Hearts & Scribbles

On the 6th Day of Christmas…

Welcome to the 6th day of my newsletter subscriber Christmas party. It’s my chance to say thank you to so many fabulous readers/friends. I had a lot of fun putting together the party. I hope you enjoy it too. :-) The gifts includes books, Amazon Gift Cards, a Kindle Fire and more…

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And on the 6th Day of Christmas, the winner is…Amanda Ward.

For Amanda’s Christmas gift, she got to pick one of my books.


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Maybe this Christmas…?  

It has been seven long years since Kara Jameson last saw Jason Greene. Returning home as a wounded war hero, Jason looks a shell of the man she once knew. Yet her heart still skips a beat as if it was yesterday…. 

Stepping back into civilian life, Jason looks to Kara for help. But there's too much water under the bridge—not to mention too much lingering attraction. 

But it seems that the mountain weather has other ideas, and when Kara and Jason end up snowbound together they are forced to confront the ghosts of Christmas past.



NOTE: This scene was a lot of fun to write. It takes place just after Kara and Jason have taken refuge from a Nor’easter in a mountain cabin. And Jason is fighting his mounting attraction to Kara because he knows that they have no chance at bridging the gap between them.

“Kara?” Jason cleared the hoarseness from his voice. “Where are you?”


“Over here.”


He scanned the couch and the two easy chairs, but saw no sign of her. “Quit playing games.”


“I’m down here.” His gaze fell to the floor, and in the corner, behind the easy chair, he spotted the most enticing derriere sticking up in the air.


“Come on, sweetie,” she coaxed. “A little closer.”


His heart rate shot into the triple digits and showed no signs of slowing down. He reached for the back of the couch to anchor himself. His ears must be playing tricks on him. She despised him…didn’t she?


“Please,” she crooned. “I promise to be gentle.”


“Kara,” he said. “What are you doing?”


“There’s the sweetest kitty under this chair.”


“You’re talking to the cat?”


She raised her head to look at him. Amusement danced in her green eyes. “You thought I was talking to you?”



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