The Lighthouse on Gull Harbor

Some places don't let you leave the same way you arrived.

Nora Bennett has exactly ninety days to fix up the failing inn her Aunt
Margaret left her, sell it to the highest bidder, and get back to the Boston
architecture career that's quietly burning her out. It's a clean plan. A
smart plan. The kind of plan that doesn't account for one immovable
obstacle - Eli Cross.

Gull Harbor's harbor carpenter is grumpy, guarded, and openly convinced that
selling Margaret's inn to a developer would break something the whole town
depends on. Three years a widower, he keeps the decommissioned lighthouse
burning every single night, and he won't say why. He also happens to be the
only person within fifty miles who can save the inn's sagging porch, its
temperamental boiler, and its leaking roof.

So they strike a deal. He fixes; she stays out of his way. Simple.

Except the town keeps folding Nora into its potlucks and its gossip and its
stubborn, open-armed kindness. Except Margaret left behind a stack of letters
that read like a map to a life Nora never knew her aunt had. Except every
evening that lighthouse comes on like a question - and Eli, for all his
silence, is starting to feel like the answer.

Ninety days used to sound like plenty.

A sweet, closed-door contemporary romance perfect for fans of Debbie
Macomber and RaeAnne Thayer. Grumpy-sunshine, forced proximity, and a
found family you'll want to move in with. First in the Gull Harbor series.