By Kristy McCaffrey
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A second-chance romance …
In high school, she had been quiet and wickedly smart, both a determined tomboy and a girly-girl, a combination that was uniquely Skye. She had always caught his eye but for his own self-preservation, he’d stayed away from her, even when she’d made a play for him.
Skye Mallory has always aspired to leave her family’s ranch, and she takes pride in having achieved her dream of becoming a lawyer. But when an unexpected inheritance draws her home for the Christmas holidays, she’s surprised by a longing to set down roots in the wide-open meadows and woodlands of southwestern Colorado. Only one thing stands in her way—a cowboy who broke her heart nine years ago.
In high school, Joe Carrigan admired Skye for her spirit
and intellect, but he knew she was destined for a life beyond ranching.
Turning down her romantic overture was the best course of action for them
both. But now, he’s returned to their hometown, and it’s inevitable he’ll come
face-to-face with his one regret in life—Skye Mallory. This time, however, he
won’t be so chivalrous.
THE PEPPERMINT TREE is a standalone novella with a HEA set in Durango, Colorado. It features a second-chance romance, the Christmas holidays, ’70’s music, and medium spice.
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Joe Carrigan watched as the red taillights in
the distance slid from left to right and then right even more, finally
stopping. He’d been following the Prius for a while, and the driver had been
conservative, but their luck had just run out. He was in his Bronco—the same
one he’d driven in high school on these very roads—and it could still be
trusted in bad weather. He’d been able to afford better cars over the years,
but he still had a habit of jumping in this one, especially on a night like
this.
He checked his rearview mirror. Thankfully, no
cars behind him. He slowed the Bronco and guided it as far to the right as he
could without getting stuck.
Stepping out of his vehicle, a blast of cold
air hit him as heavy snowflakes engulfed him. He really shouldn’t be out in
this, but he’d agreed to meet Oliver and Celeste and a friend of Celeste’s, a
blind date he’d been badgered into. His life had been too busy of late for a
woman, but it didn’t mean he actually needed or wanted one in his life.
He reached inside the Bronco and grabbed his
heavy canvas coat, quickly pulling it on and zipping it to his neck. The snow
crunched beneath his boots and his breath came out in white puffs as he crossed
the beam of his headlights and approached the Prius. He tapped on the driver’s
window, the shadowy figure of a woman on the other side. She hesitated a moment
then rolled the window down.
“Are you all right, miss?”
As the woman’s face became fully visible, he
did a double-take. “Skylar?”
Her forehead pinched into hard ridges, and her
eyes registered a flash of outrage. “Carrigan?”
As if a freight train had hit him, he uttered, “It’s been a long time.”
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| A little early :-) |
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