Linda Goodnight - A Cowboy Christmas - Snowbound Christmas / Falling for the Christmas Cowboy

He waited while Kristen locked her car—as if some fool would be out burglarizing cars tonight—then slid her way to his truck, where she slammed into the side. Laughing. The crazy woman was laughing.

Nothing was funny to him right now.

He’d get out and open her door, but the truck would probably slide off on its own. Not a happy thought.

Using the overhead handle, she pulled herself up and into the cab, taking care, he noted, to keep her weight off the formerly broken leg.

“If I wasn’t trying to get home, the icy ground would be fun.”

“You’re not a rancher.” He’d probably have three babies tonight, all of them in danger of freezing to death in this wet, cold weather unless he stayed out in the barn with the mamas. “Buckle up and hold on.”

Once she was settled, he eased off the brake. Traction was limited, but the truck crawled forward.

They didn’t talk. Tension filled the cab. Caleb thought his shoulder muscles might snap in half.

Kristen leaned forward, staring out at the crystallized terrain as if her kryptonite eyes could melt the ice. Caleb focused on holding the truck on the road. No one else had driven this way since Kristen had come in. No tracks, no ruts, and the dirt and gravel had disappeared beneath a thick sheet of ice. Nothing to give him traction.

They’d traveled less than a quarter mile when he started up a small hill. The truck slowed to a crawl. He gently pressed the accelerator. All four wheels spun. The truck slipped to one side. Caleb eased off the gas pedal. And the truck began a slow, silent slide. Backward.

Caleb was helpless to stop it. One tap of the brakes and they’d be in a ditch or worse, upside down.

Holding the wheel, he did his best to stay on the road until gravity stopped them at the bottom of the hill.

Kristen looked at him with worried eyes. “I don’t think we can do this, Caleb.”

Suddenly, it hit Caleb like a brick to the face. The woman he couldn’t get out of his head or his heart, the woman who belonged to a Colorado doctor, was stranded in the ice storm. Maybe for days. With him.

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