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Meant to Be

ISBN #1-4199-0486-8

Edited by Sue-Ellen Gower.

Cover art by Willo.

Electronic book Publication: January 2006

With the exception of quotes used in reviews, this book may not be reproduced or used in whole or in

part by any means existing without written permission from the publisher, Ellora’s Cave Publishing Inc.,

1056 Home Avenue, Akron, OH 44310-3502.

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales

is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.

Cerridwen Press is an imprint of Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.®

M EANT TO B E

Denise A. Agnew

Acknowledgements

To my husband Terry, the best friend I could ever have.

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the

following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Band-Aid: Johnson & Johnson

Cracker Jack: Frito-Lay North America, Inc.

Dom Perignon: Schieffelin & Co.

Dudley-Do-Right: Ward Productions, Inc.

Energizer Bunny: Eveready Battery Company, Inc.

Ken: Mattel, Inc.

Land Rover: Land Rover

Mack: Mack Trucks, Inc.

Monopoly: Hasbro, Inc.

Speedo: Speedo Holdings B.V.

Tiffany: Tiffany and Co.

Meant to Be

Chapter One

Seven days and seven nights, all expenses paid vacation at the famous Heart Inn Resort

nestled in a romantic valley deep in the majestic Rocky Mountains.

Courtney caressed the creamy white, expensive notepaper as if it were a lustrous

fabric.

Impossible. Things like this didn’t happen to her.

She, Courtney Ann Devons, had never won a thing in her life.

At least not until that moment.

“I won.” Courtney swiveled the rickety office chair and jumped up. “I won!”

Rachel Higgins, Courtney’s friend and accomplice in the tiny business of Devons

and Higgins Accountants, appeared at the doorway to Courtney’s lunchbox-size office.

“No way.”

“Way.” Courtney grinned, feeling a sense of wellbeing all out of proportion to the

prize.

Rachel returned her smile and leaned against the doorjamb. She pushed a lock of

her long, dark hair away from her face. “What did you get? Movie passes?”

Courtney wrinkled her nose then walked over and handed Rachel the notice.

“Nada. This is ten times better.”

Rachel’s mouth dropped open as she read. “Wow. This is great. The Heart Inn

Resort? That’s one of the most exclusive resorts in the Rockies.” She cocked an eyebrow

and looked up at Courtney. “What’s the catch?”

“No catch. I signed up for it at that bridal show we went to three weeks ago. Hell, I

forgot all about the drawing until I opened the mail just now and…violà.”

Rachel shook her head and handed the card back to Courtney. “Wouldn’t you

know it. I’m the one getting married in four weeks and you win the honeymoon.”

Courtney sighed and sank back into her chair. “Maybe I can get it transferred to

your name.”

Rachel snorted. “Are you kidding? You’ve needed a vacation for months and this is

the perfect opportunity. I need you fresh and ready to be my maid of honor in four

weeks. It’ll do you good to get away.”

Perhaps Rachel was right. She’d been putting in extra hours at the office lately. “But

seven days. I can’t take that much time away. If it was a weekend—”

“Bull,” Rachel said, her blue eyes flashing. “I’ve watched you work yourself into the

ground and it’s starting to worry me. You’ve got to take some time for yourself and sort

your feelings out.”

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