Bring Me A Maverick For Christmas!
LASSOING SANTA!Rust Creek RamblingsWith Christmas right around the corner, grumpy cowboy Bailey Stockton is getting grumpier by the minute, even though he’s wearing a Santa suit. We here at the Gazette think adorable veterinary technician Serena Langley could be the one to rescue Bailey from his holiday funk. Trouble is, they’ve each got more baggage than Kris Kringle lugs on his sleigh. So deck the halls, dear readers, and see if Santa can deliver a happy ending!
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LASSOING SANTA!
Rust Creek Ramblings
With Christmas right around the corner, grumpy cowboy Bailey Stockton is getting grumpier by the minute, even though heâs wearing a Santa suit. We here at the Gazette think adorable veterinary technician Serena Langley could be the one to rescue Bailey from his holiday funk. Trouble is, theyâve each got more baggage than Kris Kringle lugs on his sleigh. So deck the halls, dear readers, and see if Santa can deliver a happy ending!
BRENDA HARLEN is a former attorney who once had the privilege of appearing before the Supreme Court of Canada. The practice of law taught her a lot about the world and reinforced her determination to become a writerâbecause in fiction, she could promise a happy ending! Now she is an award-winning, RITA® Awardânominated national bestselling author of more than thirty titles for Mills & Boon. You can keep up-to-date with Brenda on Facebook and Twitter or through her website, brendaharlen.com.
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BRING ME A MAVERICK FOR CHRISTMAS!
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This book is dedicated to Ryan. I know you stopped
writing letters to Santa a lot of years ago, but as you finish up your first term at university, Iâm making three wishes for you this season:
1. that you eternally believe in the magic of Christmas;
2. that you always know how proud I am of you; and
3. that you forever remember how much I love you. XO
Contents
âNo way in ho-ho-hell,â Bailey Stockton said, his response to his brotherâs request firm and definitive.
âHear me out,â Dan urged.
âNo,â he said again. Heâd been conscripted to help with far too much Christmas stuff already. Such as helping Luke decorate Sunshine Farm for the holidays and sampling a new Christmas cookie recipe that Eva was trying out (okay, that one hadnât been much of a hardshipâthe cookies, like everything she made, were delicious). His youngest brother, Jamie, had even asked him to babysitâyes, babysit!âso that he could take his wife into Kalispell to do some shopping for their triplets and enjoy a holiday show.
In fact, Bailey had been enlisted for so many tasks, heâd begun to suspect that his siblings had collectively made it their personal mission to revive his holiday spirit. Because he couldnât seem to make them understand that his holiday spirit was too far gone to be resurrected. Theyâd have better luck planning the burial and just letting him pretend the holidays didnât exist.
âBut itâs for Janieâs scout troop,â Dan implored.
Janie was Dan and Annieâs daughterâthe child his brother had only found out about when he returned to Rust Creek Falls not quite eighteen months earlier. Since then, his brother had been doing everything he could to make up for lost time. Which Bailey absolutely understood and respected; he just didnât want to be conscripted toward the effort.
