Her Second Chance Hometown Groom (Bachelor Texas Rebel Romances Book 3) by Amelia C. Adams

Author:Amelia C. Adams [Adams, Amelia C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ArchStone Ink
Published: 2019-09-11T16:00:00+00:00

When Angela reached the Mayhew ranch a few minutes before eleven, she parked her truck off to the side, hoping it would be out of the way of whatever project was going on. Boxes littered the porch, some in stacks and some tossed haphazardly. A piece of ribbon fluttered off the top of one, and she grinned. Christmas ribbon. Now she understood—it was decorating time.

But where was everyone?

She hopped out of the truck and closed the door. A sudden shout caught her attention and she followed the sound to the side of the house, where she had to stop and watch. Austin and his brothers were obviously taking a break from helping with the decorations and had started a game of football—except that looked like Frosty the Snowman’s head rather than a football, and Austin had mud up to his knees as he tried to defend his position.

It looked like the four other Mayhew brothers versus Austin, and they were hunched low, ready to tackle.

“Give it up, Austin,” Chad warned, his hands spread wide. “We need that snowman head.”

“Never!” Austin planted his feet and shifted his weight. “You’ll have to come get it.”

“Don’t think we won’t,” Shawn said.

Austin’s eyes darted back and forth, accessing each brother’s movements. Angela did the same. Chad and Kyle were off to the right, Trevor was to the left, and Shawn was in front. No matter which way Austin went, he was sure to get tackled—unless he retreated, but Angela knew him better than that. He would never retreat.

She pulled her phone from her pocket and turned on the video feature, thinking this would make a great addition to her piece. Her phone wasn’t as nice as the camera Mr. Wiltbank had sent along with her, but that was in her truck, and this would have to do.

“You’ll never get past us,” Chad taunted. “We have the spirit of Christmas on our side.”

“Ha!” Austin scuffed his feet in the mud. “You think this snowman head is the spirit of Christmas? He’s nothing but a decoy! The prize you really want is the wooden Grinch, but I’ve hidden that away, and you’ll never find it!”

“I’m just so glad they aren’t punting the Baby Jesus head from the nativity,” Maggie whispered at Angela’s elbow, coming up beside her. Angela grinned. That really would be awful.

Austin shifted his weight from side to side, obviously trying to figure out his best move. He feinted right, then drove left, almost making it past Trevor, but Shawn tackled him, and they rolled several times before coming to a stop.

“I have the head!” Trevor held it aloft. “Christmas is saved!”

Chad gave a slow clap. “Nice try, Austin, but you’re no match for us.”

Austin pulled himself to his feet, even more slicked with mud than he was before. “I’ll never stop trying. Someday . . . someday I will be victorious.” He turned just then and saw Angela and Maggie standing there. “Oh, hi.”

“Hi,” Angela replied. “I think I’m a few minutes early.”

“Um, maybe.

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