Mistletoe Rodeo. Laura Marie Altom
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Название: Mistletoe Rodeo
Автор: Laura Marie Altom
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Короткие любовные романы
Серия: Mills & Boon American Romance
isbn: 9781474044905
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“What was that for?”
“No one would ever believe me if I told them Nola West was not only frazzled, but frazzled over a man.”
“You realize I know over a hundred ways to kill you, right?”
“Yeah, but you won’t.” George chuckled. “Besides you’ll need me to be your bridesman at the wedding.”
“Bridesman?”
“Who else is better suited to stand up for you when you marry Chase Langtry? You don’t have any close friends nearby and you lean toward the unconventional. Instead of a bridesmaid, you’ll have a bridesman. Me.”
“You’re deranged, you know that? I am not marrying Chase Langtry, or anyone else for that matter.” Nola refused to allow herself even one second of imagining marriage to Chase Langtry. “We don’t exactly run in the same social circles.”
“Brace yourself, darlin’. We are about to enter Camelot.”
Camelot was the nickname George and Nola had given Bridle Dance the first day they’d seen the log home whose size rivaled that of a small castle. The horses lived better than Nola did. The familiar entrance to the ranch was majestic with its bronze rearing-horse sculptures on either side of the wrought iron sign. Only they’d never seen them with gigantic red bows around their necks. Nola was willing to bet that once the sun set, the main road would light up like a fairy-tale forest of sparkling lights.
The drive was unpaved and dusty, and Nola loved how the Langtrys had maintained a rustic atmosphere. With the exception of a few side businesses, like the winery and the sod farm, the majority of the ranch was devoted to horses.
“What on earth is that?” George asked.
“It looks like Santa.” Nola peered through the windshield. “Are those real reindeer?”
“I hope not.” George slowed the van as they passed the Christmas sleigh display. “They sure do look like it though, don’t they?”
“That’s borderline scary.” Nola laughed. “I love Rudolph, though. Good God, look at the house. How many wreaths do you think they have on that thing?”
“Forget the house—there’s your Prince Charming.”
Chase waved from the garland-draped front porch, where boughs of holly framed the front door. As he stepped down the stairs, the sun glinted off his golden hair, and Nola thought it was unusual to see Chase hatless. There was nothing shading his gorgeous Caribbean blue eyes. Normally a man without a hat appeared more vulnerable to her, but the opposite held true with Chase. He looked more raw and rugged, and Nola was aching to run her fingers through his hair.
“Like I said, you’ve got it bad.” George parked the van and smiled at her.
“If you do one thing to humiliate me, I promise you’ll live to regret it.” Nola watched Chase walk toward them and prayed she wouldn’t embarrass herself.
Chase opened Nola’s door before she reached for the handle. As he swung the door wide, a crisp breeze swept across Nola’s face and chest. And that was when her body betrayed her. Victoria’s Secret be damned, her nipples stood at attention right through her shirt.
A slow, easy grin spread across Chase’s face. “You might want to grab a jacket if you have one. It’s a bit chilly today.”
So much for not embarrassing herself.
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