Laura L. Walker grew up in a large family in the beautiful
Gila Valley of southern Arizona. From the time Laura was young, she spent hours
drawing characters on paper and fantasizing about their adventures. Life became
more serious, however, when Laura met her own hero and they eventually became
the parents of six children. In between spurts of grocery shopping, sewing
costumes or quilts, transporting kids to practices, and making dinner, Laura
still enjoys putting her imagination to good use. She is the author of four
contemporary romances.
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1890 Nebraska
For schoolmarm Amanda Cordell, Christmas Eve means getting
through the special program she and her pupils have put together for the
townsfolk in Langdon. And even though she has vowed to not set eyes on handsome
Calvin Hunsaker, it becomes inevitable when his incorrigible son needs her
help. Everyone knows how bitter Calvin is over his wife's sudden death, and
somehow Amanda senses that he sees her the same way, as the spineless, helpless
socialite she used to be.
Calvin Hunsaker is determined to ignore the feeling of
attraction stirring inside him for the new schoolmarm, even if she is the most
beautiful woman he's ever seen. But she's here to pick up the pieces after her
brother and sister-in-law's untimely deaths and raise their two youngsters, not
bedazzle him with the same charms his first wife possessed. Better to bundle up
and head out of this one-room schoolhouse the second the program's ends.
But a winter storm and two mischievous boys have other
plans, and Amanda and Calvin's plans to avoid each other go awry when Calvin is
stranded at Amanda's house over the Christmas holiday. Will there be joy and
thanksgiving in their future or will the winter blues descend on them once
again?"
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The two boys
scampered up the ladder to the loft, leaving the girls to play quietly with
their dolls by the fire.
Puzzled,
Rachel breathed out, “Well! I suppose we scared them off. At least we still
have the girls as chaperones.”
She
expected Calvin to laugh or at least smile. Instead, he slowly approached her
and took her hands in his. “Do we need chaperones, Rachel?”
Her
mouth went dry. She didn’t know what to say. Yet she couldn’t tear her eyes
away from his mesmerizing cobalt blue gaze.
He
lifted a hand to cup her cheek and added almost as a whisper, “I don’t know
about you, but for me, the answer is yes.”
A
thousand sensations vibrated through her in that moment: the thrill of his
words, the wonder of his touch, the softening light turning gray, the hum of
the girls’ play, and the crackle of the warm fire. Even the whooshing sound of
the snow that she thought they would all be used to hearing by now. She heard
and felt every detail as if it were being magnified by an unseen force.
She
whispered back, “I think it might be yes for me, too.”
And
with a shuddering breath, his lips landed on hers.
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