Synopsis
A Western Romance Novella (Book 4,
Burnett Brides Series)Eugenia Burnett has gotten
what she wants. Her three sons are married and she has three grandchildren,
with the fourth on the way. But she hasn’t given up her matchmaking ways. Now
she’s moved on to the people she knows and she’s matching widows and widowers
together. Until one widower, Wyatt Jones let’s her know in front of a crowded
restaurant that he’s not interested in any of the women she keeps sending him
except her. Sworn never to remarry, she doesn’t need a husband or want one.
She’s a free spirit doing what she pleases and no one is going to boss her
around. But Wyatt wants Eugenia and she says no.
In this western historical romance novella, come back to the old west and spend Christmas with the Burnett family. See Eugenia meet her match in cowboy Wyatt Jones.
In this western historical romance novella, come back to the old west and spend Christmas with the Burnett family. See Eugenia meet her match in cowboy Wyatt Jones.
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Excerpt
The Christmas Bride
By Sylvia McDaniel
The door to the café opened, the cold wind
slamming it against the wall. The restaurant grew quiet with the sudden
entrance, and Eugenia turned to see who was making such a racket.
Wyatt Jones stood in the doorway, his
muscular frame filling the opening. His cowboy hat sat at an angle on top of
his head, and his large brown eyes scanned the room.
In his hand, he carried a duffle bag.
Eugenia tried to ignore the big man as he
strolled through the doorway and removed his Stetson.
Their gazes locked across the room, and he
smiled, his full lips turning up in a grin that made her body soften and her
heart give an extra little ca-thunk.
He spoke to the waitress, but his gaze never wavered from Eugenia.
Uh-oh. A tingle of nerves zinged through
her bones. This couldn’t be good.
His boots made a rhythmic thump, thump,
thump on the wooden floor as he walked with a determined stride straight toward
her, his bag in hand, his spurs jingling. Nervously, she licked her lips.
Myrtle’s back faced the door, and she
continued to blather about something. But Eugenia couldn’t seem to focus on the
words. All she could see was this handsome cowboy walking her way. She couldn’t
stop staring at him. She knew he was coming for her.
She’d already sent several women his way,
and she didn’t think he was here to thank her for curing his loneliness.
Wyatt stopped at their table, touching the
rim of his hat as he glanced at Myrtle. “Morning Mrs. Sanders. Nice to see
you.”
He pivoted to Eugenia, his brown eyes dancing
with merriment. Staring into those earthy eyes, a warm flush settled over her
like a blanket. He opened the bag, withdrew a casserole dish, and laid it on
the table. He took a second dish out and placed it alongside the first one, and
then another, and another.
Oh dear.
When he finished, six clean, empty
casserole dishes sat in front of her.
His mouth turned up in that slow, lazy grin
that burned a sizzle along her spine. Why did this man make her feel like she’d
raced her grandchildren around the yard and couldn’t catch her breath? Why did
this man make her more nervous than a virgin on her wedding day? Why did this
man have her wondering how his lips would feel against her own?
“Eugenia,” he said in that deep drawl that
sent shivers skittering over her. “You’ve been mighty busy, sending women out
to my house. You’ve kept me and my men well fed the last couple of weeks.”
“Glad I could help,” she said, her voice
sounding breathy and soft.
He leaned in close and put his hands on
either side of her, effectively pinning her in the chair. She felt the urge to
jump up and run, but resisted. She sat there, stared him in the eye and refused
to back down. No longer would she back down to any man. Never again.
“While I appreciate the effort, I’m not
taking the bait. There’s only one woman in this town that I’m interested in
pursuing to become my wife.” The deep timbre of his voice was low and
commanding.
“And pray tell, who would that be?” she
asked, knowing she would have him hitched as soon as possible.
“You, Eugenia Burnett. You.”
Author
Bio
Sylvia McDaniel is a best-selling,
award-winning author of historical romance and contemporary romance
novels. Known for her sweet,
funny, family-oriented romances,
Sylvia is the author of The Burnett Brides a western historical western
series, The Cuvier Widows, a Louisiana historical series, and several short
contemporary romances.
Former President of the Dallas Area Romance
Authors, a member of the Romance Writers of America®, and a member of Novelists
Inc, her novel, A Hero’s Heart was a 1996 Golden Heart Finalist. Several other
books have placed or won in the San Antonio Romance Authors Contest, LERA
Contest, and she was a Golden Network Finalist.
Married for nearly twenty years to her best
friend, they have two dachshunds that are beyond spoiled and a good-looking,
grown son who thinks there’s no place like home. She loves gardening, shopping,
knitting and football (Cowboys and Bronco’s fan), but not necessarily in that
order.
Currently she’s written sixteen novels and
is hard at work on number seventeen. Look for her the first Tuesday of every
month at the Plotting Princesses blogspot http://plottingprincesses.blogspot.com/.
Be sure to sign up for her newsletter to
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into a drawing for a free book.
You can write to Sylvia at P.O. Box 2542,
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