Her Mr. Right: Vineyards of Love Series Novella

By Kenzie Rose

Nikki came to California with plans to help her boss, Bestselling Author Kimberline Evens who is recovering from being shot while covering a story for a local newscast, then finding out she was pregnant. So, Nikki jumped on a flight and came to California to help anyway she could. She doesn't have plans to go back to New York anytime soon, in fact she is hoping to find her own Mr. Right after helping Thomas, Kimberline's boyfriend propose when they were in New York for her Book Tour. Little does she know that someone from back home will cross her path and make her wonder if fate had a hand in bring her to the West Coast.

Nathan moved to the West Coast for work, and he is not looking for a girlfriend, in fact he is getting over a breakup and dealing with another woman so soon is the last thing on his mind. But a chance meeting at a local pub with someone from back home could change his mind. Everyone is trying to push them together, but is she the one he's been looking for? His bosses are always talking about fate, and destiny, could they be right, that this chance meeting is meant to be?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Author Kenzie Rose
• Release date: Jul 29, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223586043

Kenzie Rose

Kenzie Rose lives on the Central Coast of California with her husband and grown children where she is surrounded by ideas and insperation for her books. When not writing you will find her sitting on the deck reading romances and listening to the waves.  She also loves to cook and throw parties for friends and family so this is her excuse to spend way too much time on Pinterest. She loves talking to readers and connecting with them on Social Media.

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Chapter 1

Nathan

C ome on, man, you need a night out, Jonathan said. You can’t keep working like this.

I looked at my boss and shook my head. I’m not in the mood. I stacked another box of beer. I’m the operations manager for Giovanni Cellars, and I have I’d been working late for the last few weeks.

He watched me, while I stacked more cases, waiting, one eyebrow crooked. 

Fine. Just one drink and then I’m going home. I’m not in the mood to go out.

He nodded and left the room.

I stared at the door as it closed behind Jonathan. Why did I agree to go out after work? I would have rather gone home to be alone. Sarah left six weeks ago, and I still couldn’t believe it. We were planning on getting married and then bam, she left me a Dear John letter with my ring, apparently, she met and fell in love with a guy who was in a band, and she was following him around the world.

I finished stacking the boxes, then went into the office to file the paperwork so the shipment could be wrapped and delivered. I made my way into the locker room, grabbed my jacket, clocked out, then headed to my truck. I waved to the night crew as I walked through the parking lot, then unlocked my truck and got in. After starting the truck, I sat there and closed my eyes. 

Why am I going out? I just wanted to be left alone. But if I didn’t go, Jon would be all over me tomorrow. Better to just get it over with. One drink and then home.

As I drove towards my house, my thoughts drifted to Sarah, who I met when I was running on the beach. No, I don’t want to think about her, I need to forget about her. I decided to drive home and run to the Pub, I needed to work off this feeling and a good run would do it.

After changing clothes, I ran down the road to the stairs that lead to the beach. About two miles down the beach, then I ran to the boardwalk to cool down. I stopped outside the Pub and looked around. I saw Jonathan’s truck and his girlfriend’s car, so I knew they were already there.

One drink, that’s all I will have.  I walk into the bar, waiting for my eyes to adjust to the low lighting, you can hear people cheering for some team that was on the TV and the band playing in the back room. I waved to Kole O’Shae, the owner of the Storybook Pub, and headed towards the room where they always sit. 

I walked over and pulled out one of the chairs at the tables they had pushed together in the whiskey room. After saying hi to everyone, I got up and ordered a beer before sitting back down and talking sports with Jonathan and Thomas Anderson, the general manager of the Mill House where I