Pamela Britton - A Cowboy's Christmas Wedding

CHRISTMAS MIRACLES DO HAPPEN!

Cabe Jensen hates Christmas. After losing his beloved wife, the holidays are nothing but a painful reminder of all that was good in his world. When his best friend asks to get married at his ranch, Cabe has no idea that it’s to be a Christmas wedding! The worst part is he has to work with Saedra Robbins—a friend of the groom—on the plans. And Saedra can’t seem to stop herself from poking her nose everywhere, making him feel things he’d rather forget.

Trouble is, he’s not sure what Saedra’s after. She makes herself at home around the place, and his daughter likes her. All Cabe knows is he can’t stop thinking about kissing her….

“Your wife died around this time of year, didn’t she?”

Cabe felt as though he’d been sucker punched. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

He stared straight ahead still, but he spotted movement, and nearly gasped when he felt her hand on his thigh a moment later.

“Cabe, I’m so, so sorry. I didn’t mean… I wasn’t trying to…”

What? Be nosy? No. She wasn’t trying to be that. He knew that, but he still wanted to lash out at her, had to take deep breaths to keep from saying something he knew he might regret later.

“If it helps, I know what you’re going through.”

Oh, yeah? Had she lost a wife? Had she lost the mother of her only child? Her best friend?

“Dustin died just before the NFR and so, for me, Thanksgiving is hell.”

She released his thigh. He closed his eyes against the pain, but it wasn’t just emotional pain. Something else had filled him, something that had to do with the way her hand felt against his thigh….

Dear Reader,

My name is Bippity Boppin’ Along, and I’m a horse. You might recognize the name. I’m something of a celebrity amongst equines. I even have a bimonthly column in the American Quarter Horse Journal.

Anyway, my mom, Pamela Britton, wanted me to tell you about her new book. She thinks A Cowboy’s Christmas Wedding is one of her best books ever, but she thought if she told you that, it might sound kind of self-important, so she asked me to tell you. I know she doesn’t always say this, too, because I’ve heard her tell people at horse shows that she doesn’t love every book she writes, but she’s crazy about this one. It made her cry, she said, but honestly, that’s not uncommon. She cried during a Super Bowl commercial, although at least it was the one with the baby horse in it.

So if you’re on the fence about reading this book, she wanted me to tell you to give it a try. Nothing warms a heart better than a story about lost love, my mom says, especially when that love is found again, and then all wrapped up in a Christmas bow.

By the way, my mom loves horses, and she loves telling horse stories. I think it’s neat when she puts some of my real-life stable mates in her books. Although now that I think about it, I’m not in this one. Hmm. Maybe I shouldn’t be doing her any favors. Then again, she does feed me treats every day, and since this is a horse story, I guess I hope you enjoy it, too.

Bippy

P.S. If you want to drop my mom a line, you can find her on Facebook: www.facebook.com/pamelabritton

A Cowboy’s

Christmas

Wedding

Pamela Britton

www.millsandboon.co.uk

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

With over a million books in print, Pamela Britton likes to call herself the best-known author nobody’s ever heard of. Of course, that changed thanks to a certain licensing agreement with that little racing organization known as NASCAR.

But before the glitz and glamour of NASCAR, Pamela wrote books that were frequently voted the best of the best by the Detroit Free Press, Barnes & Noble (two years in a row) and RT Book Reviews. She’s won numerous awards, including a National Readers’ Choice Award and a nomination for the Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart® Award.

When not writing books, Pamela is a reporter for a local newspaper. She’s also a columnist for the American Quarter Horse Journal.

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This one’s for one of the best barrel racers around. A person whose smile always lifts my spirits and who’s so great at listening and offering words of encouragement I swear you’re an angel on earth. You may have a bladder the size of an elephant, but your heart is even bigger and I want you to know that I appreciate you, Kelli Nichol.

Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Excerpt

Chapter One

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Saedra Robbins.”

Saedra’s whole body jerked at the sound of that voice, the piece of luggage she’d been in the middle of pulling out of her rental car momentarily forgotten.

She closed her eyes, blotting out the California mountains and pine-studded meadows that surrounded her.

Cabe Jensen. The fly in her soup. The splinter beneath her nail. The rock in her shoe. Too bad he would be her host for the next two weeks.

Taking a deep breath, she turned to face the man. “Cabe,” she said with as pleasant a smile as she could muster.

He stood on the porch of his two-story Victorian home painted the color of an autumn forest—buttercup-yellow—his hands resting on the white railing. From nowhere came the thought that he looked like the quintessential master of the manor standing there, his tall, broad-shouldered frame the epitome of masculinity. Dark hair. Blue eyes. Even sideburns. For a moment she wondered if he expected her to curtsy before him as if he were some kind of feudal lord.

His gaze swept her up and down. “I see you made it in one piece.”

He looked for flaws, no doubt, although he would find none in the tasteful jeans and long-sleeved brown cotton shirt she wore.

“I sure did.”

“Pleasant drive?”

“Pleasant enough.”

She’d come to California straight from Nevada where her best friend, Trent Anderson, had won the team roping average at the National Finals Rodeo with his longtime roping partner, Mac. That left her exactly two weeks to plan Trent’s wedding, something that seemed like an impossible task, especially without his bride, Alana McClintock, around. The two of them had flown home to meet Trent’s mother. That meant she was on her own with nobody but Alana’s best friend, Cabe, and Cabe’s daughter, Rana, to help her out. To top it off, she’d never planned a wedding before in her life, but it couldn’t be that hard, right? And she had the food thing dialed-in thanks to the catering business she used to own. All she had to do was make arrangements for a wedding hall. Flowers shouldn’t be too hard. Party favors. Centerpieces. Decorations. She could handle all that, and the cake....

“You need some help?” Cabe stared pointedly at her car.