Shattered by a failed romance, challenged by a different job, feature writer Cammie O’Shea dreads meeting her new boss, the editor of The Sun Dial newspaper, in Destin, Florida. However, her real source of angst turns out to be Vic Deleona, the influential real estate tycoon she must write about to generate interest in the paper.

While she refuses to open herself to another painful relationship he attempts to court her. Seeing him as pompous, she nonetheless goes out of her way to maintain a good business association.

However, when her friend, Angie Jones, has a break-in at her condo and there’s a mysterious vandalism at Cammie’s unit, Vic comes to their rescue, Cammie sees his Christian side and love blossoms.

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"...for those who enjoy Christian or sweet romance, this story of an alpha male pursuing a reluctant lady should fill the bill."
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Excerpt

Suddenly Cammie noticed that the bright red sun sat on the surface of the water melting into the sea like butter. Soon the boat turned, probably to head back to dock.

But Cammie didn’t want the cruise to end. She wondered if the other passengers were thinking the same thing, because the deck grew so quiet she could hear the sea sloshing as a boat pulled alongside them. It was a gondola with a young couple and a gondolier, who wore black pants, a white shirt with blousy sleeves, and a big red cummerbund.

Cammie got up and rushed to the side of The Shrimp Boat.

"Oh my, look at that," she said.

The boy and girl seated at the end of the boat underneath the soft glow of a lantern waved at her. When she threw up her hand to return the gesture, she leaned across the rail, sliding forward.

But Vic pulled her back with his strong arms. For a few moments he held her close to him. "Whoa, take it easy."

She felt safe and comfortable being next to him, but pain from the depths of her soul screamed that she couldn’t be hurt again. She jerked away and smoothed the wrinkles in her brown pants. "I don’t know how that happened."

Vic laughed. "I do. You just bent over and started to fall into the ocean until I caught you."

There was his big ego again. Not only that, he was being sarcastic. Well, she didn’t have to put up with his superior attitude much longer. "All right, go ahead and enjoy yourself, make fun of me."

Vic chortled, but before she could add that she hadn’t taken any pleasure out of entertaining him by putting herself in harm's way the boat pulled up to dock. It was just as well.