The wedding had been the most beautiful one that he’d ever been to. Marica, the newest Archer in the family, had been a lovely bride. And the way that she looked at his brother Sherman when they were walking around the reception area made him think that there couldn’t have been a couple more in love than the two of them. It sort of made him jealous when he saw them.

However, Darrel didn’t want the same thing for himself. Jealously was one thing. Having a wife and family wasn’t for him. Not now, anyway.

Caitlyn Snow wanted justice, not handouts. Her brother was brutally murdered four years ago, and his body came up missing the same day. Everyone knew her cousin Susan did it, but without a body, they couldn’t make the charges stick…

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Merce was a go-getter. She ran a contracting company with her father, and when she saw something that needed to be done, she did it. Archer’s company had a new product that needed to be produced, and Merce knew her company was in a perfect position to fulfill that order. She just didn’t understand why they weren’t on the list for consideration. She’d see about that.

Del was exhausted. The banging on his front door in the middle of the night was beyond infuriating. He didn’t bother getting dressed to answer it. If whoever was at the door didn’t like it, then so be it. That’s what they get for being so rude.

In all his naked glory, Del threw open the front door. Merce didn’t skip a beat in getting right to the point of her visit. The sparks fly as two stubborn souls clash for the first time….

When Heather Grey received the phone call from Merce Archer that her brother was dead, she wasn’t surprised, but when her sister-in-law, Judy Grey, claimed to be pregnant with her brother’s child, Heather knew better than that. There was no way in hell that child was his. Heather decided right then and there that she’d go to the small town and set things straight.

Peter Archer was acting as the Archer family’s attorney. He was looking into the possibility that an employee of theirs, Judy Grey, had embezzled money from one of the business owner’s personal accounts.

When Heather stormed into their lives, bringing her mentally challenged aunt with her, demanding Judy be investigated for her brother’s death, Peter was captivated with her. And when Heather said they came as a package deal, Peter didn’t hesitate because, from the moment he kissed her, his life had changed forever.

Elizabeth Monroe moved from Chicago to a small town in Ohio to live with her grandda, Bingo. He owned the construction company updating Peter’s house. Elizabeth was helping out until she could take her medical boards to transfer her license to Ohio.

Robert Archer was bored with being an attorney and wanted to try his hand at construction. He had an eye for detail and wanted to help his brother, Peter, out. Robert was focusing so hard on the tile job that when Elizabeth suddenly spoke out of seemingly nowhere, he was startled and fell, hitting his head hard on the tub.

Elizabeth went immediately into doctor mode to save Robert. With his head bandaged and his eyes covered, Robert only knew her by the sound of her voice and her surly attitude. Surly or not, Robert was intrigued and falling quickly for the new doctor.

Nothing was going right for Tally. Her brother was threatening to sell his kid off again if she didn’t pay up. She was afraid he’d do it this time, too, if she didn’t come up with the money. Now, the neighbors were fighting again. When the gun next door went off, Tally took a bullet. William Archer was already in a bad mood. The woman had taken a bullet for him, then slammed the door in his face. He would help her, and that would be the end of it. The entire family had been trying to marry him off, and the last thing he wanted was a wife. He made no bones about it, either. Tally didn’t like him much, either. And when he implied that the situation with her brother and her nephew was her fault and she should have done more, she knocked him on his butt. Realizing too late that he might have been a little harsh, William scrambled to rectify the situation, but Tally wasn’t having any of it

Sherman Archer was feeling good about his trip to DC. A vacant seat had opened up as a sitting judge, and he’d been recommended for the job. He wasn’t sure that he wanted it, but he was looking forward to seeing what they had to offer.

FBI Agent Marcia Hammond was in charge of the nine candidates for the four vacant positions for sitting judges. She made a point to meet each candidate personally before the testing began. Sherman was the last man to arrive, and his familiarity with the President and Vice President didn’t sit well with her. He was infuriatingly handsome and—nice. In her line of business, men weren’t nice unless they had an agenda.

Sherman just couldn’t figure Marcia out, but he was enjoying pissing her off more than he should….

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The wedding had been the most beautiful one that he’d ever been to. Marica, the newest Archer in the family, had been a lovely bride. And the way that she looked at his brother Sherman when they were walking around the reception area made him think that there couldn’t have been a couple more in love than the two of them. It sort of
made him jealous when he saw them. However, Darrel didn’t want the same thing for himself. Jealously was one thing. Having a wife and family wasn’t for him. Not now, anyway. He had his life on hold for
what he had wanted to be his entire life. To be a doctor. The best? No, just a good doctor for everyone who needed him.

Seeing the kids gathering around one of the play areas, he made his way there. Two days ago, his nephew Clay had taken a tumble down the front stairs to their home because of the ice, and he’d broken his arm. Going to check on him was simple for Darrel. He loved the little guy. “What’s happening here?” Clay held up his cast for him to see. “So everyone is signing off on it for you, huh? Good for you.” He sat down when he was handed a marker. “When I was about twelve, I fell out of a tree and broke my arm. To be honest with you, I was more afraid of getting an X-ray than I was about hurting myself. I’d see those cartoons where something like that machine would light up your entire body and make you look dead.”

“Grandma Katie said that was when you decided to be a doctor. On account of it not hurting you at all.” He smiled at the memory and nodded at Clay. “She told us that you were really brave when you fell out of the tree, too. I cried when I fell. It hurt so bad.”
“Because you fell down about five stairs on your arm before coming to a stop. Even then, with the ice all over the sidewalk, you hurt your knees and your face too, little buddy.” He had taken a big tumble and it had scared him with the bruising on his little noddle. “Do you listen to your dad now when he says to you be careful of the ice?”
“Yeah, I sure do.” After signing his name on the cast, he stood up to move around the large room. The reception was going to go on for another hour or so, and he was going to grab himself some food for his hotel room later. “Uncle Darrel, are you looking for yourself a pretty wife, too? I think all the women in our family is about the
most beautiful in the world.

Except for my little sisters. They’re cute too.” “I don’t know about finding me a wife, Clay. I work a great deal.” And that was the very reason that he did work all the time. Avoiding finding himself a wife. “I’m hard to like anyway. A woman would be crazy to love someone like me. A doctor on call all the time and having such terrible hours.” “I don’t think she’ll care if you love her bunches.” Smiling at the little man, he made his way to the bar to get himself a glass of ice-cold water. It was the best thing to drink in the world, he thought. When his phone went off, he stepped around the corner.