The Ginger Alement
Ainsley Jaymes

Unless you forget the ginger ale on the counter at the drugstore.
Peyton can count on one hand the amount of times she's been knock out, drag out, sick. This is one of those times. Not even the handsome new pharmacist can put a smile on her face. All she wants is to curl up into a ball and sleep until she feels better.
Wyatt has never made a house call. But, as soon as he sets his eyes on her, he knows that there's just something about the girl with the reddened button nose that makes him want to nurse her back to health. Call it fate, call it what you will, but Wyatt wasn't planning on giving up on this one.
If only life was that simple.