Bed, Breakfast, and You

By Lacey Wolfe

Claire holds the keys to her future, in more than one way.

As if the recent death of Claire Stevens’ parents isn’t enough, someone wants to steal Honeycreek Bed and Breakfast right out from under her. But Claire isn’t about to roll over and let them. She’s prepared to fight.

Jace Brown is Brookfield’s main attorney, and after delivering the bad news to Claire about her property, he knows all about being on her bad side.

As Claire gets to the bottom of this scandal, she’s surprised to have Jace by her side, fighting along with her. The attraction is instant, but can it last after the dust settles?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lacey Wolfe
• Release date: Jun 14, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301120840

Lacey Wolfe

Lacey Wolfe has always had a passion for words, whether it’s getting lost in a book or writing her own. From the time she was a child she would slip away to write short stories about people she knew and fantasies she wished would happen. It has always been her dream to be a published author and with her two children now of school age, she finally has the time to work on making her dream come true. Lacey lives in Georgia with her husband, son and daughter, their six cats and one black lab who rules the house.

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Claire holds the keys to her future, in more than one way.

As if the recent death of Claire Stevens’ parents isn’t enough, someone wants to steal Honeycreek Bed and Breakfast right out from under her. But Claire isn’t about to roll over and let them. She’s prepared to fight.

Jace Brown is Brookfield’s main attorney, and after delivering the bad news to Claire about her property, he knows all about being on her bad side.

As Claire gets to the bottom of this scandal, she’s surprised to have Jace by her side, fighting along with her. The attraction is instant, but can it last after the dust settles?

BED, BREAKFAST, AND YOU

Copyright © 2013, Lacey Wolfe

Smashwords Edition

Publisher: Southern Girl Press

Edited by Tara Chevrestt

Proofed by Ella Jade and Tamaria Soana

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Bed, Breakfast, and You

The Brookfield Series Prequel

By Lacey Wolfe

Acknowledgments

I would like to take a moment to thank my wonder support system. I have made some great friends in this business who are always there with a shoulder to lean on. Thank you Ella Jade, Tamaria Soana, and Tara Chevrestt for always being there.

My editor, the wonderful Tara Chevrestt, thank you for everything you’ve taught me. With each round of edits I receive, I learn something new.

To my readers, I hope you enjoy this short story about Jace and Claire. And thank you for continuing to love the Brookfield series as much as I do!

Welcome to Brookfield, Wyoming. A fictional town you’ll fall in love with. There will be secrets, scandals, and suspense. But the passion will be strong and the stories heartwarming.

The town is filled with little shops and some of the best restaurants around. The stores close early, but there is always someone around to give a helping hand. But with any small town, there will be gossip.

Enjoy your stay in Brookfield. We hope to see you again.

Chapter One

Jace pulled up to Honeycreek Bed and Breakfast. He sat in his car a few moments, gazing at the land as the sun set. A lake was nuzzled next to the main building. He assumed this place got its name from the small pond. Several small cabins were nestled around the water. At one time, this inn had been the place to stay. But unfortunately, the owners, Mr. and Mrs. Stevens, passed away six months before. They left the business to their daughter and rumor had it, she was back in town and staying there. Only he was coming here tonight to deliver bad news. He typically had someone who did this for him, but they’d recently quit—leaving him to do the dirty parts.

After he exited the vehicle, he quietly shut the door. He held the manila envelope in his hand a little too tight. Taking a deep breath, he climbed the wood steps and paused in front of the door. He remembered Claire Stevens very well. She was a petite blonde with a temper to go along. But if memory served him right, she had been gorgeous as well. She’d been in Brookfield’s pageants and always won. Claire had a smile that could knock anyone dead and a killer body. She’d gone away for college and he hadn’t seen her since—until now.

Jace knocked on the door then stood back. He waited a minute before he knocked again. Was she not here? He stepped off the porch and saw a red sedan parked to the side. Right about now it would be nice to have a number. He sighed with frustration and walked back toward his car, kicking the rock gravel on his way.

Someone does not look happy, a female said with amusement.

Jace glanced up and saw her approaching him from the direction of the cabins.

What can I do for you? she asked.

Claire Stevens, man, you haven’t changed a bit.

She cocked her head to the side and flashed her winning smile. Thanks, but do I know you?

Jace Brown. I was a few years ahead of you in school.

Ah, well, Jace Brown, what is it I can do for you?

He cleared his throat as he stared at the bombshell before him. I’m actually here about this place.

Oh yeah. I figured someone would be showing up before long with paperwork for me to sign since this place is all mine.

That’s sorta why I’m here. He’d never felt so flustered to give someone bad news. He motioned toward the Inn. Can we go inside and sit?

Not in there. I’m staying in a cabin. I can’t bear to sleep in there. The loss of my parents is still too fresh.

Understandable.

Follow me. She spun around and trotted toward her place.

Jace’s eyes were glued to her behind. She wore dark jeans that hugged her in all the right ways. As she went up the steps, he was worried he might spring free from his own pants. He wiggled slightly, trying to hide the erection that was beginning. Claire didn’t seem to notice.

She pointed at a couch and he took a seat.

Would you like anything to drink?

He’d love to sit and play catch up, but he knew once he gave this