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Five Times the Holiday: Pelican Bay Orchards, #5
Five Times the Holiday: Pelican Bay Orchards, #5
Five Times the Holiday: Pelican Bay Orchards, #5
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He's been the love of my life and my best friend since fifth grade, but all of that is about to change.

 

The holidays are big at Oceanview Orchards. It's all hands-on deck to help. This year, after the festivities, I hop a plane to visit friends for one last big hurrah before we all go our separate ways.

 

Nothing goes as planned and a snap decision leads me to the other side of the country. One heartfelt confession later and my entire life will change. Either I come home with the love of my life or leave everything I've ever wanted behind.

 

Am I willing to sacrifice it all for a future I can't guarantee?

 

Buy Five Times the Holiday to visit Oceanview Orchards and discover how Hope surprises everyone with her Holiday romance.

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Release dateNov 14, 2023
ISBN9798215848920
Five Times the Holiday: Pelican Bay Orchards, #5

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    Five Times the Holiday - Megan Matthews

    Five Times the HolidayTitle Page

    CONTENTS

    Author Info

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Epilogue

    Thank You

    First Murder Sneak Peek

    First Murder Chapter 1

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    This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. The author recognizes the trademarks and copyrights of all registered products and works mentioned within this work.

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    He’s been the love of my life and my best friend since fifth grade, but all of that is about to change.

    The holidays are big at Oceanview Orchards. It’s all hands-on deck to help. This year, after the festivities, I hop a plane to visit friends for one last big hurrah before we all go our separate ways.

    Nothing goes as planned and a snap decision leads me to the other side of the country. One heartfelt confession later and my entire life will change. Either I come home with the love of my life or leave everything I’ve ever wanted behind.

    Am I willing to sacrifice it all for a future I can’t guarantee?

    1

    HOPE

    D id you make it to Michigan? Hale, my brother, asked as I sat in front of the large open airport window, watching a plane taxi past my spot.

    I was supposed to be at Michigan State University to ring in the new year on campus and watch a football game. Instead, our entire group ended up nowhere near Michigan.

    The phone cut in and out on Hale’s end. No. We’re stranded in DC at our layover because the airport in Detroit is closed for weather.

    My best friend Chance gave me continuous weather updates every twenty minutes. If he told me one more time how the storm was battering the East Coast, I planned to take away his phone. He was too young to be that obsessed with the Weather Channel.

    That bad, huh? Hale asked. What are you going to do, kid?

    We’ll hang out here for a while and hope they open the airport. We didn’t have another option. The other three people in our group wanted to walk around and see the national monuments, but I visited DC in tenth grade and didn’t need to do it again.

    Do you need cash for a hotel room?

    I groaned and rolled my eyes. No, father. I have this fancy thing called a credit card. Chance said if they canceled us totally, they’d probably give us a room by the airport. Looking at monuments for a second time sounded more fun than hanging out in an airport hotel room, but neither were high on my list.

    My options weren’t looking great.

    Real funny, Hope. Are you going to be okay?

    I freaking loved Hale, but sometimes he drove me insane with his overprotectiveness.

    Yeah, I just wanted to call and let you know. Mom and Dad are already on the cruise and I didn’t want to bother anyone on a vacation. Hale was home watching the dogs and probably a buttload of television. If I had to bet money, I’d say he planned to spend this week in the same pair of pajama pants, eating microwave meals.

    I placed a hand on the window, leaving behind fingerprints. Oops.

    Okay, well, if that changes, call me immediately.

    Can do. I’ll keep you posted.

    Stay safe, he said and disconnected the call.

    A thick fry odor came from the restaurant across the walkway and my stomach growled.

    Okay, then. Good bye, love you too, I said to the dead phone. Brothers.

    He acted like he had some place to be. Like talking to me wasn’t the highlight of his entire day. Weirdo.

    I stared as a plane taxied out of sight and the sun shone against the dark pavement without an inch of snow. Not a drop of white stuff in DC while apparently everywhere north of us were in Chance’s words, "Being pounded by

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