Next, Love

Some people survive wars. Some people survive divorce. The lucky ones survive both and find each other.

Taylor Kessler has survived things most people only read about. A bombing at a university in Yerevan. Rebel soldiers. Five weeks of mountain hiking on almost nothing. She wrote the book about it, literally, and now she is back in Washington DC, doing readings at local bookshops, visiting her dying mother, and trying to figure out what comes next. She is not looking for love. She is barely looking for a decent night of sleep. Then she cracks a crown and ends up in the dental chair of Jameson Bryant, a man with kind blue-green eyes and an inexplicable ability to make her laugh.

Jameson spent thirteen years building a dental practice he is proud of and a marriage he refuses to admit was broken long before his wife walked out. Now, with a corporate dental chain threatening everything he built, a divorce that refuses to finalize cleanly, and a newly quiet house that feels more like a monument to everything he got wrong, he's not exactly anyone's idea of a romantic prospect. But Taylor Kessler walks into his office with her quick wit and her random historical facts and her complete refusal to be impressed by anything ordinary, and suddenly everything he thought he wanted feels very small compared to everything she makes him feel.

Next, Love is a slow-burn contemporary romance about two people who have already lived entire lifetimes of love and loss and are brave enough, or perhaps stubborn enough, to try again. With sharp banter, genuine emotional depth, and a cast of characters who feel like people you actually know, this is a love story for anyone who has ever had to rebuild from the inside out and discovered, entirely against their better judgment, that someone else wanted to help.