{"id":255486,"date":"2026-07-13T04:22:47","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T01:22:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/caught-up-with-the-captain-kait-nolan-1\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T04:22:47","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T01:22:47","slug":"caught-up-with-the-captain-kait-nolan-1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/caught-up-with-the-captain-kait-nolan-1\/","title":{"rendered":"Caught Up With The Captain – Kait Nolan (1)"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Temperatures had been in the mid-twenties the past few nights, and it didn\u2019t look like today was going to get much above freezing. Grey hunched his shoulders against the cold as he hustled toward the door of the realty office. Magnolia had messaged that she had the perfect property for him, a listing in the next county over.<\/p>\n

A half-hour drive from Eden\u2019s Ridge was absolutely doable. He hoped the place fit the bill and the budget, because he was itching to get started on more than just the business plan for his new venture, and so were his connections in Washington. But he needed to be further along in the process before he met with them. He tugged open the door and stepped inside. A tall, harried black man turned wide eyes in his direction.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you Captain Greyson?\u201d \u201cYes?\u201d He was so taken aback by the panic in the other man\u2019s face, it came out like a question. The guy shoved a paper into his hands. \u201cGood. You take this. Now she\u2019ll actually leave for the hospital.\u201d Grey automatically took the paper. \u201cI\u2019m sorry. What\u2019s happening?\u201d But the guy was already sprinting down the hall. \u201cMagnolia! He\u2019s here. Let\u2019s go.\u201d A moment later Magnolia emerged from her office, one hand pressed to her back, the other on her protruding belly. \u201cI swear, Calvin, I\u2019m fine.<\/p>\n

There\u2019s plenty of time.\u201d Spotting Grey, she started to smile. \u201cCaptain Greyson. I apologize for the hoopla, but\u2014\u201d Her words cut off as her face twisted in pain. \u201cBreathe, baby.\u201d Calvin began to do that weird hissing breathing they always showed on TV during Lamaze classes. Grey\u2019s head swam a little. \u201cDear God, is she in labor?\u201d \u201cYes, and she refused to leave for the hospital without talking to you first.\u201d<\/p>\n

Now Calvin\u2019s panic made sense. Magnolia blew out a slow breath. \u201cBecause we had an appointment.\u201d Grey immediately stepped back. \u201cWe can certainly reschedule.\u201d \u201cNot necessary. Did Calvin give you the instructions for access?\u201d Glancing at the paper in his hand, he saw directions to some address and the codes for accessing some lockboxes. \u201cYes.\u201d \u201cI\u2019ve already phoned the owner. He moved to Utah several months back and is fine with you touring the place on your own.<\/p>\n

He\u2019s a very motivated seller, so he\u2019s being extra cooperative. Not too many people want a property like his. It\u2019s a little outside the box and a little above your price range, but I\u2019m pretty sure we can get him to accept a lower offer.\u201d \u201cOkay, message delivered. We\u2019re going.\u201d Calvin hustled his wife toward the door. \u201cI\u2019m telling you, we\u2019ve got plenty of time.<\/p>\n

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Do you need more small town sass and spark? Sign up for my newsletter to hear about new releases, book deals, and exclusive content! Want to get social? Join me in Kait’s Cantina! 1kitap1.com\/en A LETTER TO READERS Dear Reader, This book contains swearing and pre-marital sex between the lead couple, as those things are part of the realistic lives of characters of this generation, and of many of my readers. If either of these things are not your cup of tea, please consider that you may not be the right audience for this book.<\/p>\n

There are scores of other books out there that are written with you in mind. In fact, I\u2019ve got a list of some of my favorite authors who write on the sweeter side on my website at https:\/\/ kaitnolan.com\/on-the-sweeter-side\/ If you choose to stick with me, I hope you enjoy! Happy reading! Kait 1kitap1.com\/en S 1 houlders hunched against the damp winter wind, Mitchell Greyson stepped inside Elvira\u2019s Tavern. As the heavy wood door swung shut behind him, cutting off the cold, he waited for his eyes to adjust.<\/p>\n

Though he hadn\u2019t set foot in here for more than three decades, he still recognized shades of the place it used to be in the wooden booths built along the perimeter walls and the dark beams crossing the ceiling. But the floors had clearly been sanded down and refinished at some point.<\/p>\n

They glowed with the warmth of well-restored wood. The walls and ceiling had been repainted sometime after public smoking had been outlawed, covering up years of stains with a bright, warm cream. Somebody with a hell of a lot of talent had refaced the long bar with carved panels, and the shelves holding the selections of liquor were a subtle testament to someone who knew how to craft things out of wood for both function and beauty.<\/p>\n

Strands of garland and twinkle lights along the shelves and around some of the supporting columns were the only real nod to the holiday season. The whole place was warm and inviting, more elevated and subtly sophisticated than the merely functional bar and grill it had been during Grey\u2019s youth.<\/p>\n

Given tourism had finally made its way to Eden\u2019s Ridge, he figured that was a positive. The man he\u2019d come to meet was already seated in a corner booth, his back to the wall where he could observe the whole place.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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