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When Pia O'Brian's best friend dies, Pia expects to inherit her cherished cat. Instead, the woman leaves Pia three frozen embryos. With a disastrous track record in the romance department and the parenting skills of a hamster, Pia doesn't think she's meant for motherhood. But determined to do the right thing, Pia decides to become a single mother. Only to meet a gorgeous, sexy hunk the very same day.
A former foster-care kid now rich beyond his wildest dreams, Raoul Moreno runs a camp for needy children in Fool's Gold, California. After his last relationship, Raoul thought he was done with women and commitment. Still, he can't get sweet, sexy Pia out of his mind—and proposes a crazy plan. But can such an unconventional beginning really result in the perfect ending?
- Sales Rank: #106573 in Books
- Brand: HQN Books
- Published on: 2010-08-31
- Released on: 2010-08-31
- Original language: English
- Number of items: 1
- Dimensions: 6.62" h x .88" w x 4.21" l, .37 pounds
- Binding: Mass Market Paperback
- 352 pages
- Great product!
From the Author
Fool's Gold is the Land of Happy Endings!
I am having so much fun with this town! Fool's Gold is a California wine country town set in the foothills of the Sierra Nevada mountains, giving it some of the most picturesque scenery in the world. Loaded with small-town charm, Fool's Gold is known for its many festivals and parades and the friendly people who watch out for their neighbors, whether the neighbors want them to or not. I hope you'll enjoy reading the Fool's Gold books as much as I enjoy writing them. The series started in 2010 with Chasing Perfect, Almost Perfect, and Finding Perfect, with a bonus story in the Summer Brides anthology. Readers have already begun clamoring for stories for the Hendrix triplets - and they're coming in 2011!
For between-the-books updates, visit the Fool's Gold website, foolsgoldca.com.
Susan Mallery
read. laugh. love.
About the Author
New York Times bestselling author Susan Mallery has entertained millions of readers with her witty and emotional stories about women. Publishers Weekly calls Susan’s prose “luscious and provocative,” and Booklist says “Novels don’t get much better than Mallery’s expert blend of emotional nuance, humor and superb storytelling.” Susan lives in Seattle with her husband and her tiny but intrepid toy poodle. Visit her at www.SusanMallery.com.
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"What do you mean she left me the embryos? I'm supposed to get the cat." Pia O'Brian paused long enough to put her hand on her chest. The shock of hearing the details of Crystal's will had been enough to stop the strongest of hearts, and Pia's was still bruised from the loss of her friend.
She was relieved to find her heart still beating, although the speed at which her heart was pumping was disconcerting.
"It's the cat," she repeated, speaking as clearly as possible so the well-dressed attorney sitting across from her would understand. "His name is Jake. I'm not really a pet person, but we've made peace with each other. I think he likes me. It's hard to tell—he keeps to himself. I guess most cats do."
Pia thought about offering to bring in the cat so the lawyer could see for herself, but she wasn't sure that would help.
"Crystal would never leave me her babies," Pia added with a whisper. Mostly because it was true. Pia had never had a maternal or nurturing thought in her life. Taking care of the cat had been a big step for her.
"Ms. O'Brian," the attorney said with a brief smile, "Crystal was very clear in her will. She and I spoke several times as her illness progressed. She wanted you to have her embryos. Only you."
"But I…" Pia swallowed.
Embryos. Somewhere in a lab-like facility were frozen test tubes or other containers and inside of them were the potential babies her friend had so longed for.
"I know this is a shock," the lawyer, a fortysomething elegant woman in a tailored suit, said. "Crystal debated telling you what she'd done. Apparently she decided against letting you know in advance."
"Probably because she knew I'd try to talk her out of it," Pia muttered.
"For now, you don't have to do anything. The storage fees are paid for the next three years. There's some paperwork to be filled out, but we can take care of it later."
Pia nodded. "Thank you," she said and rose. A quick glance at her watch told her she was going to have to hurry or she would be late for her ten-thirty appointment back at her office.
"Crystal picked you for a reason," the attorney said as Pia walked toward the door.
Pia gave the older woman a tight smile and headed for the stairs. Seconds later, she was outside, breathing deeply, wondering when the world was going to stop spinning.
This was not happening, she told herself as she started walking. It couldn't be. What had Crystal been thinking? There were dozens of other women she could have left the embryos to. Hundreds, probably. Women who were good with kids, who knew how to bake and comfort and test for a fever with the back of their hands.
Pia couldn't even keep a houseplant alive. She was a lousy hugger. Her last boyfriend had complained she always let go first. Probably because being held too long made her feel trapped. Not exactly a sterling quality for a potential parent.
Her stomach felt more than a little queasy. What had Crystal been thinking and why? Why her? That's what she couldn't get over. The fact that her friend had made such a crazy decision. And without ever mentioning it.
Fool's Gold was the kind of town where everyone knew everyone else and secrets were hard to keep. Apparently Crystal had managed to break with convention and keep some huge information to herself.
Pia reached her office building. The first floor of the structure held several retail businesses—a card store, a gift shop with the most amazing fudge and Morgan's Books. Her office was upstairs.
She went through the plain wooden door off the side street and climbed to the second story. She could see a tall man standing by her locked office door.
"Hi," she called. "Sorry I'm late."
The man turned.
There was a window behind him, so she couldn't see his face, but she knew her schedule for the morning and the name of the man who was her next appointment. Raoul Moreno was tall, with huge shoulders. Despite the unusually cool September day, he hadn't bothered with a coat. Instead he wore a V-neck sweater over dark jeans.
A man's man, she thought unexpectedly. Which made sense. Raoul Moreno was a former professional football player. He'd been a quarterback with the Dallas Cowboys. After ten years in the game, he'd retired on top and had disappeared from public view. Last year he'd shown up in Fool's Gold for a pro-am charity golf tournament. For reasons she couldn't figure out, he'd stayed.
As she got closer, she took in the large dark eyes, the handsome face. There was a scar on his cheek — probably from protecting an old lady during a mugging. He had a reputation for being nice. Pia made it a rule never to trust nice people.
"Ms. O'Brian," he began. "Thanks for seeing me."
She unlocked her office door and motioned for him to go inside.
"Pia, please. My 'Ms. O'Brian' years are looming, but I'm not ready for them yet."
He was good-looking enough that she should have been distracted. Under other circumstances, she probably would have been. But at the moment, she was too busy wondering if the chemo treatments had scrambled Crystal's brain. Her friend had always seemed so rational. Obviously that had been a facade.
Pia motioned to the visitor chair in front of her desk and hung her coat on the rack by the door.
Her office was small but functional. There was a good-size main room with a custom three-year calendar covering most of one wall. The squares were half dry-erase material and half corkboard.
Posters for various Fool's Gold festivals took up the rest of the wall space. She had a storage room and a half bath in the rear, several cabinets and a filing system that bordered on compulsively organized. As a rule she made it a point to visit rather than have people come to her, but scheduling-wise, having Raoul stop by had made the most sense.
Of course that had been before she'd found out she'd been left three very frozen potential children.
She crossed to the small refrigerator in the corner. "I have diet soda and water." She glanced over her shoulder. "You're not the diet type."
One dark eyebrow rose. "Are you asking or telling?"
She smiled. "Am I wrong?"
"Water's fine."
"I knew it."
She collected a bottle and a can, then returned to her desk. After handing him the bottle, she took a seat and stared at the yellow pad in front of her. There was writing on it, very possibly in English. She could sort of make out individual letters but not words and certainly not sentences.
They were supposed to have a meeting about something. That much was clear. She handled the city festivals in town. There were over a dozen civic events that she ran every year. But her mind didn't go any further than that. When she tried to remember why Raoul was here, she went blank. Her brain was filled with other things.
Babies. Crystal had left her babies. Okay, embryos, but the implication was clear. Crystal wanted her children to be born. Which meant someone was going to have to get them implanted, grow them and later give birth. Although that was terrifying enough, there was also the further horror of raising them.
Children weren't like cats. She knew that much. They would need more than dry food, a bowl of water and a clean litter box. A lot more.
"Oh, God, I can't do this," she whispered.
Raoul frowned. "I don't understand. Do you want to reschedule the meeting?"
Meeting? Oh, right. He was here for something. His camp and he wanted her to…
Her mind went blank, again. Right after the merciful emptiness, there was panic. Deep to the bone, intestine-wrenching panic.
She stood and wrapped her arms around her midsection, breathing hard and fast.
"I can't do this. It's impossible. What was she thinking? She had to know better."
"Pia?"
Her visitor rose. She turned to tell him that rescheduling was probably a good idea when the room began to spin. It turned and turned, darkening on the edges.
The next thing she knew, she was in her chair, bent over at the waist, her head between her knees with something pressing down on the back of her neck.
"This is uncomfortable," she said.
"Keep breathing."
"Easier said than done. Let go."
"A couple more breaths."
The pressure on the back of her neck lessened. Slowly, she straightened and blinked.
Raoul Moreno was crouched next to her, his dark eyes cloudy with concern. She took another breath and realized he smelled really good. Clean, but with a hint of something else.
"You all right?" he asked.
"What happened?"
"You started to faint." Raoul met her gaze as her eyes widened, and, despite the bigger things crowding her thoughts, she couldn't miss the zing of interest.
She blinked, and shook her head. "I don't faint. I never faint. I—" Her memory returned. "Oh, crap." She covered her face with her hands. "I'm so not ready to be a mother."
Raoul moved with a speed that was a credit to his physical conditioning and nearly comical at the same time.
"Man trouble?" he asked cautiously from a safer few inches away.
"What?" She lowered her hands. "No. I'm not pregnant. That would require sex. Or not. Actually it wouldn't, would it? This is so not happening."
"Okay." He sounded nervous. "Should I call a doctor?"
"No, but you can go if you want. I'm fine."
"You don't look fine."
Now it was her turn to raise her eyebrows. "Are you commenting on my appearance?"
He grinned. "I wouldn't dare."
"That sounded almost critical."
"You know what I meant."
She did. "I'm okay. I've had a bit of a shock. A friend of mine died recently. She was married to a guy in the army. Before he was shipped off to Iraq, they decided to do in vitro, just in case something happened to him. So she could have his kids."
"Sad, but it makes sense."
She nodded. "He was killed a couple of years ago. She took it really hard, but after a while, she decided she would have the babies. At least a part of him would live on, right?"
Pia rose and paced the length of the office. Moving seemed to help. She took a couple of cautious breaths, to make sure she was going to stay conscious. Fainting? Impossible. Yet the world really had started to blur.
She forced herself back to the topic at hand.
"She went to the doctor for a routine physical," she continued. "They discovered she had lymphoma. And not the good kind."
"There's a good kind?"
She shrugged. "There's a kind that can usually be cured. She didn't have that one. And then she was gone. I have her cat. I thought I'd be keeping him. We have a relationship. Sort of. It's hard to tell with a cat."
"They keep to themselves."
There was something about the way he spoke. She glared at him. "Are you making fun of me?"
"No."
She saw the corner of his mouth twitch. "Don't mess with me," she told him. "Or I'll talk about my feelings."
"Anything but that."
She returned to her desk and sank into the chair. "She didn't leave me the cat. She left me the embryos. I don't know what to do. I don't know what she was thinking. Babies. God—anyone but me. And I can't ignore it. Them. That's what the attorney hinted at. That I could let it go for a while because the 'fees' are paid for three years." She looked at him. "I guess that's the frozen part. Maybe I should go see them."
"They're embryos. What's there to see?"
"I don't know. Something. Can't they put them under a microscope? Maybe if I saw them, I would understand." She stared at him as if he had the answer. "Why did she think I could raise her children?"
"I'm sorry, Pia. I don't know."
He looked uncomfortable. His gaze lingered on the door. Reality returned and with it, a sense of embarrassment.
"I'm so sorry," she murmured, standing. "We'll reschedule. I'll compose myself and be much better next time. Let me look over my calendar and give you a call."
He reached for the door handle, then paused. "Are you sure you're going to be all right?"
No, she wasn't sure. She wasn't sure of anything. But that wasn't Raoul's problem.
She forced a smile. "I'm great. Seriously, you should go. I'm going to call a couple of girlfriends and let them talk me down."
"Okay." He hesitated. "You have my number?"
"Uh-huh." She wasn't sure if she did, but she was determined to let him escape while she still had a shred of dignity. "The next time you see me, I'll be professionalism personified. I swear."
"Thanks. You take care."
"Bye."
He left.
When the door closed, she sank back into her chair. After lowering her arms to the desk, she rested her head on them and did her best to keep breathing.
Crystal had left her the embryos. There were only two questions that mattered. Why, and what the hell was Pia supposed to do now?
Raoul arrived at Ronan Elementary shortly before two. He parked in the lot by the playground. No surprise—his was the only Ferrari in the parking lot. He was a guy who liked his toys, so sue him.
Before he could climb out of the car, his cell phone rang. He checked his watch—he had a few minutes before he was due inside—then the phone number on the screen. As he pushed the talk button, he grinned.
"Hey, Coach."
"Hey, yourself," Hawk, his former high school football coach, said. "Nicole hasn't heard from you in a while and I'm calling to find out why."
Raoul laughed. "I talked to your beautiful wife last week, so I know that's not why you're calling."
"You got me. I'm checking on you. Making sure you're moving on with your life."
That was Hawk, Raoul thought with equal parts frustration and appreciation. Cutting right to the heart of what was wrong.
"You had some bad stuff happen," the older man continued. "Don't wallow."
"I'm not wallowing. I'm busy."
"You're in your head too much. I know you. Find a cause. Get personally involved in your new town. It'll distract you. You can't change what happened."
Raoul's good humor faded. Hawk was right about that. The past couldn't be undone. Those who were gone stayed gone. No amount of bargaining, no sum of money, made it better.
"I can't let it go," he admitted.
"You'll have to. Maybe not today, but soon. Believe in the possibility of healing, Raoul. Open yourself up to other people."
It seemed impossible, but he'd been trusting Hawk for nearly twenty years. "I'll do my best."
"Good. Call Nicole."
"I will."
Most helpful customer reviews
18 of 21 people found the following review helpful.
Can't get past the premise...
By Nakia Beverly
I am only seven chapters into this book, and I'm ready to just give it up. The premise is SOOOOOOO IMPLAUSIBLE!!!
The heroine, Pia is mourning the loss of her friend when she finds out that she has inherited her FROZEN EMBRYOS??? Her friend didn't tell her in advance, and she's supposed to drop everything, with NO HUSBAND, no house, and not much money to have TRIPLETS??? SOMEONE ELSE'S TRIPLETS?!? That's just ridiculous and unbelievable. Especially for a character who is described as not even being able to take care of a house plant. I kept feeling like my intelligence was being insulted. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for outrageously romantic, unbelievable story lines, but this was just too much. I liked the first book in the series...The second, not as much, but ok...But this one? I'm not even sure I'll make it to the end...
15 of 18 people found the following review helpful.
Classic Mallery. I loved this book!
By Leanne Reynolds
I disagree with some of the other reviews. This is a really good book and I'm liking the series. I like that we see people from other books. That makes me want to read more. I liked Pia and really understood why she was willing to have her friend's babies. I don't know if I could do that, but I like to think I could. Raoul was what my daughter calls one of my "typical sexy hero guys." I just smile. I mean why would I read a romance about an ugly guy who wasn't sexy? She'll figure it out when she's a little older.
11 of 13 people found the following review helpful.
Warmth & Heart
By Shelleyrae
If you can overlook some of the more unlikely scenarios in this novel, it's a sweet romance with an unusual premise.
Pia's closest friend has passed away after a battle with cancer, and Pia has not inherited her cat as expected, but instead Crystal's three frozen and fertilised embryo's.
Pia's agonising over the decision she now faces has some authenticity, though really it is never in doubt what she will choose to do. New to the town, Raoul by amazing coincidence, met Crystal's late husband in Afghanistan, and feeling partially responsible for his death, offers to support Pia through her pregnancy. Though unrealistic, it's a unique start to their burgeoning romance. Pia is sufficiently complex to be interesting and likeable. I liked Raoul too, yet his characterisation is awkward. I can see that Mallery tries to justify Raoul's contradictions between his emotions and his actions, but it didn't quite resolve for me.
What I don't think was handled well were the realities of IVF. Too many women have had some sort of relationship to the process to be fobbed off with this more romantic view. Mallery has tried to justify the events with optimistic possibilities, but it doesn't work because the reality for most is so different, except in terms of the storyline.
What I did appreciate is that Mallery writes with warmth and heart about her characters and the town. I did enjoy the story and would happily read more by the author. Finding Perfect is a thoroughly contemporary romance novel, with an unusual premise for the romantic at heart.
shelleyrae @ book'd out
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