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      Should Old Acquaintance Be Forgot?

      Rust Creek Ramblings

      Sighting confirmed! That handsome, brooding cowboy about town is Luke Stockton—Rust Creek Falls’s long-lost son. It’s been over a decade since his parents’ tragic deaths...and Luke’s sudden departure. Our guess is he’s here to reconnect with his estranged siblings. Why, then, is Luke spending so much time at Daisy’s Donut Shop? The coffee’s great but...

      Perhaps beautiful baker Eva Armstrong has him in her thrall! Careful, Eva, you’ve had enough heartbreak. Despite the sizzling kisses, Luke isn’t the marrying kind. Still, we encourage a little mistletoe mischief...after all, Christmas is the season of love. Perhaps Luke and Eva will “ring” in the New Year together. Get it? All we want for Christmas is a happily-ever-after!

      She shrugged. “When someone returns to town after a dozen years, people are bound to talk.”

      “No doubt,” Luke admitted, his tone grim.

      “All good stuff,” she told him.

      He lifted his mug, swallowed a mouthful of coffee. “It seems that you have me at a disadvantage.”

      “How so?”

      “You obviously know my name—and apparently a lot more—but I don’t know yours.”

      She touched a hand to the bib of her apron. “Oh. I forgot my name tag today,” she realized. “Eva Rose Armstrong.”

      He set down his mug and proffered his hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Eva Rose Armstrong.”

      She felt a tingle through her veins as her palm slid against his. His hand was wide and strong, with calluses that attested to a familiarity with manual labor. It was a man’s hand, and every womanly part of her responded to the contact.

      “Eva,” she said. “My friends call me Eva.”

      “Are we going to be friends, Eva?”

      “I think so,” she said, not daring to admit that she already hoped “friends” was only the beginning of what they would be to one another.

      “I could probably use a friend,” he admitted, releasing her hand to pick up his fork again. “I don’t think I have any left in this town.”

      * * *

      Montana Mavericks: The Great Family Roundup— Real cowboys and real love in Rust Creek Falls!

      The Maverick’s Midnight Proposal

      Brenda Harlen

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      BRENDA HARLEN is a former attorney who once had the privilege of appearing before the Supreme Court of Canada. The practice of law taught her a lot about the world and reinforced her determination to become a writer—because in fiction, she could promise a happy ending! Now she is an award-winning, national bestselling author of more than thirty titles for Mills & Boon. You can keep up-to-date with Brenda on Facebook and Twitter or through her website, www.brendaharlen.com.

      For my parents,

      who exemplify the joys and blessings of home—not just at the holidays but always.

      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       Introduction

       Title Page

       About the Author

       Dedication

       Prologue

       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

       Chapter Fourteen

       Chapter Fifteen

       Epilogue

       Extract

       Copyright

       Prologue

      Lee Stanton paused as he entered the room, his gaze caught by the blinking light on his phone indicating that he had a message. He picked it up to check the call history. The same number had shown up on his display more than a dozen times in the past four days, though the caller, who’d identified himself as David Bradford, had only left two messages previously. This would be the third.

      He pressed the button to connect to voice mail, then punched in his access code.

      “This is David Bradford again, the private investigator from Tulsa, hired by Hudson Jones to track down Luke Stockton from Rust Creek Falls, Montana. Please call me back at 539-555-6234.”

      Lee

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