The Willow Valley Series Bundle

Welcome to Willow Valley, where love blossoms around every corner. In this charming town, family, friendship, and romance intertwine in stories that warm the heart. Let the magic of small-town love sweep you away!

The Willow Valley Series is a complete series of small-town romances by USA Today bestselling author Christine Kingsley. Fall in love again with each new book.

⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ “I loved this book. I couldn't put it down! I can't wait to read the whole series." 

READING ORDER:

Return to Love

Meant for Love

Saved by Love

Finding My Love

Playing at Love

Forever My Love

Fighting for Love

Designed for Love

"Whoa there, little lady, what are you
doing up on that table?"

Cassie Powell jerked her head up at the sound
of the slow deep voice, hitting it with a metallic thump against the inside of
her bakery display case where she was arranging this morning's offerings. She
dropped her tray of muffins as her eyes darted frantically to where the man in
the Stetson hat was standing by one of her cafe tables.

"Sarah, no," she squeaked out.
Cassie rushed around the counter toward her two-year-old daughter who was
tipping precariously off the edge of the table. All she had done was look away
for just a moment, and Sarah had gotten in trouble. I'm not going to get to
her in time. Just as she was certain Sarah would crash to the floor, the
man plucked her up and tossed her in the air, peals of laughter escaping
Sarah's lips as he settled her back on his hip.

"Oh, thank you so much," Cassie
lifted a hand to her heart and sighed. "She's into everything these
days." Her shoulders slumped in relief and she brushed some blond hairs
back from her forehead that had come loose from her ponytail before reaching to
take Sarah. As the man handed her back, Cassie finally took her eyes off Sarah
and looked up at him with a grateful smile. It froze instantly on her lips, and
her heart dropped all the way down to her stomach. She knew those bright blue
eyes anywhere.

"Jack? What are you doing here?"
Please not him. Anyone but him. She thought he had blown this town for good.

Jack Martin laughed and tipped the brim of
his hat with his finger, revealing too-long strands of his pitch black hair.
"Cassie. I heard you had opened a bakery since I was last home, so I
thought I'd stop by for some breakfast. What I hadn't heard is that it was a
daycare as well."

Her smile felt forced and her laugh too high.
"Yeah, well, whatever keeps the customers rolling in."

She hurried back around the counter and sat
Sarah down at her miniature plastic table and chairs set. "Here, honey,
color me a picture while I help this customer." She fastened the child
gate back between the counter and the wall. She didn't remember leaving it
open. Sarah was as fast as lightning when Cassie wasn't looking.

Jack looked curiously between the two of them
and opened his mouth to say something, but the question remained unasked as a
couple of girls from the hair salon next door came through the front door, the
bells tinkling as it shut behind them. They started up to the counter, then
noticed Jack. With his rugged good looks, he was pretty hard not to notice.

"Oh, were you here first?" one of
them asked. Cassie thought her name was Katie. She had just moved to town and
gotten a job at the salon, fresh out of cosmetology school. She couldn't be
more than nineteen.

Jack tipped his hat again. "Ladies
first." He flashed them a heart-stopping smile.

The girls both giggled and stepped up to the
counter. Cassie hurriedly straightened the mess she had spilled when Sarah had
given her a scare. "What can I get for you two today?"

They ordered their breakfast and Cassie was
certain she felt the burn of Jack's eyes on her as she busied herself filling
their orders and giving them their change. She took her time, not ready to be
alone with him again. Too bad he hadn't gone ahead of them. Then maybe he would
have just taken his food and left and not waited for the opportunity to talk
again.

As the girls took their muffins and turned to
leave, they both flashed bright flirtatious smiles at Jack. He winked at them,
and they left, giggling again.

Cassie couldn't help but laugh, in spite of
the nerves bunching in her stomach. "You're going to be all they talk
about the rest of the day."

"Just doing my civic duty to the women
of Willow Valley," he joked, stepping up and resting an arm on the
counter. "So what delectable offerings do you have for me here?" His
eyes twinkled as he looked down at her.

She knew he meant the baked goods, but
couldn't help feeling a flush as the words rolled off his tongue. Don't be
crazy. You absolutely do not find Jack attractive. But she knew she was
lying to herself. Well, I'll just keep right on lying. There was no way
she was letting this man under her skin.

All business now, she named off the varieties
of muffins, breads and coffee cakes. Jack made his choice and as she reached
into the case, his voice made her jump and hit her head for the second time
that day.

"Is she yours?"

"What?" She shook her head,
confused by his words and distracted by his presence.

"The little girl. Is she yours? I
thought you might be serious about babysitting, but she has your exact shade of
hair."

Cassie took a deep breath. "Yes, she is
mine, but the hair is just a coincidence." She paused, unsure how much she
should say. "I adopted her."

Jack lifted his eyebrows in surprise but
didn't ask any more, thankfully. Cassie hoped that now he would just take his
food and be gone. And hopefully, he would breeze back out of town just as
quickly as he'd come in.

She had to know. "How long are you here
for? I'm surprised to see you."

Jack squinted and stared out the window for a
minute. "I think I may be back for good this time, Cassie."

All the breath went out of her, leaving her
lightheaded. This could not be happening. Surely he was joking. Cassie forced
another laugh. "That'll be the day. You've blown in and out of here for years,
I have yet to see you stay more than a night or two." And she'd managed to
avoid him every time.

He looked back at her, something different in
his eyes that she didn't quite recognize. "That's true," he said,
"but this time..." He let his voice trail off.

She didn't ask and he didn't offer any more
information. Just as quickly as the look was there, it was gone, replaced with
the smile and swagger she was used to. "I'll keep quiet about the table
dancing. Wouldn't want to ruin the reputation of your establishment." He
winked and flashed his make-you-melt smile and was ambling out the door with a
tip of his hat.

Cassie stood rooted in place, staring after
him, dread slowly creeping up her spine.

"Who's that, Mommy?" Sarah was
pulling on her hand. She snapped back to attention and picked her daughter up,
hugging her tightly to her chest.

"Just an old friend, baby. That's
all."

"I like him."

That's what Cassie was afraid of. She
couldn't risk either of them liking him. He needed to get out of town, and the
sooner the better.