The Cowboy's Christmas Plan (Grass Valley Cowboys #1)
by Shanna Hatfield
Series: Grass Valley Cowboys #1
Publication Date November 5, 2011
Genres: Christmas, Clean Romance, Western
Setting: Oregon Contemporary
Main Character Ages: 25-35
Written for: Adults
Cadence Greer’s plans for a happy-ever-after are quickly derailed when her fiancé runs off with his secretary a week before their wedding. Homeless, jobless and jilted, she escapes to Grass Valley, Oregon, where she finds herself employed as a housekeeper and cook to seven cowboys on a sprawling ranch.
Trey Thompson is a well-respected pillar of the community, running a successful ranch with his brother. All he wanted was someone to cook his meals and keep the house clean. When he hires Cadence Greer for the job, he gets more than he ever planned on, including a sassy little red-headed orphan.
Come spend Christmas in Grass Valley at the Triple T Ranch, where mistletoe hangs abundantly and holiday magic is in the air.
When I read The Cowboy’s Christmas Plan 2 years ago, I didn’t write a review but did give it a rating. I have not re-read the book (yet), but remember it and re-reading the description brought a smile to my face again. Grab it while it is free and let me know what you think!
Here are a couple of excerpts from the book:
“Come on, boss man. Aren’t you even going to try to catch a snowflake on your tongue?” Cadence teased, her face glowing in the moonlight.
“Some of us are too grown-up for such silliness,” he said, striving to come off as reserved and uninterested. It was difficult to accomplish when he couldn’t wipe the idiotic grin off his face.
“Right.” Cadence stuck out her tongue again. “Since I’m the one who is usually the grown-up around here, that means you have to do it.”
Trey glanced up at the sky.
“Maybe I don’t like the taste of snow.”
“Are you serious?” Cadence stared at him in disbelief. “You don’t like the taste of snow? Circle this day in red on the calendar. I’ve now officially heard everything.”
Trey laughed and stuck out his tongue at her, catching a snowflake in the process.
“That was very mature, mister boss man.”
“Just following your fine example, Cady.”
“What did you call me?” Cadence asked, warmed as much by Trey’s hug as the name he’d called her. No one had ever called her Cady before. Coming from Trey, the name made her heart beat at an accelerated tempo and her palms feel sweaty.
“Cady.” Clearly flustered, he stared at the toes of his boots. He hadn’t planned to let the nickname he’d been calling her in his head make its way out his lips, but there it was, hanging out in the open. Finally, he brought his gaze up to meet hers. “I’m tired of calling you Miss Greer and Cadence is just too formal. Would you mind if I call you Cady?”
“I wouldn’t mind.” Cadence’s voice was barely above a whisper. She loved the sound of the name on his lips. “I wouldn’t mind if you want to hug me again, either. My feet feel frozen.”
Trey chuckled and his eyes twinkled. Unsnapping his coat, he pulled her to his chest then wrapped his coat around her, sharing his warmth. He was unprepared for the overwhelming urge to kiss her, to hold her this close forever.
Heat wasn’t the only thing he shared with Cadence. Trey could feel something else, something unsettling, unfamiliar, and unmistakably powerful snapping between the two of them.