Second Chance Christmas by Rachel Hanna

Author:Rachel Hanna
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rachel Hanna

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Claire waited in front of the studio, looking both directions for any sign of a truck. She had no idea what color it was, and she was starting to wonder if this was a bad idea. Jake obviously had problems. He was aloof at times and then friendly again. It was almost as if he was fighting a devil on one shoulder and an angel on the other.

Of course, she had her own devils at times. But his seemed to overtake him, like a tug of war he couldn’t win. She wanted to help him; it was just in her nature. She also wanted to start a new, happy life without a lot of drama. And Jake seemed to have some drama.

A large black truck roared up in front of her, seeming to come out of nowhere. Jake hopped out, smiling at the moment, wearing a pair of worn out jeans, cowboy boots and a thick, cable knit gray sweater. In a word, he looked yummy. She could smell his cologne as he approached, wishing that mistletoe was hanging above her.

“Hey,” he said, that Southern drawl making her swoon yet again. He had what her grandmother would have referred to as a “husky” voice, a little bit of gravel seeming to be stuck to his vocal cords.

“Hey. Ready to go?”

“Your chariot awaits,” he said, bowing a bit as he opened the door. She climbed inside, which required stepping up, and sat down. Jake ran around and slid back behind the driver’s seat.

“Nice truck.”

“Thanks. I bought it as soon as I got to town for a steal.”

“So, where are we going exactly?”

“Mister McGregor’s tree farm. It’s just outside of town, but they have the best trees. We always got them there when I was a kid. My Mom would borrow the neighbor’s truck, and we would walk the farm until we were exhausted.”

“Wait. Walk the farm? You mean they don’t just have trees ready for you?”

“They do, but those aren’t the good ones. You have to walk, and bring your own axe, of course.”

“Axe? You brought an axe?”

“And a saw. Do you know a better way to cut down a tree?”

“I thought we were just going to go to one of those Christmas tree places where all the trees were lined up and I just point at the one I want.”

Jake smiled, his dimple seeming deeper today for some reason. Maybe his smile was bigger? “Don’t worry. I’ll let you pick it. You can even point at it, if you’d like.”

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