By Jodi Thomas, Linda L. Broday
Within the Texas Panhandle, the winters are lengthy, the storms fierce--and the yule nights are hot. ny occasions bestselling writer Jodi Thomas in addition to Linda Broday, Phyliss Miranda and DeWanna velocity, carry you one tempting vacation pride. . .On the eve earlier than Christmas a snowstorm arrived, reworking a small Texas city right into a evening to recollect. 4 women desperately short of saving, 4 hard-ridin' cowboys who objective to delight. . . whilst a lone farmer strides to an exquisite shop owner's rescue, their private needs simply could come precise. . . A courageous heiress cannot think a rugged angel is driving out of the evening to save lots of her and her fellow educate passengers--until she will get him below the mistletoe. . . A quiet loner desires to support a stranded widow have a vacation to recollect. . . And a feminine saloon proprietor bored with being scorned via first rate people will get a few very naughty aid from a good-looking greenhorn. . ."Readers could not ask for a finer quartet of heroes. . ." --Romantic occasions on supply Me a Texas Ranger"Will hot your middle and produce a grin in your lips." --Love Western Romances on supply me a Cowboy
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I’m just nervous. I’ve never . ” she managed to say. Sam’s strong hands moved down past her waist and fanned out over her hips as his mouth opened against her throat. The warmth of his tongue circled her skin as his hands began to move up over her back, pressing her closer against him. He wasn’t holding his feelings back and letting her remain safe from being involved. Tears trickled down her warm cheeks as she let herself drift with the moment and not worry about the pain that would surely come when she was alone again.
Almost without care, he put it back on the shelf. The stranger turned her direction and glared at her with eyes dead of all expression. Maggie looked away as she closed her journal and prepared to wait on her only customers of the night. His two friends were collecting a few things as they moved to join the rooster man. They laughed and talked with slurred speech, but the man before her seemed far more interested in watching her than in shopping. She saw the door open slightly again and a tall man with a beard entered.
She knelt to the boy’s level. “Hello, Webster, I’m Maggie. Ma . . ma . . ” He didn’t say a word. “It’s time to go back,” Sam said as he walked toward them. ” To Maggie’s surprise, the boy reached for her hand and pulled her along behind his father. “He understood,” she whispered. “He understands more than he can say. He also knows he’d better stay up when I tell him to. I don’t have time to go running around looking for him. ” She smiled. Sam sounded so tough, but she noticed his steps were far slower now than they had been when he’d been carrying the boy.