After Care

When a sexy silver fox meets a breast cancer survivor on vacation, love might be just what the doctor ordered. Cancer-free. Were there any sweeter words? Grateful for this second chance, I was ready to live, and the first celebratory step was a trip to Hawaii with my grown children. Two weeks to reconnect, reboot, and refresh. I hadn’t planned on the awakening adventure of meeting him—Tommy Carrigan. Not Tom. Not Thomas. But Tommy, even in his mid-forties. His salt and pepper hair gave his age away, with the slightly longer locks curling at his neck in shimmery silver and black satin. My mouth dried when he looked in my direction. My cheeks heated. He wasn’t a young man, but all-male. His tight T-shirt showed off the sexiness of an older man—barrel chest, firm abs, confidence—leaving not much to the imagination. But my imagination ran rampant, as did my heart. Falling in love with a former rock star might not have been on the doctor’s prescription pad, but this late in life, I wasn’t passing up the unexpected. Only, what happens after the vacation ends?