The Cowboy’s Christmas Plan
Title: The Cowboy’s Christmas Plan
Author: Shanna Hatfield
Genre: Romance – Western / Contemporary / Sweet / Holiday
Hosted by: Lady Amber’s PR
Sometimes the most unexpected circumstances lead to the best adventures…
Cadence Greer’s plans for a happy-ever-after are quickly derailed when her fiancé runs off with his secretary a week before their wedding. Homeless, jobless, and jilted, she escapes to Grass Valley, Oregon, where she takes a job as a housekeeper and cook to seven cowboys on a sprawling ranch.
Trey Thompson is a well-respected pillar of the community, running a successful ranch with his brother. All he wanted was someone to cook meals and keep the house clean. When he hires Cadence Greer for the job, he gets more than he ever planned on, including a sassy little redheaded orphan.
Spend Christmas in Grass Valley at the Triple T Ranch, where mistletoe hangs in abundance and holiday magic floats in the air.
USA Today Bestselling Author Shanna Hatfield writes character-driven romances with relatable heroes and heroines. Her historical westerns have been described as “reminiscent of the era captured by Bonanza and The Virginian” while her contemporary works have been called “laugh-out-loud funny, and a little heart-pumping sexy without being explicit in any way.”
Convinced everyone deserves a happy ending, this hopeless romantic is out to make it happen one story at a time. When she isn’t writing or indulging in chocolate (dark and decadent, please), Shanna hangs out with her husband, lovingly known as Captain Cavedweller.
Shanna is a member of Western Writers of America, Women Writing the West, Romance Writers of America, Sweet Romance Reads, Cowboy Kisses, and Pioneer Hearts.
“Come on, boss man. Aren’t you even going to try to catch a snowflake on your tongue?” Cadence teased, her face glowing in the moonlight.
“Some of us are too grown-up for such silliness,” he said, striving to come off as reserved and uninterested. It was difficult to accomplish when he couldn’t wipe the idiotic grin off his face.
“Right.” Cadence stuck out her tongue again. “Since I’m the one who is usually the grown-up around here, that means you have to do it.”
Trey glanced up at the sky.
“Maybe I don’t like the taste of snow.”
“Are you serious?” Cadence stared at him in disbelief. “You don’t like the taste of snow? Circle this day in red on the calendar. I’ve now officially heard everything.”
Trey laughed and stuck out his tongue at her, catching a snowflake in the process.
“That was very mature, mister boss man.”
“Just following your fine example, Cady.”
“What did you call me?” Cadence asked, warmed as much by Trey’s hug as the name he’d called her. No one had ever called her Cady before. Coming from Trey, the name made her heart beat at an accelerated tempo and her palms feel sweaty.
“Cady.” Clearly flustered, he stared at the toes of his boots. He hadn’t planned to let the nickname he’d been calling her in his head make its way out his lips, but there it was, hanging out in the open. Finally, he brought his gaze up to meet hers. “I’m tired of calling you Miss Greer and Cadence is just too formal. Would you mind if I call you Cady?”
“I wouldn’t mind.” Cadence’s voice was barely above a whisper. She loved the sound of the name on his lips. “I wouldn’t mind if you want to hug me again, either. My feet feel frozen.”
Trey chuckled and his eyes twinkled. Unsnapping his coat, he pulled her to his chest then wrapped his coat around her, sharing his warmth. He was unprepared for the overwhelming urge to kiss her, to hold her this close forever.
Heat wasn’t the only thing he shared with Cadence. Trey could feel something else, something unsettling, unfamiliar, and unmistakably powerful snapping between the two of them.
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