Nothing says Christmas like New York Times bestselling author Lori Wilde and Twilight, TX, and now Lori returns to Twilight for a brand new heartwarming holiday tale. The matchmaking members of the Cookie Club are up to their old tricks again!Christmas in Twilight, Texas, is all merriment and mistletoe. The Cookie Club is whipping up their most festive sweets, the townspeople are scrambling to get their holiday shopping done, and Joe-a hometown guy with a restless heart-is dreaming about the woman he wants to kiss most……And who happens to be staying at his sister’s place over the holidays, while Joe’s sister is away. But Joe isn’t quite sure he wants to be a living Christmas present to runaway law student Gabi Preston.Joe thinks the sassy sweetheart he nicknames “Trouble” won’t inconvenience anything but his healthy sex drive. But when he discovers the reasons Gabi escaped from her life, he aches to give her everything she’s never had. As the magic of the season draws them together, the gift of love is the only one worth giving…
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Resisting the urge to spin around and go back to park his butt in the empty chair beside the tasty woman eating cake, Joe Cheek climbed into his pickup. He barely had time to grab a cup of coffee, much less chat up the stranger who looked like she could use some company.
And he certainly didn’t need the distraction. He had enough trouble focusing on the tasks at hand. Not to mention that a pretty face had led him astray more times than he could count.
He’d just come from delivering the Christmas trees he’d donated to a local orphanage and had to hustle back to the farm to relieve his hand, Lee Loper, so that Lee could attend his son’s school play. The entire week had been insanely busy, with no letup until Christmas. Not that he minded hard work, but Joe was accustomed to playing as hard as he worked and there hadn’t been much room for good times lately.
How he gotten so out of balance?
No need to ask. He could trace it back to Gramps’s car accident.
In August, his spunky eighty- one- year- old grand-father had been T- boned by a teen who’d just gotten his driver’s license. Gramps suffered a broken leg, and Joe had flown home from Florida where he’d been working as a contract welder for a friend of his.
Gramps had been in good spirits and Joe’s large extended family all planned to pitch in to keep the farm running while Gramps was out of commission, but then his grandfather developed a blood clot that caused a mild stroke and landed him in the rehab hospital.
Once it became clear that Gramps would not be able to run the farm on his own after his recovery, the family regrouped. The consensus was that everyone had such busy lives that even taking turns to look after the place and the animals, continuing the Christmas tree farming was untenable. Especially with the busy holiday season approaching.
Joe’s vote to keep farming Christmas trees was the lone dissent.
Call him sentimental, but he loved the farm. And he loved Christmas. No matter where he was, he went all out with decorating, parties, and up-holding family traditions. Some of his most treasured memories centered on helping Gramps with the trees— the smell of pine and soil, the crisp feel of needles, the brisk winter air.
Christmas tree farming was in his blood. Losing it would be losing part of his childhood. He couldn’t imagine not having that constant in his life. Yes, he was a wanderer at heart, never staying in one place for long, but the Christmas tree farm was his anchor. The place he could always return when life got rough, the place that never changed.
When he said as much to his family, they’d stared at him and asked if he was ready to make the commitment required to keep the farm going. Without blinking, he’d said yes.
But now, reality was catching up to him. His thirst for variety was in direct conflict with his love for the farm.
Just get through this year, he told himself. Gramps was doing well. The doctors were optimistic he’d be out of the hospital in time for Christ-mas. The old man was tough, a fighter. No one could say for certain that he wouldn’t be able to run the farm again once he was back on his feet.
Until then, Joe had to keep his mind on his goal.
LORI WILDE is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over 70 works of romantic fiction. She is a two-time RITA award nominee, a four time Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice nominee and has won numerous other awards. She earned a bachelor’s degree in nursing from Texas Christian University and holds a certificate in nursing forensics. An animal lover, Lori is owned by several pets, and lives in Texas with her husband, Bill.
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And he certainly didn’t need the distraction. He had enough trouble focusing on the tasks at hand. Not to mention that a pretty face had led him astray more times than he could count.
He’d just come from delivering the Christmas trees he’d donated to a local orphanage and had to hustle back to the farm to relieve his hand, Lee Loper, so that Lee could attend his son’s school play. The entire week had been insanely busy, with no letup until Christmas. Not that he minded hard work, but Joe was accustomed to playing as hard as he worked and there hadn’t been much room for good times lately.
How he gotten so out of balance?
No need to ask. He could trace it back to Gramps’s car accident.
In August, his spunky eighty- one- year- old grand-father had been T- boned by a teen who’d just gotten his driver’s license. Gramps suffered a broken leg, and Joe had flown home from Florida where he’d been working as a contract welder for a friend of his.
Gramps had been in good spirits and Joe’s large extended family all planned to pitch in to keep the farm running while Gramps was out of commission, but then his grandfather developed a blood clot that caused a mild stroke and landed him in the rehab hospital.
Once it became clear that Gramps would not be able to run the farm on his own after his recovery, the family regrouped. The consensus was that everyone had such busy lives that even taking turns to look after the place and the animals, continuing the Christmas tree farming was untenable. Especially with the busy holiday season approaching.
Joe’s vote to keep farming Christmas trees was the lone dissent.
Call him sentimental, but he loved the farm. And he loved Christmas. No matter where he was, he went all out with decorating, parties, and up-holding family traditions. Some of his most treasured memories centered on helping Gramps with the trees— the smell of pine and soil, the crisp feel of needles, the brisk winter air.
Christmas tree farming was in his blood. Losing it would be losing part of his childhood. He couldn’t imagine not having that constant in his life. Yes, he was a wanderer at heart, never staying in one place for long, but the Christmas tree farm was his anchor. The place he could always return when life got rough, the place that never changed.
When he said as much to his family, they’d stared at him and asked if he was ready to make the commitment required to keep the farm going. Without blinking, he’d said yes.
But now, reality was catching up to him. His thirst for variety was in direct conflict with his love for the farm.
Just get through this year, he told himself. Gramps was doing well. The doctors were optimistic he’d be out of the hospital in time for Christ-mas. The old man was tough, a fighter. No one could say for certain that he wouldn’t be able to run the farm again once he was back on his feet.
Until then, Joe had to keep his mind on his goal.
LORI WILDE is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of over 70 works of romantic fiction. She is a two-time RITA award nominee, a four time Romantic Times Reviewers’ Choice nominee and has won numerous other awards. She earned a bachelor’s degree in nursing from Texas Christian University and holds a certificate in nursing forensics. An animal lover, Lori is owned by several pets, and lives in Texas with her husband, Bill.
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