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      She couldn’t help but wonder if including Noah in their lives had happened too fast…

      “I kind of wanted to cut down a tree for you and the girls the way your dad did,” Noah said.

      No, no, no. Don’t say something romantic!

      “I didn’t grow up with that experience,” he continued. “We had a fake tree and store-bought decorations.”

      “Okay, let’s find ourselves a tree.” Hannah pushed the stroller past him until his hand covered hers, strong and firm. Breathe, Hannah, breathe. She did…and inhaled his fresh, woodsy scent. Almost pine, but not quite. Whatever it was, it was raw and intoxicating.

      “Allow me.” His lips were so close, her hair moved as he spoke.

      She gripped the stroller tighter for fear if she let go she’d melt into a puddle. This can’t be happening.

      She wasn’t permitted to think of Noah as anyone other than Charlotte and Cheyenne’s father. She was in trouble. Being around him heightened her senses and left her feeling very protected at the same time. She didn’t need to feel protected. She could take care of herself. She could take care of the girls herself, the same way Lauren had.

      But she didn’t want to. God help her, she didn’t want to do it without Noah…

Dear Reader,

      I had a very clear image of Clay Tanner’s sister, Hannah, when I wrote A Texan for Hire last year. Even though she had a very small part in that book, every time I closed my eyes, the opening scenes from Twins for Christmas played out before me. Whenever I drove past an old farmhouse, I envisioned her and Noah standing on the front porch with two little faces peering through the screen door behind them. Finally, one afternoon I sat down and wrote the entire synopsis in under three hours. While it was the easiest proposal I’ve written, the same couldn’t be said about the book. It was the hardest to date. The emotional backdrop of this story broke my heart. I wanted to reach through my computer and wrap my arms around Charlotte and Cheyenne—the eighteen-month-old twins featured in this story. A huge part of me fell in love with this family, and someday I’ll revisit the girls as they grow older.

      Twins for Christmas is the ninth book in the Welcome to Ramblewood series…where the door is always open.

      Feel free to stop in and visit me at amandarenee.com. I’d love to hear from you. Happy reading!

      Amanda Renee

      Twins for Christmas

      Amanda Renee

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      AMANDA RENEE was raised in the Northeast and now wriggles her toes in the warm coastal Carolina sands. Her career began when she was discovered through Harlequin’s So You Think You Can Write contest. When not creating stories about love and laughter, she enjoys the company of her schnoodle, Duffy, camping, playing guitar and piano, photography, and anything involving horses. You can visit her at amandarenee.com.

      Anna

      For all the laughter, wails

      and puppy dog tales.

      Thank you for being my friend,

      proofreader and sanity keeper.

      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       Introduction

Dear Reader

       Title Page

       About the Author

       Dedication

       Chapter One

       Chapter Two

       Chapter Three

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Chapter Thirteen

       Epilogue

       Extract

       Copyright

       Chapter One

      Noah Knight’s wet jeans clung uncomfortably to his thighs. Drenched, he took refuge from the rain in a dimly lit bar. Finnegan’s Pub in College Station, Texas, catered to an older crowd. At thirty-two he wasn’t exactly middle-aged, but he was too

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