Linda Lael Miller - A Stone Creek Christmas
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She was nervous. Maybe she sensed that Tanner wanted to kiss her senseless and then take her upstairs to his bed.
Because youre a doctor?
I have a name.
A very beautiful name.
Olivia grinned, and some of the tension eased, which might or might not have been a good thing. Get a shovel, she said. Its getting deep in here.
He laughed, pushed away his pie.
I should go now, she said, but she looked and sounded uncertain.
Hallelujah, Tanner thought. She was tempted, at least.
Or you could stay, he suggested casually.
She gnawed at her lower lip. Is it just me, she asked bluntly, or are there sexual vibes bouncing off the walls?
There are definitely vibes, he confirmed.
We havent even kissed.
That would be easy to remedy.
Dear Reader,
I invite you to spend Christmas in one of my favorite communities: Stone Creek, Arizona, with Olivia OBallivan and Tanner Quinn and lots of other characters, too. Some will be familiar to youBrad OBallivan and Meg McKettrick ( The McKettrick Way, Silhouette Special Edition, December 07) and some will be brand-new.
Youll meet Ginger, the talking dog, and Butterpie, the lonely pony, along with Rodney, the stray reindeer. Olivia, a dedicated veterinarian and skilled animal communicator, is always rescuing some four-legged critter. She simply doesnt have time to fall in love with the mysterious Tanner Quinn, a newcomer to Stone Creekbut love follows its own rules, doesnt it?
Especially during Christmas. Its a magical season, full of wonder and sweet secrets.
Enjoy A Stone Creek Christmas, my gift to you.
And may all your Christmases be bright.
With love,
Published by Silhouette Books
Americas Publisher of Contemporary Romance
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McKettricks Choice
The Man from Stone Creek
Deadly Gamble
McKettricks Luck
McKettricks Pride
McKettricks Heart
A Wanted Man
Deadly Deceptions
A McKettrick Christmas
The daughter of a town marshal, Linda Lael Miller grew up in rural Washington. The self-confessed barn goddess was inspired to pursue a career as an author after an elementary school teacher said the stories she was writing might be good enough to be published.
Linda broke into publishing in the early 1980s. She is now a New York Times bestselling author of more than sixty contemporary, romantic suspense and historical novels, including McKettricks Choice, The Man from Stone Creek and Deadly Gamble. When not writing, Linda enjoys riding her horses and playing with her cats and dogs. Through her Linda Lael Miller Scholarships for Women, she provides grants to women who seek to improve their lot in life through education.
For more information about Linda, her scholarships and her novels, visit www.lindalaelmiller.com.
For Sandi Howlett, dog foster mom, with love.
Thank you.
S ometimes, especially in the dark of night, when pure exhaustion sank Olivia OBallivan, DVM, into deep and stuporous sleep, she heard them callingthe finned, the feathered, the four-legged.
Horses, wild or tame, dogs beloved and dogs lost, far from home, cats abandoned alongside country roads because theyd become a problem for someone, or left behind when an elderly owner died.
The neglected, the abused, the unwanted, the lonely.
Invariably, the message was the same: Help me.
Even when Olivia tried to ignore the pleas, telling herself she was only dreaming, she invariably sprang to full wakefulness as though shed been catapulted from the bottom of a canyon. It didnt matter how many eighteen-hour days shed worked, between making stops at farms and ranches all over the county, putting in her time at the veterinary clinic in Stone Creek, overseeing the plans for the new, state-of-the-art shelter her famous big brother, Brad, a country musician, was building with the proceeds from a movie hed starred in.
Tonight it was a reindeer.
Olivia sat blinking in her tousled bed, trying to catch her breath. Shoved both hands through her short dark hair. Her current foster dog, Ginger, woke up, too, stretching, yawning.
A reindeer?
OBallivan, she told herself, flinging off the covers to sit up on the edge of the mattress, youve really gone around the bend this time.
But the silent cry persisted, plaintive and confused.
Olivia only sometimes heard actual words when the animals spoke, though Ginger was articulategenerally, it was more of an unformed concept made up of strong emotion and often images, somehow coalescing into an intuitive imperative. But she could see the reindeer clearly in her minds eye, standing on a frozen roadway, bewildered.
She recognized the adjoining driveway as her own. A long way down, next to the tilted mailbox on the main road. The poor creature wasnt hurtjust lost. Hungry and thirsty, tooand terribly afraid. Easy prey for hungry wolves and coyotes.
There are no reindeer in Arizona, Olivia told Ginger, who looked skeptical as she hauled her arthritic yellow Lab/golden retriever self up off her comfy bed in the corner of Olivias cluttered bedroom. Absolutely, positively, no doubt about it, there are no reindeer in Arizona.
Whatever, Ginger replied with another yawn, already heading for the door as Olivia pulled sweatpants on over her boxer pajama bottoms. She tugged a hoodie, left over from one of her brothers preretirement concert tours, over her head and jammed her feet into the totally unglamorous work boots she wore to wade through pastures and barns.
Olivia lived in a small rental house in the country, though once the shelter was finished, shed be moving into a spacious apartment upstairs, living in town. She drove an old gray Suburban that had belonged to her late grandfather, called Big John by everyone who knew him, and did not aspire to anything fancier. She had not exactly been feathering her nest since shed graduated from veterinary school.
Her twin sisters, Ashley and Melissa, were constantly after her to get her act together, find herself a man, have a family. Both of them were single, with no glimmer of honeymoon cottages and white picket fences on the horizon, so in Olivias opinion, they didnt have a lot of room to talk. It was just that she was a few years older than they were, that was all.
Anyway, it wasnt as if she didnt want those thingsshe didbut between her practice and the Dr. Dolittle routine, as Brad referred to her admittedly weird animal-communication skills, there simply werent enough hours in the day to do it all.
Since the rental house was old, the garage was detached. Olivia and Ginger made their way through a deep, powdery field of snow. The Suburban was no spiffy rigmost of the time it was splattered with muddy slush and worsebut it always ran, in any kind of weather. And it would go practically anywhere.
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