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Melting Hearts
Melting Hearts
Melting Hearts
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Melting Hearts

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Chilly winters + a sexy new neighbor = one hot romance!

When April Garza bought a fixer-upper, she thought she knew what she was getting into. She didn't. Especially once winter hit. Sure, she knew that Pittsburgh's frigid winter weather would be a far cry from the sunny skies of her Texas hometown, but her next door neighbor literally whistles a jaunty tune while shoveling. Seriously, who does that? It's maddening. Frustrating. And it certainly doesn't help that the whistler is also an attractive single male.

When Jan Steiner moved into his grandparents' house to give them a helping hand, he had no inkling that their new neighbor was going to knock his socks off.  She's smart, funny, and kind. So when Jan sees her struggling during her first Pennsylvania winter, he does what any good Midwesterner would do—offers to help.  But the real question is: will April accept it?

Will April find a way to fall in love with her new home… and also Jan? Or will her pride leave her shivering in the cold?


This is a 12,000 word novella featuring a heterosexual neighbors-to-lovers romance with no cheating and a guaranteed happy ending.

Release dateNov 16, 2021
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    Melting Hearts - Annika Steele


    Annika Steele

    Copyright © 2019 Amber Kallstrom

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    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

    Melting Hearts

    April jammed the shovel into the pile of drippy ice at her back door. Why, she muttered, "did I think this was a good idea? I hate snow. And ice. And what’s the deal with wet snow? Snow is supposed to be fluffy and fun and disappear about five minutes after the sun comes out." 

    Shoveling snow definitely wasn’t at the top of her things-she-liked-to-do list, especially when she had to clear enough of the cold stuff to keep it from falling through the back door and onto the old wooden floor that was in desperate need of refinishing. (After, of course, she peeled off the green and gold wallpaper gracing all four walls of her kitchen. Ugh.)

    Moving from Austin to Pittsburgh had seemed like a great idea when she’d visited on Memorial Day weekend two years ago. The job offer had been fantastic, housing was reasonable, and Pittsburgh had been stunning then—green with flowers and real, honest spring weather (the kind that only happened in Texas for about five days before everything turned into a hot, sticky mess). In Austin, she could barely manage a tiny downtown apartment, even with the decent salary and benefits she’d had at Breckenridge Hospital. 

    Here, the Swissvale house she’d found was affordable and had good bones, never mind the work it needed to make it pretty again. Frick Park was only a few blocks away. April liked walking through it on sunny days. She also loved her job at West Penn. She’d made fast friends with three of her coworkers, and the four of them had a standing Thursday night date at either the movies or the bar, depending on their mood. 

    But snow. Seriously. This was her second winter, and she wasn’t any more a fan of this one than she was the first one. 

    Who would have thought she would miss ninety-and-humid when it meant year-round patio weather and margaritas? Well, the margaritas weren’t a problem since she owned a blender, and any version of humidity Pittsburgh could come up with didn’t faze April one itty bit. She’d definitely missed sunny spring days when she’d spent her last birthday scraping snow off the flight of steps leading from her street to her front door so her friends could get inside for the fajita bash she threw that weekend. 

    April grumbled under her breath as she shoveled a path down all those same steps, then started in on the driveway to the garage. 

    Her neighbor, Nina Larsen, waved from her own patio where she was sweeping off a little pile of snow, though with less vigor than April’s driveway required. Nina and her husband, Steiner, lived in the same house Nina’s parents had built in 1925. Her parents had emigrated from Norway, started a bakery in Wilkinsburg, and built a house in Swissvale. Steiner and Nina had moved in with her mother after her dad passed over forty years ago, had two children of their

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