The Firefighter's Christmas Reunion
Can a chance reunion spark a Christmas proposal?Home for the holidays with her adopted son, Hannah Gregson runs straight into her former flame—fire chief Isaac Jones. Though they are determined to keep their distance, the local matchmakers throw them together. Could Isaac go from hero to family man by Christmas?
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Can a chance reunion spark a Yuletide proposal?
Anything can happen in Sugar Falls!
Home for the holidays with her adopted son from Ghana, Hannah Gregson runs straight into her former flameâfire chief Isaac Jones. Though the pair are determined to keep their distance, the local matchmakers throw them together at every holiday event, and Hannahâs son worships the brave ex-soldier. If Isaac isnât careful, he just may go from hero to family man by Christmas!
CHRISTY JEFFRIES graduated from the University of California, Irvine, with a degree in criminology, and received her juris doctor from California Western School of Law. But drafting court documents and work-ing in law enforcement was merely an apprenticeship for her current career in the dynamic field of mummyhood and romance writing. She lives in Southern California with her patient husband, two energetic sons and one sassy grandmother. Follow her online at christyjeffries.com.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07849-8
THE FIREFIGHTERâS CHRISTMAS REUNION
© 2018 Christy Jeffries
Published in Great Britain 2018
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To Francie Freetly Huttnerâ
my favorite mother-in-law, an adoring grammie and the life of every party. Becoming your daughter has been a wonderful blessing and I hope that I always make you proud. Also, thank you for not deleting my voice mail when I called your house sixteen years ago looking for your sonâ¦
Contents
Chief Isaac Jones commanded the stainless steel griddle in the kitchen of the Grange Hall the same way he did the Sugar Falls Fire Stationâwith a steady hand and a slight wonder that heâd ended up in this position in the first place.
Flipping a row of pancakes, he caught the flash of a blue shirt and gold neckerchief out of the corner of his eye. âHey, partner,â Isaac said to one of the young Cub Scouts balancing three loaded paper plates between two small hands. âCan you find Mister Jonesy out there and tell him weâre gonna need more batter?â
âWeâre almost out of syrup, too,â the chief of police, who also happened to be the pack leader for Troop 1307, said from the pass-through window separating the kitchen from the rows of tables and chairs set up in the main room. âIâll run to Duncanâs Market and grab everything they have on their shelves.â
âI knew I shouldâve ordered all the supplies before I left,â Isaac mumbled to no one in particular. It might be the last Saturday of October, but Sugar Falls was experiencing an unprecedented heat wave, and the unusually high temperatures meant nobody wanted to linger in the overheated kitchen this morning. When heâd originally volunteered the fire department to cosponsor the Scoutsâ pancake breakfast fund-raiser, he hadnât anticipated that the National Guard would move his unitâs annual two-week training up an entire month. Which meant that he hadnât been in Sugar Falls ordering supplies for today.
