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Chapters (59)
  1. Cover
  2. Back Cover Text
  3. Praise
  4. About the Author
  5. Booklist
  6. Dedication
  7. The St. James Affair
  8. Chapter One
  9. Chapter Two
  10. Chapter Three
  11. Chapter Four
  12. Chapter Five
  13. Chapter Six
  14. Chapter Seven
  15. Chapter Eight
  16. Chapter Nine
  17. Chapter Ten
  18. Chapter Eleven
  19. Chapter Twelve
  20. Chapter Thirteen
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. Candlelight Christmas
  24. Part One
  25. No-Process-Pickles
  26. Prologue
  27. Part Two
  28. Massive Spaghetti Feed
  29. Chapter One
  30. Chapter Two
  31. Chapter Three
  32. Part Three
  33. Beer-Cheese-Spread
  34. Chapter Four
  35. Part Four
  36. Eggnog Pancakes with Whiskey Butter
  37. Chapter Five
  38. Chapter Six
  39. Chapter Seven
  40. Chapter Eight
  41. Part Five
  42. Maple Bacon Bread Pudding
  43. Chapter Nine
  44. Chapter Ten
  45. Chapter Eleven
  46. Part Six
  47. Walking Dead Sugar Cookies
  48. Chapter Twelve
  49. Part Seven
  50. Seductive Hot Chocolate
  51. Chapter Thirteen
  52. Chapter Fourteen
  53. Chapter Fifteen
  54. Chapter Sixteen
  55. Chapter Seventeen
  56. Chapter Eighteen
  57. Chapter Nineteen
  58. Epilogue
  59. Excerpt from The Apple Orchard by Susan Wiggs

Her life seemed to be taking an unanticipated turn. She thought she’d come here simply to survive the holidays away from her family. And now here she was with this new thing happening to her. This...romance. Really, there was no other word for it. She was swept into a lovely swirl of emotion, one that freed her heart and filled her with joy, gently unspooling the tension she’d been holding on to from the past. He turned his head and gently kissed her temple. “That was nice,” he whispered.

“Yes,” she said. “But there’s something I don’t understand.”

“What’s that?”

“This is supposed to be awkward,” she said. “We’re new, it’s our first time, so...why isn’t this awkward?”

“Because it’s the real thing. It’s not awkward, because it’s real.”

“How do you know that? We barely know each other.”

“I know stuff.” He laughed softly. “I’m smarter than I look.”

“What stuff?” she asked. “I mean, you’re the first man I’ve wanted to make love to since my marriage. If you’re so smart, you’d realize this is probably rebound sex.”

“As opposed to what?”

“The kind of sex you have when you realize you’re over your failed marriage and you’re ready to move on, and you find someone you click with and you realize you’re not reacting to the past but to right now.”

“I think you just answered your own question.” He trailed his finger along her jawline, then down over her shoulder. “This is not a rebound,” he said.

“What makes you so sure of that?”

“Because I’m not letting you go.”

Her heart surged with excitement. Happiness. She wished the feeling could go on forever.

And this was unfortunate, because she could not see a way for the situation to sort itself out in the long term. Logan was incredible, but there was a red flag as big and bright as the cape of a matador. He claimed he wanted—he needed—a woman who wanted children, not just Charlie but babies, too. She couldn’t promise him that. It just felt too risky, too fraught with pitfalls. She wasn’t ready now and couldn’t be certain she’d ever be.

“There are things you don’t know about me,” she confessed. “Things that would make a big difference in the way you feel. Things that would tell you that this might not be the right move for either of us.”