COWBOY CHRISTMAS REDEMPTION
Author: Maisey Yates
ISBN: 9781335009906
Publication Date: 9/24/2019
Publisher: HQN Books
Book Summary:
Cowboy Caleb Dalton has loved single mom Ellie Bell, and her little daughter, Amelia, for years. But since Ellie is his best friend’s widow, Caleb’s head knows Ellie will always be strictly off-limits. If only his heart got the memo. So when Caleb discovers that Ellie has a Christmas wish list—and hopes for a kiss under the mistletoe—he’s throwing his cowboy hat into the ring. If anyone’s going to be kissing Ellie and sharing this magical time with her and her daughter, it’s him.
Ellie has dreaded the holidays since losing her husband. But this year, she’s finally ready to make some changes. She never expects the biggest change to be the heart-stopping kiss she shares with Caleb. For almost five years, Caleb has been her best friend, her rock, her salvation. This Christmas, can Caleb prove he’s also the missing puzzle piece of Ellie’s and Amelia’s hearts?
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Excerpt:
From
Chapter Two
Caleb Dalton hadn’t had much to smile about
for a long time. It had been a bear of a few years, since his best friend’s
death, and while time might ease a wound, it wouldn’t ever bring Clint back.
But that permanence made space for movement,
around the grief, around the pain. And finally toward a future he’d been
planning for a long time.
Clint had been, honest to God, one of the best
men on earth. The hole he’d left behind had been huge, and Caleb had dedicated
himself to caring for his friend’s widow and child in his absence.
That had been his life, his whole life, for
nearly five years. And it was fair, because it had been Ellie’s life, too.
He cared for Ellie. A hell of a lot. He’d met
her because of Clint, but she’d been in his life now for more than ten years.
His feelings for Ellie were complicated. Had
been from the beginning. But she’d been with Clint. And there was no doubt
Clint was the better man. More than that, Clint was his brother. Maybe not in
blood, but in every way that counted.
Caleb had never claimed to be a perfect
friend. Clint was one of those people who’d drawn everyone right to him. He was
easy to like. Caleb’s own parents had been bowled over by Clint from the time
they were kids.
And Caleb’s jealousy had gotten the better of
him once when they’d been younger. Something that made him burn with shame even
now.
He hadn’t let it happen when they’d been
adults. No matter how tempting it had been. No matter how much he’d…
A muscle in his jaw ticked.
He gave thanks that there was a space in front
of the Gold Valley Saloon, and he whipped his truck there up against the curb,
ignoring the honk that came from behind him.
He turned around and saw Trevor Sanderson in
his Chevy, giving Caleb the death glare.
“Hold your damn horses, Trevor,” he muttered
as he put his truck in Park.
He should have been quicker.
Hell, that was life in a nutshell. Sometimes,
you were just too late. For parking spots, and for women.
He’d tried to get that image out of his head.
More times than he could count over the past decade. Had tried to erase that
first time he’d seen Ellie.
It was at his parents’ barbecue. Late one
summer afternoon.
He’d been talking and laughing with his
brothers, and he’d lifted a beer to his lips and looked out away from the
party. Then he’d frozen.
It was like the world had slowed down, all of
it centering on the beautiful blonde walking toward him. The golden light from
the sun illuminated her hair like a halo, and her smile seemed to light him up
from the inside out.
As she’d gotten closer, he’d taken in every
last detail. The way the left side of her cheek dimpled with that grin; her
eyes, a mix of green and blue and a punch in the gut. Her lips were glossy
pink, and he wondered if it was that stuff that women wore that smelled and
tasted like cherries. He couldn’t decide if he hoped that it was or not.
Twenty years old, more experienced with women
than he probably should be, and ready right then and there to drop down to his
knees and propose marriage to the one walking in his direction.
It took him a full minute to realize that the
beautiful blonde was holding hands with someone.
And that that someone was Caleb’s best friend
on earth.
It was a surreal moment. It had been a sea change
in his soul. When his feelings for Ellie had tipped over from nothing to
everything.
A revelation he hadn’t been looking for, and
one he sure as hell hadn’t enjoyed.
It was like the whole world had turned, then
bucked, like a particularly nasty-ass bull, and left him sprawled out on the
ground.
It had been the beginning of a thorny, painful
set of years. As he’d gotten to know Ellie, as his feelings for her had become
knit deep into his heart, into his soul. She’d become more than his friend’s
woman, and more than a woman he’d desired. She’d become a friend to him.
In many ways he was thankful for the depth of
the feeling, because it was the reason he’d been able to put aside the lust.
The idea that he’d fallen in love with her at first sight.
When Clint had first started dating her, she’d
been in school, so she hadn’t been around all the time. But during the summers,
and on breaks, she came around with Clint.
Went to the lake with them. Went fishing. Came
to Christmas and Thanksgiving.
The summers at the lake, though, that had been
a particular kind of torture. All of them swimming out in the water, her and
her swimsuit. A tiny bikini that had left little to the imagination.
And he had been so very interested in
imagining all the things that it did conceal.
And he’d felt like the biggest, most perverse
asshole.
Then there had been the time that Clint had
asked him to take her out riding.
Just the two of them.
Because Clint trusted him. Of course he did.
Why wouldn’t he trust his best friend? So he’d done it.
Had taken her out on the trails that wound
behind the Dalton family property, up to the top of a mountain. And he looked
over at the view with her, watched the sunset. And everything in him had wanted
to lean over and kiss her on the mouth. To act on the feelings that were
rioting through his chest.
For just a breath she’d looked back at him,
met his eyes. And he’d thought maybe she’d wanted it, too.
Yeah, it would have exploded his relationship
with Clint, but for a minute it seemed like it might be worth it.
Then she’d looked away. And then he’d come
back to himself.
Clint was his brother. In every way but blood.
And he couldn’t betray his friend like that.
Anyway, Ellie loved Clint.
She didn’t love Caleb.
And no matter how much he might not want to,
he had to respect that.
So he hadn’t kissed her. They had ridden back
down that mountain, and nothing happened between them. But late at night, Caleb
had taken himself in hand and fantasized that it had.
Two days later Clint and Ellie had been
engaged.
Caleb had agreed to be the best man.
She’d married Clint. And while his feelings
for her had remained, they’d shifted. As they’d had to.
He wasn’t perfect. He’d never touched Ellie.
Not like a man touched a woman, though that hadn’t stopped him from going over
the accidental brush of fingertips, of their elbows touching, over and over in
his mind if it had happened on accident.
It hadn’t stopped him from keeping and cherishing
secrets with her, even when he knew he shouldn’t. Hadn’t stopped him from
pushing some boundaries that not even Ellie had realized he’d been pushing at.
Ellie was the one who’d realized, for the
first time, that he was dyslexic. And he’d sworn her to secrecy. And in that
secrecy had come secret reading lessons.
And he’d…well, he’d lost control of his own
feelings again. And once he’d recognized that, he’d cut them off. Cut her off.
But then Clint had died, just a month later.
And everything changed again.
Since then, his relationship with Ellie was
about their coming together to try and fill the gap Clint had left behind. His
helping where she needed it.
Helping with the house, with her grief, with
Amelia.
That was all.
Excerpted from Christmas Cowboy Redemption by Maisey Yates, Copyright © 2019 by Maisey
Yates. Published by HQN Books.
Author Bio:
New York Times Bestselling author Maisey Yates
lives in rural Oregon with her three children and her husband, whose chiseled
jaw and arresting features continue to make her swoon. She feels the epic trek
she takes several times a day from her office to her coffee maker is a true
example of her pioneer spirit.
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