A Husband She Couldn't Forget (The Bravos 0f Valentine Bay Book 5) Read online




  The career she couldn’t remember...

  The marriage she couldn’t forget

  Aly Santangelo’s car accident left her with no memory of the past seven years—not her move to New York, nor her divorce from Connor Bravo. Connor reminds the vulnerable beauty that they’re no longer together, even as he lets her into his home—and his bed. But when unchecked passion leads to an unplanned pregnancy, Aly vows to play for keeps!

  Connor wasn’t really sure how it happened.

  One second, Aly was a foot away, and the next, she was plastered up against him and his arms were banding around her.

  That kiss.

  Her kiss.

  It was as good as the kiss last night—scratch that.

  Better.

  Her mouth tasted of coffee and the Twizzlers she’d snacked on during the movie. He could kiss her forever, their tongues sparring and twining, the feel of her exactly right, soft and hot and lush and curvy under his roving hands.

  It was a long kiss. But still it ended way too soon.

  He did that—ended it—at that last possible second.

  “Not gonna happen,” he muttered, breathing fast, pressing his forehead to hers, exerting every ounce of willpower he possessed not to claim those plush red lips again.

  She was the one who stepped back. She gave him one of those scorching looks from under the thick fringe of her black eyelashes. “Let me know if you change your mind.” And then she turned and left him. Strolling off along the upstairs hall, hips swaying maddeningly, she disappeared into her room.

  * * *

  THE BRAVOS OF VALENTINE BAY:

  They’re finding love—and having babies!—

  in the Pacific Northwest

  Dear Reader,

  Too often in life we can lose what matters most. Only later, looking back with regret, do we realize that we were too young, too foolish, too proud or too obstinate to comprehend the enormity of what we were throwing away.

  Connor Bravo and Alyssa Santangelo got married nine years ago. They loved each other to distraction, but one of them lied and one of them was too proud to make the first move toward reconciliation. Seven years ago, Connor sent Aly divorce papers. She signed them. And that was that. They haven’t spoken to each other since.

  But now Aly’s beloved mother is pregnant again, a late-in-life, high-risk pregnancy. Her mom needs her only daughter at her side. So Aly takes an extended family leave from her job in Manhattan. She’s coming home to Valentine Bay for her mom’s sake—and only for her mom.

  No way is she planning to get in contact with her ex-husband. It’s over between them and has been for years—or so she keeps telling herself until fate takes a hand.

  Stories like this one are why I love being a romance writer. In a romance, no matter how impossible a happily-ever-after might seem, our hero and heroine will finally get it right. I hope that Connor and Aly’s story leaves you certain that broken hearts really can be mended and love will find a way to overcome the toughest obstacles.

  Happy reading, everyone!

  Christine

  A Husband She Couldn’t Forget

  Christine Rimmer

  Christine Rimmer came to her profession the long way around. She tried everything from acting to teaching to telephone sales. Now she’s finally found work that suits her perfectly. She insists she never had a problem keeping a job—she was merely gaining “life experience” for her future as a novelist. Christine lives with her family in Oregon. Visit her at christinerimmer.com.

  Books by Christine Rimmer

  Harlequin Special Edition

  The Bravos of Valentine Bay

  The Nanny’s Double Trouble

  Almost a Bravo

  Same Time, Next Christmas

  Switched at Birth

  The Bravos of Justice Creek

  Not Quite Married

  The Good Girl’s Second Chance

  Carter Bravo’s Christmas Bride

  James Bravo’s Shotgun Bride

  Ms. Bravo and the Boss

  A Bravo for Christmas

  The Lawman’s Convenient Bride

  Garrett Bravo’s Runaway Bride

  Married Till Christmas

  Montana Mavericks: Six Brides for Six Brothers

  Her Favorite Maverick

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  Contents

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Excerpt from Bridesmaid for Hire by Marie Ferrarella

  Chapter One

  The accident never should have happened. And it wouldn’t have happened if Alyssa Santangelo hadn’t let herself get distracted by thoughts of the past.

  With a long stay in her hometown ahead of her, Aly had promised herself that this time, she would not try to keep a low profile. This time, she wouldn’t be slinking around town like a heartsick fool, trying to avoid any chance she might run into the guy who’d lied and broken her heart and had her served with divorce papers after making zero effort to work things out.

  And there. She’d just done it. Let her mind stray into dangerous territory. She wasn’t going to do that. She would not think about him.

  And she wasn’t thinking about him. Not really.

  She was only reassuring herself as to how this visit would go, only bolstering her resolution to stand tall and be strong. With a deep breath and a determined smile, she focused on the road ahead of her.

  The drive from Portland International to Valentine Bay was a beautiful one. They called this section of US Route 26 the Sunset Highway. It wound in and out of the national forest, working its way west toward the setting sun.

  It was just twilight on a warm Saturday evening in July. Aly had the windows down in her rental car and the air smelled of spruce and fir. Of Oregon.

  Of home.

  And her thoughts...

  Her thoughts just wouldn’t behave. They kept drifting, wandering, pretending to stay in the present, and then circling back again.

  To her ex, to Connor Bravo.

  Really, she hardly thought of the guy anymore—or if she did, she reminded herself firmly to stop thinking of him, to count her blessings instead.

  And her blessings were many. She had a job she loved at Strategic Image. The ad agency had hired her as an assistant to an assistant straight out of the University of Oregon. She’d started at the bottom of the ladder, but she’d moved up fast. She’d made friends, good friends, the kind a woman can count on. Her current apartment in Tribeca was perfect, a small space, but with a huge closet for her fabulous wardrobe. She was living her dream in New York, New York.

  Only one thing was missing—the right man to share her life with.

  It wasn’t as though she hadn’t tried to find him. She put herself out there, dating guys her friends had introduced her to and guys she
met via Match and Coffee Meets Bagel. Somehow, though, that special something was always missing. Her relationships never lasted that long. The most recent of those had ended a couple weeks ago. Kyle Santos was a great guy. He just wasn’t the right guy. It had seemed wrong to drag things out, so she’d broken it off with him.

  And seriously, what was she brooding about? She was only twenty-nine and mostly focused on her job. She would find the man for her, eventually. And she would get it right the second time around.

  Coming home, though...

  Well, it was tough. The memories were everywhere she turned. She and Connor used to drive this stretch of highway together several times a year, going back and forth from OU in Eugene. They would stop at rustic, logging-themed Camp 18 for burgers and to give their phones a workout snapping pictures of each other, mugging it up with the chainsaw sculpture of Big Foot at the entrance to the gift shop.

  Those were the good times. The best times.

  Too bad Connor had screwed everything up, lying to keep her and then refusing to even try the life he’d sworn he was eager to live with her.

  She blinked and refocused and reminded herself yet again to cut it out.

  Didn’t work.

  Seven years since he’d divorced her, and still it took only an hour on the Sunset Highway for the memories to come flooding back.

  Did he ever think of her?

  Oh, I don’t think so...

  During one brief visit home five years ago, she’d seen him down on Beach Street with a blonde. They’d looked like a Ralph Lauren ad, Connor and the blonde, both of them all tawny, tanned and fit. Aly had ducked into a leather goods store before he could spot her, but the damage was done. The sight of him with another woman had cut her to the quick.

  Aly clutched the steering wheel more tightly. She swallowed hard and blinked against the hot pressure of rising tears.

  Seriously. What was the matter with her?

  Seven years since her marriage ended. She hadn’t spoken to the man once in all that time and she never would. She really was over him, definitely.

  “You’re doing it. Again,” she whispered at the windshield, her voice disgustingly breathy, weighted with despair. She flexed her fingers to relax them. It was years ago. It didn’t matter. She wasn’t coming home for him.

  “Woman up,” she muttered to the empty car.

  If she saw him, she saw him. Get over it. He has.

  Up ahead, headlights gleamed. It was weird, in the fading light. The oncoming vehicle almost looked as though it had swerved into her lane.

  Scant seconds later she realized the horrible truth. The headlights were in her lane.

  With a sharp cry, she jerked the wheel hard to the right to avoid impact—too hard, she realized too late. The thick trunk of a Douglas fir reared up beyond the windshield.

  A split second later, the world went black.

  * * *

  Voices.

  They seemed to come from all around her. Voices and sirens and strange sounds—air escaping, metal creaking. Her chest felt like someone had whacked it with a hammer. And the skin of her face, which was buried in something that smelled like singed baby powder, burned as though she’d face-planted on asphalt.

  She heard a groaning sound. It came from her own mouth.

  A man’s voice near her left ear said, “She’s coming around.”

  Another groan escaped her. Gritting her teeth, she willed her body into action and somehow managed to flop back away from the smelly thing that covered her face—an air bag! The smelly thing was an air bag.

  With yet another groan, she put it together. Somehow, she’d been in an accident, and it looked pretty bad...

  Carefully, she turned her head to meet the worried eyes of the state trooper staring at her through the wide-open driver’s-door window. Red light from a light bar reflected on his face in strobe-like flashes.

  “It’s okay,” the trooper promised, in that tone people use when it really isn’t, but what else can you say? “We’re going to get you out of there. Can you talk to me?”

  “I...yes. Of course.”

  “How are you feeling?”

  “Uh.” She tried to decide. “I think I’m all in one piece, at least.”

  “Good girl. What else?”

  “There’s...some pain. My chest aches. And my face...” It really did feel as though someone had taken a cheese grater to her cheeks and forehead.

  “That’s from the air bag,” the trooper said.

  Aly shut her eyes and dropped her head to the seat rest again. “Everything hurts, but I don’t think anything is broken...” Or maybe she was just in shock and didn’t even realize she was almost dead.

  “Hold tight,” the trooper said. “I promise we’re going to get you out of there as quickly as we can...”

  It took a while. They brought out the Jaws of Life and sawed her free of the ruined car, which had folded itself around her like a big metal pretzel.

  The EMTs moved in. They talked about how lucky she was—her face a little scratched up, a big bruise forming like a beauty pageant banner diagonally across her chest from the seat belt. On her left knee, she had a cut that would need stitches.

  And she’d sustained what they called a mild traumatic brain injury—seriously, who even knew you could use the words mild and traumatic brain injury in the same sentence? One of the EMTs said they estimated she’d been unconscious for less than ten minutes. Patiently, they guided Aly through the basic vision and consciousness tests.

  She passed, the paramedic reassured her. She was going to be fine. The woman patted her shoulder gently. And Aly felt such gratitude, like a warm wave washing through her aching chest.

  So what if everything hurt? She was lucky to be alive and relatively unharmed.

  The EMTs gave permission for her to talk briefly to another state trooper, a woman this time. Aly tried to remember. She recalled passing Camp 18, but after that, it was all a blur.

  “I don’t know, really, how it happened, or why I hit that tree. I think there were headlights, maybe, coming at me, in my lane...”

  The trooper nodded. “We have a witness, a woman in a vehicle who wasn’t far behind you. She saw the other car in your lane and barely swerved in time to avoid a collision herself. She’s the one who called 9-1-1. Unfortunately, her description of the oncoming car is too vague for identification. She said she thought it was a dark sedan.”

  “So, whoever it was will get off scot-free?”

  The trooper gave a shrug of regret. “It happens—too often, sad to say.”

  Aly put her hand to her head. “I’m sorry. My head really hurts.”

  The officer was sympathetic. “I’ll let you go, then.” She gave Aly a card. “Call this number if anything more comes back to you.”

  “What about my things? They’re still in what’s left of the car.”

  The trooper gave her another card with a number to call to get her stuff once what was left of the car had been “processed” and “cleared.”

  And that was it. The EMTs loaded her into an ambulance and off they went to Valentine Bay Memorial.

  * * *

  At the hospital, she kept telling everyone that she felt fine, just a little banged up with a headache. She asked to call her parents. The request brought soothing noises and promises that she could make the call “soon.” They took her vitals and examined her more thoroughly for any new and potentially worrisome symptoms from her head injury. The air bag burns were declared minor and treated with a gentle cleaning and antibiotic ointment.

  In the end, the doctor in charge prescribed a night at the hospital for observation. Barring complications, he promised, she would be released the next morning.

  They moved her to a regular room and she used the phone by the bed to call her mom, who answered on the second ring with, “If
you’re a telemarketer, hang up now.”

  Her cheeks still hurt, but Aly smiled anyway. “Hey, Mom. It’s me.”

  Catriona Santangelo said nothing for a slow count of three, after which she stated carefully, “You’re not calling from your phone and we expected you two hours ago.”

  “Yeah, well...” Alyssa let her head drop back to the pillow with a sigh. “Can you believe I don’t even know where to start with this?”

  “What’s happened?”

  “I’m fine, I promise you. Are you in bed?” Aly’s mom was forty-eight—and seven months pregnant with her fifth son. In recent weeks, her blood pressure had climbed. She’d had cramping and some bleeding and the family doctor had put her on modified bed rest—which was why Aly, who never came home for more than a few days at a stretch, had taken an extended leave from her job in Manhattan. At a time like this, Cat needed her only daughter at her side and Aly needed to be with her mom.

  Cat scoffed, “Of course I’m in bed. I hardly dare to get up to go to the bathroom. The men in this family will be the death of me, I swear. Overprotective is too tame a word for your father and your brothers, let me tell you.”

  “And yet here you are, having another one.”

  “God never gives us more than we can handle—plus, well, you know your father.” Ernesto Santangelo was a plumber by trade. He was strong and fit at fifty and he loved Aly’s mom with a fiery passion, to say the least. Cat’s voice grew husky. “Impulsive and so romantic. What can I say? I could never resist him.”

  “La, la, la—I don’t want to hear about your, er, private life, Mom.”

  Cat started laughing and then Aly was laughing, too—until she gasped at the pain around her ribs. “Ouch!”

  “All right, Alyssa,” her mother said sternly. “What is going on?”

  “It’s nothing that serious. I was in a little accident, that’s all. My rental car was totaled, but I’m going to be fine.”

  More dead air on the line. Alyssa’s mom never got hysterical. Cat was the strong, silent, effective type in any emergency. “Tell me,” she finally commanded. “Tell me everything. Now.”

 
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