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Zusatztext "[An] emotionally engaging! exceptionally entertaining contemporary trilogy."— Booklist "With stellar pacing! humorous flair! and unerring insight into what makes families tick! Roberts wraps up another winning trilogy."— Library Journal “Leaves the reader feeling blissfully satisfied yet wishing this romantically paranormal story would go on indefinitely.”— New York Journal of Books Informationen zum Autor Nora Roberts Klappentext #1 New York Times bestselling author Nora Roberts completes the Inn BoonsBoro trilogy with a novel of starting over and star-crosed love. Ryder is the hardest Montgomery brother to figure out-with a tough-as-nails exterior and possibly nothing too soft underneath. He's surly and unsociable! but when he straps on a tool belt! no woman can resist his sexy swagger. Except! apparently! Hope Beaumont! the innkeeper of his own Inn BoonsBoro… The former manager of a D.C. hotel! Hope is now where she wants to be-except for in her love life. Her only interaction with the opposite sex has been sparring with the infuriating Ryder! who always seems to get under her skin. Still! no one can deny the electricity that crackles between them…a spark that ignited with a New Year's Eve kiss. While the inn is running smoothly! thanks to Hope's experience and unerring instincts! her big-city past is about to make an unwelcome-and embarrassing-appearance. Seeing Hope vulnerable stirs Ryder's emotions and makes him realize that while Hope may not be perfect! she just might be perfect for him… Don't miss the other books in the Inn BoonsBoro Trilogy The Next Always The Last Boyfriend Leseprobe CHAPTER Title Page Copyright Dedication Epigraph Map CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE CHAPTER SIX CHAPTER SEVEN CHAPTER EIGHT CHAPTER NINE CHAPTER TEN CHAPTER ELEVEN CHAPTER TWELVE CHAPTER THIRTEEN CHAPTER FOURTEEN CHAPTER FIFTEEN CHAPTER SIXTEEN CHAPTER SEVENTEEN CHAPTER EIGHTEEN CHAPTER NINETEEN CHAPTER TWENTY EPILOGUE Special Excerpt from The Next Always WITH A FEW GROANS AND SIGHS, THE OLD BUILDING settled down for the night. Under the star-washed sky its stone walls glowed, rising up over Boonsboro’s Square as they had for more than two centuries. Even the crossroads held quiet now, stretching out in pools of shadows and light. All the windows and storefronts along Main Street seemed to sleep, content to doze away in the balm of the summer night. She should do the same, Hope thought. Settle down, stretch out. Sleep. That would be the sensible thing to do, and she considered herself a sensible woman. But the long day had left her restless, and—she reminded herself—Carolee would arrive bright and early to start breakfast. The innkeeper could sleep in. In any case, it was barely midnight. When she’d lived and worked in Georgetown, she’d rarely managed to settle in for the night this early. Of course, then she’d been managing the Wickham, and if she hadn’t been dealing with some small crisis or handling a guest request, she’d been enjoying the nightlife. The town of Boonsboro, tucked into the foothills of Maryland’s Blue Ridge Mountains, might have a rich and storied history, it certainly had its charms—among which she counted the revitalized inn she now managed—but it wasn’t famed for its nightlife. That would change a bit when her friend Avery opened her restaurant and tap house. And wouldn’t it be fun to see what the energetic Avery MacTavish did with her new enterprise right next door—and just across The Square from Avery’s pizz...
