Cowboy Christmas Blues by Maisey Yates

Author:Maisey Yates
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin (UK) Ltd
Published: 2017-10-10T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

IT WAS THREE days before Christmas when Annabelle reminded Cooper that it would probably be a good idea to acquire gifts for his family. She had to get some things for her father, and she had convinced him that the two of them should go together.

As much as he didn’t relish the idea of the town seeing them together as a couple, he supposed that the two of them being together in a general sense wasn’t all that strange.

Well, no stranger than Cooper being back in town to begin with.

Carolers dressed in Victorian clothing were walking on the opposite side of the street. A horse and cart, decked with boughs of evergreen and red bows, were parked near the town Christmas tree, waiting to offer rides to people who had come to enjoy the Victorian Christmas festivities the town held every year.

There was a dusting of snow on the ground, the lights twinkling against the frosted brick as the temperatures stayed persistently low in spite of the fact that the sky was clear and the sun was shining. It didn’t matter. It was still frozen.

Annabelle, meanwhile, glowed brighter than anything on the main street of Gold Valley. Her long dark hair was loose, covered by a knit cap, and her cheeks were rosy. She was smiling and greeting people easily as they walked down the street. He admired that easiness. Didn’t envy it, necessarily, but wanted to keep on being close to it.

That was the thing about her. They had spent the last couple of nights together, and it wasn’t a problem for him. Didn’t make him feel itchy. Didn’t make him feel as though he needed to get some distance anytime soon.

No, there was something peaceful about being with her. A feeling he hadn’t known he could possess. One he hadn’t known he wanted.

The other thing that was changing after the past couple of days was the way he saw her. Not as two separate entities. Not as the girl he had known and the woman she was, but as both of those things. Like now, with her practically skipping down the sidewalk, exhilarated to be out in the cold air, happy to be greeting townspeople...

That was when he saw the girl who used to run across the fields. Climb trees. Pick apples. Like she had never once fallen and scraped her knee. The same woman who drove him crazy at night, who put on a show for him with that gorgeous body like she had never been hurt by her jackass ex.

And he liked both parts of her. He liked her quite a lot, and he couldn’t remember the last time he had liked anyone.

Particularly not someone he was sleeping with.

“I guess you can’t get your mom jewelry,” she said.

“I can’t?”

“She makes her own.”

“Yeah. True. But that doesn’t mean that she can’t enjoy someone else’s.” He paused and looked inside one of the shop windows, at a set of topaz earrings on display. “It isn’t

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