Dixie’s found her way back home again, and this time she wants to stay.

All it took was four days. Less than a week and my emotional cocktail of love and concern was stirred up again—for Deke, and my hometown—and I realized the big career I’d worked so hard toward was no substitute for the simple life I left behind. Deke loved me, supported me, wanted only the best for me. Kissing Creek raised me, knew me, and when it was time, let me go. Now the idea of returning to my hometown fills me with joy and hope. And Deke? His warm touch and caring heart might be the biggest incentive of all.

Deke’s life in in Kissing Creek. But there’s plenty of room for Dixie, too.

I should have known Dixie wouldn’t make it easy. She might have shown up unexpectedly, giving up her life in LA and making plans to stay in Kissing Creek. But assuming she was back for me was only my first lapse in judgement. For a man who prides himself on his ability to calculate and reason, my girl’s got me second-guessing myself coming and going. But the one thing I know for certain? When the dust clears, Dixie and I will be living the life, and the love, we’ve been waiting for.