The Cinnamon Bun Book Store (Dream Harbor, #2)

by Laurie Gilmore

Her heart was racing, and only partially because she’d been caught reading smut during work hours.

I want to be reckless. I’ve spent my whole life being safe and now I want ... adventure, excitement. I want a good story to tell over drinks.’

Okay, universe, or whoever you are, I’m officially done fighting this thing. Lead the way.

‘I promise no wildlife will poop on your lunch this time.’ ‘I just don’t think those are promises you can make.’

Maybe she hadn’t needed to change her life, maybe she’d just needed to change how she saw her life. How she saw herself.

These epic fantasy novels seemed to be the antidote to his normally fidgety behavior. When he was in the story, everything else faded away.

But you probably can’t learn calculus from a werewolf.

‘I do trust you. There’s just a lot of ways this could go wrong.’ ‘Yeah, but think of all the ways it could go right.’

what more did one need besides good friends, good books, and the occasional cinnamon bun?