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He kissed her on the mouth. “I’ve waited seven damn years for this.”

“And it was worth every second since I get to spend the rest of my life with you.”

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Stormy Hearts

Copyright © 2021 by Julia Gabriel

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About Stormy Hearts

When rock star Ian Youngblood stops to do a good deed in a storm, he’s not expecting to find the woman with the angel’s voice who walked out on him in London ... a woman he hasn’t been able to forget.

Two years ago, Mai Tran narrowly missed becoming just another notch on a rock star’s bedpost. But when the lights go out tonight, can she resist their undeniable attraction one more time?

Chapter One

“So.” Mai peered out the large front window of her coffee shop. “It doesn’t look like the storm has changed its mind and decided to head back out to sea.”

“Nope. I think we’re in for one heck of a weekend.”

Mai stood shoulder to shoulder with Becca Wolfe as they watched the rain fall outside. It was still hot enough that the raindrops were sizzling and evaporating as soon as they hit the street. August in St. Caroline, Maryland, was normally rather sweltering, but the temperature was dropping—practically by the minute.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen Main Street this deserted before.” August was also peak season in St. Caroline. Summer was when the east coast sailing enthusiasts descended on the town. Along with fishing enthusiasts, group bicycle tours, photography buffs, people headed to Ocean City taking an afternoon detour, the owners of the estates and mansions ringing the town’s perimeter, and weddings.

Good Lord, the weddings.

Mai’s Two Beans coffee shop caffeinated them all.

Becca leaned her forehead against the glass, looking toward her quilt gallery where her husband was busy sandbagging the front of the building. “Looks like Jack is almost done.” Up and down the street, business owners were stacking giant bags of sand against their storefronts. Several had nailed great sheets of plywood over their windows. Mai hoped that was an overabundance of caution on their part.

Hurricane Ian had been downgraded to Tropical Storm Ian as it swept across the mid-Atlantic coast. Seventy mph winds could still do a lot of damage, though. Not to mention the flooding that was the town’s main concern. Living in a waterfront town was idyllic … as long as the water stayed in the bay where it belonged.

Becca patted Mai’s forearm. “It’ll be fine. What the insurance agent said to me was, ‘If the building is still standing after two hundred years, it’ll withstand any weather Mother Nature throws at it.’”

“Did you get that in writing?”

Becca laughed and turned around. Her eight-year-old daughter, Jackie, was sitting at a table, carefully coloring in one of the many coloring books Mai kept on hand for younger patrons. “Finish up your page, sweetie. Daddy will be here soon.” She grinned at Mai. “Those coloring books were a genius move, by the way.”

“Clearly. I’ve been going through half a dozen a week.”

“Well, the moms appreciate it.”

Mai