Cinderella's Big Sky Groom. Christine Rimmer
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Название: Cinderella's Big Sky Groom
Автор: Christine Rimmer
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
isbn: 9781472052872
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Stories of family and romance beneath the Big Sky!
Jennifer McCallum: Whitehorn’s little darling has started kindergarten—just like every five-year-old. Except Jennifer isn’t just any school-age tot—she’s an heiress with a trust fund that might prove tempting to folks with bad intentions….
Ross Garrison: As a lawyer, he’s got to protect little Jennifer’s interests. But as a man, Ross knows getting close to the girl’s sweet teacher could lead to consequences a confirmed bachelor isn’t ready for!
Lynn Taylor: It isn’t every day a plain Jane like Lynn is swept off her feet by a prince. Now the rumors are flying that prim Miss Lynn is about to compromise her virtue for a certain irresistible lawyer….
Cinderella’s Big Sky Groom
Christine Rimmer
CHRISTINE RIMMER
came to her profession the long way around. Before settling down to write about the magic of romance, she’d been everything from an actress to a salesclerk to a waitress. Now that she’s finally found work that suits her perfectly, she insists she never had a problem keeping a job—she was merely gaining “life experience” for her future as a novelist. Christine is grateful not only for the joy she finds in writing, but for what waits when the day’s work is through: a man she loves, who loves her right back, and the privilege of watching their children grow and change day to day. She lives with her family in Oklahoma. Visit Christine at www.christinerimmer.com.
For Betty Lowe, a dear friend and dedicated reader.
This one’s just for you, Betty.
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter One
Lynn Taylor set down her pencil. “Sara?”
The child, the only one of Lynn’s kindergartners who hadn’t left for the day, lifted her shining blond head from the picture she’d been working on.
“What time is it?” Lynn asked.
Sara turned to look at the clock on the wall above the chalkboard. “Little hand on the twelve. Big hand on the two….” Her expression turned grave as she processed that information. After a moment she ventured cautiously, “Ten minutes after twelve?”
“That’s right.”
A sunny smile burst forth. “That means my mommy’s coming real soon to take you for your birthday surprise.”
“Yes, she is. And I think you’d better—”
“It’s a big surprise, Miss Taylor.”
“I know. Your mother told me. And so did you. Several times.”
“And I can’t tell you anything more.”
“You told me that, too.”
“Because Mommy said you have to wait. That’s what it means, when you get a surprise. You wait and wait.”
“Yes, and I think you’d better—”
“It’s like at Christmas, when you have a big present and it’s under the tree and your mommy won’t let you even tear off just a little bit of the pretty paper to see what’s in there. And every morning you get up and you look at it and you know you can’t open it till Christmas. And that kind of makes you a little bit mad, because you want to know what it is so bad. But you are etcited, too, because you know it’s something real special in there, maybe a great big doll or…everything for a puppy that would grow up to be just like Jenny’s dog, Sugar.”
“Sara—”
“You know, I mean, your mommy couldn’t put a puppy in a box for all that time, so it would just be the puppy bed and some puppy food and bones for him to chew on. And your mommy would be keeping the puppy someplace safe so that, when Christmas morning came, you could—”
“Sara.”
The child caught herself—finally. “Uh. Yes, Miss Taylor?”
Lynn mimed pulling a zipper across her lips.
“Oh. Okay.”
“I think it’s time you put your picture away and got ready to go.”
“Yes, Miss Taylor…but you know what?”
“What?”
“I really hope I get a puppy someday.”
“And maybe you will. But right now—”
“I know.” She giggled. “Zipper my lip.”
“That’s right.”
Holding her drawing in one hand, Sara flipped up her desktop with the other—then peeked around the top at Lynn. “And put my coat on.”
“Yes.” Lynn closed her lesson plan book and stuck it in her top desk drawer as Sara tucked her drawing away, shut her desk and pushed her chair back.
Right then, there were three strong taps on the door that led to the outside hall. Sara chirped out, “I’ll get it! It’s probably Mommy….” She shoved her chair into place under the desk and darted for the door, grasping the steel knob and giving it a hearty push.
The door swung outward on its hydraulic hinge and a chilly gust of October wind blew in, ruffling the loose papers on Lynn’s desk. Lynn saw them start to fly. With a low laugh, she put her hand over the stack. “Come on in and close that—”
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