthusiasm for this place, then,” he said. “So what do you have planned for Serenity Bay, Miss Langley?”

“You’re the boss. Shouldn’t you be telling me, Mr. Franklin?”