A Montana Christmas. Kristine Rolofson
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Название: A Montana Christmas
Автор: Kristine Rolofson
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon Temptation
isbn: 9781474020220
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“I could help you,” Melanie said. “I worked for an interior designer for a couple of years after college, so I love talking about fabric and I’m a pretty good seamstress. Do you have a sewing machine?”
“Yes, but—”
She smiled at Will’s mother. “Good. I may not have made you a grandmother, but I can make you a slipcover.”
JARED STAYED by the door, then reached for his coat. He needed some air, especially after witnessing his mother’s brief euphoria over the thought of having a grandchild. “I’m going back out to get the rest of Melanie’s things.”
“You need help, son?”
“I’m all set.” The last thing he wanted was for Joe to catch pneumonia, though the man was as tough as any forty-year old he’d ever met. Still, there was no sense taking chances. “Just open the door when you see me coming.”
Joe looked out the window at the falling snow. “Boy, we’ve got ourselves a white Christmas now, for sure.”
“Yeah. I wish Will was here, though. If this keeps up he might have trouble getting home tomorrow.” Which was not something Jared wanted to dwell on.
His uncle stepped closer and lowered his voice. “What’s she like, this Melanie girl?”
He shrugged on his coat but didn’t bother to zip it shut. “Nice enough, I guess.”
“You spent hours with her and that’s all you have to say, ‘nice enough’?”
“What do you want me to say?” Every protective urge I never knew I had has rushed through my body and clogged my brain and I want to carry that woman up to my bed and make love to her until she smiles at me again? He wondered what his eighty-two-year-old uncle would say to that. Ready to make his escape, Jared kept one hand on the doorknob.
“I dunno. Maybe reveal a little conversation. You must have learned something about her.”
“Not really.”
“Do you know anything about the baby’s father?”
“You’re asking questions of the wrong man, Uncle Joe. You’ll have to save them for Will.” He turned away, but Joe wasn’t finished talking.
“She’s a pretty little thing.” Joe seemed to be waiting for Jared to agree with him, so he nodded before turning back to open the door.
“Yes. If you like the type.” The snow had covered the truck already, but he could still see their footprints leading to the porch.
“The type? What the hell does that mean? Young folks,” Joe grumbled, waving him away. Jared stepped outside into the storm. He would get Melanie’s suitcases and check on the horses before supper. All he needed was some fresh air and he would forget the ridiculous urge to take Melanie Briggs into his arms.
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