One Magic Christmas by ANN DEFEE

Author:ANN DEFEE
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2020-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

MATT WATCHED HONEY STUDY HIS paintings. He still loved her; damn, that felt good to admit. No more struggling against the Fates, no more second-guessing—Matt De Luca was a man on a mission. Honey Campbell had better watch out, because he planned to make her a part of his life. Nope, she didn’t have a chance.

She was adorable in his parka with her bright eyes and pink cheeks. He could barely keep his hands off her. Soon, very soon, he’d have her in his bed, and then…

It was time to change the subject. Either that, or he was going to embarrass himself.

He turned to pull some snowshoes from the closet and held them out to her. “How about we snowshoe into the trees and cut down the balsam I selected for the church. That way if they plow the roads, we’ll be ready.”

While Colleen and Patrick were enthusiastic, Honey was unusually silent.

Matt was strapping on M&M’s shoes when he started picking up on Honey’s reluctance. “You do want to come with us, don’t you?”

“I’d like to, but I’m not too sure about the snowshoes. People in Alaska use these things. I wear stilettos. I’m a city girl.”

As Matt fastened M&M’s, he raised his eyebrows. “Are you going to let a three-year-old show you up?”

“I guess not,” she admitted. “But I don’t know how to get them on. You’ll have to help me.”

“My lady, your wish is my command.” Matt sketched a bow worthy of the finest courtier.

When everyone was fully equipped, they trooped out to the field where Matt’s perfect tree was standing in all its snow-covered beauty.

“I’ve been giving this guy special attention ever since I found out it was my turn to provide the tree.”

Honey had never really thought about the time and effort that went into growing Christmas trees. It obviously took an incredible amount of attention and a lot of hard work.

“I have an artificial one, but I usually don’t bother to put it up.”

“Artificial?” Colleen’s expression said it all.

“You need a reeducation. We don’t ever use the A word,” Matt said with mock sternness.

“Yes, sir,” she said with a mock salute.

Honey’s answer gained her a hug and a lingering kiss. Now that was nice!

“Come on, guys,” he called. “We have quite a hike back to the shop.”

Colleen and Patrick were having a snowball fight, and M&M was asleep in Honey’s arms. There was something comforting and warm about holding a tired child.

“I’m almost done,” Matt said as he wrapped the tree in netting. Then he propped it against the side of the store. “If she’s getting too heavy, you can take her back to the house,” he told Honey. “I hope the church folks don’t have to go retro. If they do, they’ll be talking about it for the next ten years. In towns like Snow Hill, stories like that take on lives of their own.”

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