Cowboy Under the Mistletoe by Linda Goodnight

Author:Linda Goodnight [Goodnight, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781488716751
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Publisher: Steeple Hill
Published: 2013-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Days later, Jake couldn’t stop worrying about the wedding fiasco. He was glad he hadn’t caused a scene but the Buchanons’ attitude rankled him no end. He was a man, no longer a teenage kid they could kick to the curb. Worse, he couldn’t get Allison and their slow dance out of his memory. Her soft skin. Her flippy, flower-scented hair. Her sparkly laugh that hit him right in the center of his chest.

With Allison, he lost his ability to reason. He didn’t know what to do.

The longer he remained in Gabriel’s Crossing, the more of a problem she would become. But he couldn’t leave either. Granny had him in a serious bind, and he would not let her lose the house. No matter what he had to do. Though after speaking to the banker, he had come away more concerned than ever.

Maybe this was God’s way of getting him to pray more. For sure, he’d done plenty of talking to the Lord since the moment he’d come home to Gabriel’s Crossing. Take the issue with Quinn and the Buchanons. If God intended him to suffer for his wrongs, He was succeeding. Granny, the house, Quinn and Allison. All of them kept him way more humble than he’d ever thought necessary.

If he wasn’t with Allison, he missed her. Knowing she was in the same town, only a few blocks away, had him driving by her apartment like some lovesick cowboy even when he knew she was at work.

But he didn’t love her. Couldn’t. She deserved a man who wouldn’t come between her and the family she adored. A man who could live in her town with his head held high, a man she and others respected, a man who wasn’t growing poorer by the minute.

From the living room, he heard his grandmother’s laughter, a good sound. She was getting better and that was worth everything and anything he had to endure.

Florence came over nearly every day to tease and cajole his grandmother onto her feet. She offered to teach Granny Pat to dance and mentioned a gig on Dancing with the Stars. Between Flo and Allison, his grandmother was bound to get better.

“Don’t they hire celebrities for the TV show?” Jake asked as he sauntered into the living room, sipping a glass of orange juice.

Flo waved away his concerns. “I still have contacts in the business.”

“I talked to Ralph about this crazy idea of yours, Flo,” Granny said. “He says you’re full of beans.”

Flo laughed her bawdy laugh and pushed at her mile-high platinum-blond hair. Jake could imagine her dancing with fruit on her head and a train of feathers swishing behind her high heels, those long legs prancing around a stage with other over-the-top women. Granny’s age, Flo’s love of cosmetic surgery put her twenty years younger. He couldn’t imagine Flo being anyone’s granny.

“Maybe I am, but if not Hollywood, we’ll head to Mexico. A cruise in the sun is what you need.”

“I’ve always wanted to go on a cruise.

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