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Keeping
Christmas
Rodeo
Romance Series
Book
Seven
Shanna
Hatfield
Genre: Contemporary Romance /
Western / Sweet Romance
Publisher: Shanna Hatfield
Date of Publication: November 7,
2019
ASIN: B07WSRSGQZ
Number of pages: 270
Word Count: 104,000
Cover Artist: Shanna Hatfield
A
promise made is a promise he’ll keep
Even
if it costs him the woman he loves. . .
Book Description:
Professional bareback rider Gage
Taggart can almost taste the world championship title he’s spent all year
pursuing. When an unexpected injury sidelines him, he heads to his best friend
Trevor’s home to recuperate.
Little by little, he finds
himself completely smitten with Trevor’s beautiful sister. But he’s up against
a formidable opponent: brotherly concern. Reluctantly, Gage vows to leave Tally
alone to keep from breaking her heart when he heads back out on the road.
Tally King thrives on her work as
a nurse, until she ends up caring for her injured brother and his best friend
on the family ranch. Between the two stubborn men determined to prove how tough
they and the unpredictable antics of her loony aunt Marvella, Tally feels like
her life is spiraling out of control. Or maybe it’s due to falling head over
heels in love with Gage despite concerns he’ll leave her heart in broken
pieces.
An uplifting, sweet romance full
of humor and hope, Keeping Christmas follows an unlikely couple as they
discover the magic of Christmas and the wonder of true love.
Excerpt:
There was no way
on earth or beyond she was going behind the chutes. The last time she’d done
that had cured her on rodeos and rodeo cowboys for life. She had no intention
of repeating the experience. The very thought of going back there left her
thoroughly disturbed.
She sent a text
to Gage, telling him to meet her near the ticket booth. It was only after she
hit send that she realized she should have mentioned she was the one there, not
Trevor.
Gage would
figure it out soon enough, she supposed.
She leaned
against the corner of the ticket booth, out of the way, and watched the faces
of those coming and going. Through the crowd, she caught a glimpse of a face
that looked familiar as a cowboy jogged her way.
Tally sucked in
a gulp of air, unprepared for how much Gage had changed since she’d last seen
him in person. The boy she’d had a crush on had morphed into a very handsome
man. His dark brown hair was shorter, his shoulders broader, his body a
finely-tuned machine of muscle. She noticed a scar on his right cheek that
hadn’t been there before, yet it only added to his rugged appeal.
But his eyes
were the same magnificent shade of blue, and his lips still appeared incredibly
kissable. When he looked at a little girl wearing a pink tutu over her denim
overalls, his grin kicked up the left side of his mouth just as she remembered.
He didn’t appear
to have gotten taller than his already six-foot height, but he looked stronger
and more capable than he had all those years ago.
Tally noticed
several women eyeing him as he made his way through the crowd. He didn’t even
seem to notice them as he scanned the faces, no doubt searching for her
brother. She stepped away from the ticket booth and headed toward him.
She tried to
catch his eye, but he looked right past her, as though she didn’t exist. Not
that it surprised her. Guys like Gage weren’t interested in girls like her —
girls who would never be mistaken for a model, had brains in their heads, and
held to an unyielding set of morals.
Nope. There was
nothing about her that would be of the slightest interest to a cowboy like
Gage.
Tally waited
until she was standing directly behind him to tap him on the shoulder.
“Gage Taggart,”
she said in a voice she used to subdue unruly patients. He jerked and turned
around to stare at her.
She could see
him struggling to pull her identity from his memories. Insulted he hadn’t yet
figured out who she was, someone jostled into her and she bumped against Gage.
Something electric and completely unexpected arced between the two of them.
Tally wanted no part of whatever it was and moved back.
Eager to get the
torturous errand over with, she held the gear bag out to him. “Trevor sent me
with this.”
“Where’s Trev?”
Gage asked, taking the bag and looking around like her brother might suddenly
materialize. “Who was I texting a minute ago if it wasn’t him?”
“That would be
me. I’m sure you don’t remember, but I’m Trevor’s sister.”
“Tally? You’re
little Tally?” He held his hand down near his waist, indicating the height he
thought she should be.
She nodded and
Gage broke into a wide grin.
“You were always
such a cute kid with those big gray eyes, sturdy little legs, and chubby
cheeks.” He reached out and playfully pinched her cheek. “You haven’t changed a
bit. Aren’t you like, fifteen, maybe sixteen?”
About
the Author:
USA Today bestselling author
Shanna Hatfield is a farm girl who loves to write. Her sweet historical and
contemporary romances are filled with sarcasm, humor, hope, and hunky heroes.
When Shanna isn’t dreaming up unforgettable characters, twisting plots, or
covertly seeking dark, decadent chocolate, she hangs out with her beloved
husband, Captain Cavedweller.
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I love the cover
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