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So Michaela and the young Tag have found common ground. Is that enough for the two of them?

In this 8, Tag is working on the Nova he spoke of…when Michaela shows up:

“You’ll never manage it that way.” Michaela’s voice shocked both men into jumping.

Tools clanged against cement, and Tag jumped so high, he hit his forehead on the bolt, in the exact spot the wrench had clocked him minutes ago. “Ow, damn it. Son of a—”

Michaela giggled, a foreign sound to Tag’s ears, but so welcome it almost overrode his pain. Almost. “Didn’t mean to scare you guys, I thought you heard me walking in.”

*No creative editing for a change this week.

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Michaela O’Keefe is in over her head with her restaurant, The Midway.  Her ad for an assistant manager brings Owen “Tag” Montague to her doorstep. With an impeccable resume and dozens of letters of recommendation, she has little choice but to give him a chance. Ten years her junior, Tag sets her long-dead libido humming, but she gave up on love and her instincts on men years ago.

Tag has had a crush on his new boss since his youth, but he’s determined to prove he can do the job. Still, he can’t resist the urge to make her blush down to her toes as often as possible. He knows her rough past in life and love makes it hard to trust, and he’s wary of crossing the line he so desperately wants to.

Just when they manage to figure out how to work and play together, Michaela’s ex does all he can to destroy their budding love. When push comes to shove Michaela’s inability to give Tag the benefit of the doubt might destroy everything.

Learning to trust herself again is the hardest lesson Michaela will ever have to learn – and by the time she does, it may be too late for love.

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