Second Chance Spark

Some sparks are worth the burn. Even when you know better.

I didn’t expect the emergency call to take me to Doc Holliday’s. Didn’t expect her, either.

Gillian Holliday—sharp-tongued, impossible to ignore, and the woman I haven’t stopped thinking about since the day she left Huckleberry Creek.

Now she’s back. Temporarily, she says. Just here to help her family.

But this town is small. Too small to avoid the past. And when her world starts colliding with mine all over again—at the station, at the bar, across every damn corner of this town—I’m reminded exactly how good we were together.

And how bad it hurt when it all went sideways.

We’re older now. Wiser, maybe. But the spark? Yeah, that part’s still dangerous.