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Second-Chance Match
With four children and a dilapidated farmhouse, Amish widow Honor King asks Seven Poplars’s matchmaker to find her a secure and reliable new husband. Someone the opposite of her first love—who left her at the altar nine years ago, yet whom she’s never been able to forget. Luke’s back in town, and also looking for a new partner. For him, there’s only one candidate to be his wife—the woman he let get away. But when Honor won’t let him into her life, he works his way into her house. Hammer in hand, he’ll fix her home...but it’ll take more than brawn and nails to mend her heart.
EMMA MILLER lives quietly in her old farmhouse in rural Delaware. Fortunate enough to be born into a family of strong faith, she grew up on a dairy farm, surrounded by loving parents, siblings, grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. Emma was educated in local schools and once taught in an Amish schoolhouse. When she’s not caring for her large family, reading and writing are her favorite pastimes.
The Amish Matchmaker
A Match for Addy
A Husband for Mari
A Beau for Katie
A Love for Leah
A Groom for Ruby
A Man for Honor
Hannah’s Daughters
Courting Ruth
Miriam’s Heart
Anna’s Gift
Leah’s Choice
Redeeming Grace
Johanna’s Bridegroom
Rebecca’s Christmas Gift
Hannah’s Courtship
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A Man for Honor
Emma Miller
ISBN: 978-1-474-08028-6
A MAN FOR HONOR
© 2018 Emma Miller
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollins Publishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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Her knees went weak.
It happened whenever she looked at him. “I’m sorry I’ve been angry with you all these years. You were wrong, but...” Her throat constricted as she remembered. But maybe she’d rushed things. They were hardly out of their teens when she’d realized she loved him. And now...
“I think you’d better go,” she managed.
He stood. “I’ll be back tomorrow.”
“To work on the house?”
“To work on the house. And to court you.”
“That’s why the matchmaker brought you here, isn’t it? That was your plan from the beginning.”
“Ya, I hoped she could help me get my foot in the door,” he admitted. “But this, now, is about you and me. Let me show you I’m not the boy I was nine years ago.”
“And I’m not the girl.”
He grabbed his coat and hat. “We could make a good couple.”
She remained seated. Her legs were too wobbly to stand. “I can’t promise anything, Luke.”
“But you’ll think about it?”
She’d think about it...but she couldn’t guess what her answer would be.
