The Rancher's Christmas Promise
His long-lost daughter…Ryder Wilson’s determined to make a home for the baby his late estranged wife left on a stranger’s doorstep. Local lawyer Greer Templeton is there to help. It’s enough to make Ryder propose a marriage of convenience. But does love factor into his Christmas promise?
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âWe believe the infant girl under our protection is your daughter.â
With that, rancher Ryder Wilsonâs world turns upside down. But heâs determined to make a home for the baby his late estranged wife left on a strangerâs doorstep. Local lawyer Greer Templeton is there to help, after growing attached to little Layla during the search for her daddy. Itâs enough to make Ryder propose a marriage of convenience. But does love factor into his Christmas promise?
Though her name is frequently on bestseller lists, ALLISON LEIGHâs high point as a writer is hearing from readers that they laughed, cried or lost sleep while reading her books. She credits her family with great patience for the time sheâs parked at her computer, and for blessing her with the kind of love she wants her readers to share with the characters living in the pages of her books. Contact her at allisonleigh.com.
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THE RANCHERâS CHRISTMAS PROMISE
© 2018 Allison Lee Johnson
Published in Great Britain 2018
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Contents
âYouâve got to be kidding me.â
Ryder Wilson stared at the people on his porch. Even before they introduced themselves, heâd known the short, skinny woman was a cop thanks to the Braden Police Department badge she was wearing. But the two men with her? Heâd never seen them before.
And after the load of crap theyâd just spewed, heâd like to never see them again.
âWeâre not kidding, Mr. Wilson.â That came from the serious-looking bald guy. The one who looked like he was a walking heart attack, considering the way he kept mopping the sweat off his face even though it was freezing outside. March had roared in like a lion this year, bringing with it a major snowstorm. Ryder hadnât lived there that longâit was only his second winter thereâbut people around town said they hadnât seen anything like it in Braden for more than a decade.
All he knew was that the snow was piled three feet high, making his life these days even more challenging. Making him wonder why heâd ever chosen Wyoming over New Mexico in the first place. Yeah, they got snow in Taos. But not like this.
âWe believe that the infant girl whoâs been under our protection since she was abandoned three months ago is your daughter.â The man tried to look past Ryderâs shoulder. âPerhaps we could discuss this inside?â
Ryder had no desire to invite them in. But one of them was a cop. He hadnât crossed purposes with the law before and he wasnât real anxious to do so now. Didnât mean he had to like it, though.
His aunt hadnât raised him to be slob. Sheâd be horrified if she ever knew strangers were seeing the house in its current state.
