Tanya Michaels - Mistletoe Baby

The first book in the 4 Seasons in Mistletoe series, 2008

Dear Reader,

In 2007, I created the town of Mistletoe, Georgia, for a Harlequin American Christmas novella and I loved the setting and characters so much that I knew I had to return! (Luckily, my editor agreed.) Many of you wrote to ask if there would be more Mistletoe stories and the answer is a resounding yes: four, as a matter of fact! One for each season.

First up is the winter tale of David and Rachel Waide, a husband and wife who love each other deeply but have lost their way, due in part to the emotional toll of infertility struggles. The last thing they want to do is upset their loved ones at Christmas with news of a separation, especially when Davids brother is about to get married. The entire Waide family is busy with wedding preparations. So David and Rachel agree to put on a happy face until the end of December. Amid the magical holiday season and poignant reminders of what matrimony means, can they rediscover what drew them together in the first place and maybe discover brand new gifts as well?

Watch for the next book, Mistletoe Cinderella, to be out April 2009! You can learn about all four stories at my Web site, www.TanyaMichaels.com.

Happy reading & enjoy your stay,

Tanya

It was the worst basketball game in Waide brother history-even including the one when David, at fourteen, had been showing off for a cute neighborhood girl and ended up with stitches. At least hed sunk the layup before taking the trip to the emergency room, not to mention going on the subsequent movie date and having his first real kiss.

Given David and Tanners combined performance this December afternoon, however, a team from Whiteberry Elementary could probably take them. Davids shots kept going wild. He knew he was throwing with too much force, taking repressed anger out on a ball that had never hurt anyone.

This is getting humiliating, he called as Tanner jogged after the ball for the rebound.

Getting? His younger brother smirked. Then you havent been paying attention for the past hour. The irony is how hard youre trying. Last time I saw a guy push himself like that was Dylan Echols when he was up for a baseball scholarship. But youre not a high school athlete, youre a middle-aged store manager.

Thirty-one is not middle age, David retorted. And its not like youre doing any better. You couldnt hit the broad side of a barn.

Tanner grinned, unfazed. Guess my minds on my beautiful bride-to-be.

David rolled his eyes, but they both knew he was happy for his brother. Ecstatic even. Definitely not jealous.

So we know my excuse, Tanner continued. You want to tell me whats eating you?

No. He and Rachel had agreed not to break the bad news until after the holidays, after the wedding. Maybe by then, it wouldnt even be necessary. Their problems could be nothing more than a temporary aberration brought on by Rachels medication and mood swings. Nothings wrong.

You sure? I could pay you back for all that great advice you used to give me.

Great advice you consistently ignored.

Growing up, thered been an unspoken friction between David-the oldest sibling, high school valedictorian and heir apparent at the family store-and Tanner-the restless rebel who couldnt seem to win their dads approval. With time and distance, the two brothers had matured and their stern father had mellowed. Last winter, when Tanner had moved back to Mistletoe, family peace had been restored. At the same time, Tanner had rekindled his relationship with high school sweetheart Lilah Baum. On December 28, the two would finally marry.

When his brother didnt start dribbling, David straightened. We done?

Not unless your ego cant take it anymore. Tanner checked his watch. I need to clean up before I meet Lilah for dinner, but she and the girls should still be at the fitting.

David looked away; one of those girls included his wife. Amidst all of Tanner and Lilahs nuptial preparations, David couldnt help being reminded of his own wedding. How excited hed been, how in love. Hed known from the moment hed seen Rachel Nietermyer that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. He swallowed hard.

Can I get your opinion on something? Tanner asked.

Only if it has nothing to do with marriage or women in general. Davids own first year of marriage had been blissful. If he could go back now, what advice would he give himself? What could he have done differently? Hed worked to give Rachel everything she needed. Of course, the one thing shed truly wanted hadnt been within his power.

I might not be your best bet for wisdom, David said. Maybe you should talk to Dad or Mom.

Zachariah and Susan Waide were informal experts on relationships; theyd been together nearly forty years. No Waide David knew of had ever been divorced.

Tanner laughed, the carefree sound of a confident man in love. Its not a huge crisis requiring the big guns. I glanced at one of Lilahs magazines, and some bridal checklists mentioned a wedding present. Im stymied. Were getting married three days after Christmas. Is she going to expect something even bigger than her Christmas gifts? If I get her something too extravagant and she gets me a small token, am I going to embarrass her?

Seriously? These are the things you worry about?

Stupid, right? Lowering his gaze, Tanner bounced the ball against the concrete. But this is Lilah. Ive screwed up in the past. She deservesI want everything to be perfect.

Remembering various anniversaries, Christmases and birthdays, David sighed. No, its not stupid. Still, perfect was a tall order.

He kept his skepticism to himself. What did he know? Maybe Lilah and Tanner would find their own version of perfect. Perhaps in marriage, the erstwhile prodigal son would succeed where the overachieving problem-solver was currently failing.

RACHEL WAIDE suspected that the best way to survive emotional trauma-separating from your husband, just as a crazy for-instance-was to depend on the support of friends and family. Which was spectacularly unhelpful in her case, since she and David had sworn not to tell any of their friends and family. Weddings should be festive, celebratory events, and she and David refused to ruin Tanner and Lilahs moment.

Blinking away the omnipresent threat of tears, she gave her reflection a reprimanding scowl. Think happy thoughts. She wasnt going to let herself turn into the self-centered Ebenezer Scrooge of bridesmaids, visited Christmas Eve by three vengeful wedding coordinators.

Rach? Lilahs perky voice came from the other side of the thick mauve curtain. Hows the dress look?

Tight. Rachel dropped her gaze from the circles underscoring her gray eyes to the sparkling beadwork at the gowns neckline. Though shed been in for preliminary measurements, the bodice was too snug. She shouldve known better than to seek solace in the arms of salt-and-vinegar potato chips.

Then again, as a side effect of fertility treatments, Rachel had already gained a cumulative fifteen pounds. Why castigate herself over three more? Shed diet after the New Year like the rest of the free world. For now, shed simply do her best to get through the next three weeks and invest in some bulge-minimizing undergarments for the wedding. Visions of Spandex body shapers danced in her head. On the big day, all eyes would be on the bride anyway.