Bella tossed the screen to the side so she could reach inside and close the window. The side of Leanna's cottage was on a slight incline, and although Bella was tall, she needed to stand on her tiptoes to get a good grip on the window. The hem of the nightie caught on her underwear, exposing her ample derriere.

"Cute satin skivvies." Jenna reached out to tug Bella's shirt down and Bella swatted her.

Bella pushed as hard as she could on the top of the window, trying to ignore the sensuous moans and the creaking of bedsprings coming from inside the cottage.

"The darn thing's stuck," she whispered.

Jenna moved beside her and reached for the window. Her fingertips barely grazed the bottom edge.

Amy ran toward them, waving a long stick with a paper sign taped to the top that read, WELCOME BACK.

Leanna moaned, and Jenna laughed and lost her footing. Bella reached for her, and the window slammed shut, catching Bella's hair. Leanna's dog, Pepper, barked, sending Amy and Jenna into more fits of laughter.

With her hair caught in the window and her head plastered to the sill, Bella put a finger to her lips. "Shh!"

Headlights flashed across Leanna's cottage as a car turned up the gravel road.

"s.h.i.t!" Bella went up on her toes, struggled to lift the window and free her hair, which felt like it was being ripped from her skull. The curtains flew open and Leanna peered through the gla.s.s. Bella lifted a hand and waved. c.r.a.p. She heard Leanna's front door open, and Pepper bolted around the corner, barking a blue streak and knocking Jenna to the ground just as a police car rolled up next to them and shined a spotlight on Bella's a.s.s.

CADEN GRANT HAD been with the Wellfleet Police Department for only three months, having moved after his partner of nine years was killed in the line of duty. He'd relocated to the small town with his teenage son, Evan, in hopes of working in a safer location. So far, he'd found the people of Wellfleet to be respectful and thankful for the efforts of the local law enforcement officers, a welcome change after dealing with rebellion on every corner in Boston. Wellfleet had recently experienced a rash of small thefts-cars being broken into, cottages being ransacked, and the police had begun patrolling the private communities along Route 6, communities that in the past had taken care of their own security. Caden rolled up the gravel road in the Seaside community and spotted a dog running circles around a person rolling on the ground.

He flicked on the spotlight as he rolled to a stop. Holy Christ. What is going on? He quickly a.s.sessed the situation. A blond woman was banging on a window with both hands. Her shirt was bunched at her waist, and a pair of black satin panties barely covered the most magnificent a.s.s he'd seen in a long time.

"Open the effing window!" she hollered.

Caden stepped from the car. "What's going on here?" He walked around the dark-haired woman, who was rolling from side to side on the ground while laughing hysterically, and the fluffy white dog, who was barking as though his life depended on it, and he quickly realized that the blond woman's hair was caught in the window. Behind him another blonde crouched on the ground, laughing so hard she kept snorting. Why the h.e.l.l aren't any of you wearing pants?

"Leanna! I'm stuck!" the blonde by the window yelled.

"Officer, we're sorry." The blonde behind him rose to her feet, tugging her shirt down to cover her underwear; then she covered her mouth with her hand as more laughter escaped. The dog barked and clawed at Caden's shoes.

"Someone want to tell me what's going on here?" Caden didn't even want to try to guess.

"We're..." The brunette laughed again as she rose to her knees and tried to straighten her camisole, which barely contained her enormous b.r.e.a.s.t.s. She ran her eyes down Caden's body. "Well, h.e.l.lo there, handsome." She fell backward, laughing again.

Christ. Just what he needed, three drunk women.

The brunette inside the cottage lifted the window, freeing the blonde's hair, which sent her stumbling backward and crashing into his chest. There was no ignoring the feel of her seductive curves beneath the thin layer of fabric. Her hair was a thick, tangled mess. She looked up at him with eyes the color of rich cocoa and lips sweet enough to taste. The air around them pulsed with heat. Christ, she was beautiful.

"Whoa. You okay?" he asked. He told his arms to let her go, but there was a disconnect, and his hands remained stuck to her waist.

"It's...It's not what it looks like." She dropped her eyes to her hands, clutching his forearms, and she released him fast, as if she'd been burned. She took a step back and helped the brunette to her feet. "We were..."

"They were trying to close our window, Officer." A tall, dark-haired man came around the side of the cottage, wearing a pair of jeans and no shirt. "Kurt Remington." He held a hand out in greeting and shook his head at the women, now holding on to each other, giggling and whispering.

"Officer Caden Grant." He shook Kurt's hand. "We've had some trouble with break-ins lately. Do you know these women?" His eyes swept over the tall blonde. He followed the curve of her thighs to where they disappeared beneath her nightshirt, then drifted up to her full b.r.e.a.s.t.s, finally coming to rest on her beautiful dark eyes. It had been a d.a.m.n long time since he'd been this attracted to a woman.

"Of course he knows us." The hot blonde stepped forward, arms crossed, eyes no longer wide and warm, but narrow and angry.

He hated men who leered at women, but he was powerless to refrain from drinking her in for one last second. The other two women were lovely in their own right, but they didn't compare to the tall blonde with fire in her eyes and a body made for loving.

Kurt nodded. "Yes, Officer. We know them."

"G.o.d, you guys. What the heck?" the dark-haired woman asked through the open window.

"You were waking the dead," the tall blonde answered.

"Oh, gosh. I'm sorry, Officer," the brunette said through the window. Her cheeks flushed, and she slipped back inside and closed the window.

"I a.s.sure you, everything is okay here." Kurt glared at the hot blonde.

"Okay, well, if you see any suspicious activity, we're only a phone call away." He took a step toward his car.

The tall blonde hurried into his path. "Did someone from Seaside call the police?"

"No. I was just patrolling the area."

She held his gaze. "Just patrolling the area? No one patrols Seaside."

"Bella," the other blonde hissed.

Bella.

"Seriously. No one patrols our community. They never have." She lifted her chin in a way that he a.s.sumed was meant as a challenge, but it had the opposite effect. She looked cuter than h.e.l.l.

Caden stepped closer and tried to keep a straight face. "Your name is Bella?"

"Maybe."

Feisty, too. He liked that. "Well, Maybe Bella, you're right. We haven't patrolled your community in the past, but things have changed. We'll be patrolling more often to keep you safe until we catch the people who have been burglarizing the area." He leaned in close and whispered, "But you might consider wearing pants for your window-closing evening strolls. Never know who's traipsing around out here."

-End of Sneak Peek-.

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BOOK LIST.

Full LOVE IN BLOOM SERIES order.

Love in Bloom books may be read as stand alones. For more enjoyment, read them in series order. Characters from each series carry forward to the next.

SNOW SISTERS.

Sisters in Love.

Sisters in Bloom Sisters in White THE BRADENS (Weston, CO).

Lovers at Heart Destined for Love Friendship on Fire Sea of Love.

Bursting with Love Hearts at Play THE BRADENS (Trusty, CO) Taken by Love.

Fated for Love Romancing My Love Flirting with Love.

Dreaming of Love Crashing into Love THE BRADENS (Peaceful Harbor, MD).

Healed by Love (Coming Soon) Surrender My Love River of Love Crushing on Love Whisper of Love.

Thrill of Love BRADEN WORLD NOVELLAS.

Daring Her Love.

Promise My Love THE REMINGTONS.

Game of Love Stroke of Love Flames of Love.

Slope of Love Read, Write, Love SEASIDE SUMMERS.

Seaside Dreams Seaside Hearts.

Seaside Sunsets Seaside Secrets (Coming Soon) Seaside Nights Seaside Embrace Seaside Lovers Seaside Whispers.

MORE SERIES COMING SOON:.

THE RYDERS.

WILD BOYS AFTER DARK.

HARBORSIDE NIGHTS.

Includes characters from Love in Bloom series.

Catching Ca.s.sidy Discovering Delilah.

(Coming Soon) Tempting Tristan Chasing Charley Breaking Brandon.

Embracing Evan Reaching Rusty Loving Livi.

LOVE ON ROCKWELL ISLAND SERIES.

By Bella Andre & Melissa Foster.

Cape Cod Kisses.

Cape Cod Promises Cape Cod Dreams (More Coming Soon).

More Books by Melissa.

Chasing Amanda (mystery/suspense).

Come Back to Me (mystery/suspense) Have No Shame (historical fiction/romance) Love, Lies & Mystery (3-book bundle) Megan's Way (literary fiction) Traces of Kara (psychological thriller) Where Petals Fall (suspense) Moon-Shine Jelly Recipe.

1 apple 1 cup water 1/3 cup powdered pectin.

1 bottle of your favorite chardonnay 1 cup brown sugar 1/2 teaspoon cinnamon 1/4 teaspoon nutmeg 5 cups sugar.

Cut up the apple and then chop in a blender until fine; then, in a large saucepan, combine water with pectin and bring to a boil, stirring slowly. Add the chopped apple and chardonnay and bring to a boil. Continue to stir the mixture so it doesn't burn. Add brown sugar and nutmeg, stirring slowly as you add these ingredients. Bring the mixture back to a boil and slowly stir in the sugar. Return to a boil for one minute. Remove from heat and skim off any foam from the top.

Makes between 7 and 8 eight-ounce mason jars.

Acknowledgments.

When I write, I'm inspired by family, friends, fans, and life in general. I'd like to thank my loyal supporters who follow me on social media and take time to email me and share my work with your friends. You inspire me on a daily basis.

If you follow me on Facebook, then you probably know how much I love writing about the Cape, and that makes writing about the Seaside gang all the more fun. You probably also know that I often turn to fans to help me come up with names of characters, shops, and even streets. I've also been known to create a story line or two based on fans, which is always incredibly fun. I'd like to thank each and every one of you, because while I might not choose your suggestion today, you never know what tomorrow will hold. I hope you continue to enjoy our fun chats, s.e.xy photos, and quirky comments.

A special thank you goes to Nina Lane for our brainstorming sessions. I truly appreciate our hero-making chats.

I'd like to thank my editorial team for their meticulous attention to detail and patience. My work shines because they care. Kristen, Penina, Jenna, Juliette, Marlene, and Lynn, thank you for all you do for me and our readers.

As always, major grat.i.tude goes to my own true-life hunky hero, Les, and my children, who are my fans, my friends, and often, my biggest cheerleaders. Thank you, guys. I couldn't create such wonderful worlds without your support.

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