Her Mistletoe Cowboy
“Milly might be asleep in a makeshift bed in the warm kitchen but she still hated leaving the pup alone. She’d do a super-fast shop in Marietta and be back before Milly grew hungry again.
Ivy shivered as a bitter breeze engulfed her. The Montana mountain wind chill factor made a mockery of her jacket’s so-called puffer-fill. She pulled her coat closed at her throat and peered through the swirling snow. She could only hope the road wouldn’t be snowed over or icy. Her city driving skills had alrea...dy been tested yesterday on the drive in.
She pressed the garage remote to open the door. But she had no option but to visit Marietta for food otherwise she and Milly would have to impose on Rhett’s hospitality again. She squared her shoulders. And that wasn’t going to happen. She’d make good on her statement she was here for solitude not socializing.
The sound of a truck pulling up at her front gate was just audible over the groan of the slow-opening garage door. She swung around to see Rhett striding toward her.MoreLess
Ivy shivered as a bitter breeze engulfed her. The Montana mountain wind chill factor made a mockery of her jacket’s so-called puffer-fill. She pulled her coat closed at her throat and peered through the swirling snow. She could only hope the road wouldn’t be snowed over or icy. Her city driving skills had alrea...dy been tested yesterday on the drive in.
She pressed the garage remote to open the door. But she had no option but to visit Marietta for food otherwise she and Milly would have to impose on Rhett’s hospitality again. She squared her shoulders. And that wasn’t going to happen. She’d make good on her statement she was here for solitude not socializing.
The sound of a truck pulling up at her front gate was just audible over the groan of the slow-opening garage door. She swung around to see Rhett striding toward her.MoreLess
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