Title: Christina - A Bride for Christmas
Released: September 30, 2017
If two people are meant to be together, nothing can stand in their way. When everything goes wrong are you still meant for each other?
After being dispatched to Blanchard Creek, Wyoming by her mother as a mail order bride, Christina Mills tumbles from one mishap to another. As if arriving in Wyoming with a fever, losing luggage and being accosted by the hotel owner isn’t already bad enough, her to be groom decides to back out of the marriage.
Alexander Barrett Patterson is a man of honor. However, the scars from battle are more than skin deep. Rather than tying the beautiful woman to a cripple, he decides to give her up and suffer the consequences of a decision every ounce of his being protests. Now, if only half the town would stop trying to make him change his mind.
A story of hurt, scars and the healing power of love.
Hat in his left hand and cane in his right, with each step he took, he leaned toward the right, his upper body swaying. Although he walked with a pronounced limp, the assuredness in his demeanor by the square of his shoulders and head held high came across as confidence.
Slants for brows over almond-shaped, dark brown eyes competed for attention with a strong dimpled jaw and full, sensuous lips. As he neared, it was evident that he’d recently gotten his thick, coffee brown locks cut.
Barrett was the most handsome man she’d ever seen. Suddenly, heat surfaced to her neck and face and Christina fought not to meet his gaze knowing he’d notice her eyes were swollen and her nose reddened from crying.
“Hello, Barrett. How are you today?” Olive held out a hand and the tall man squeezed it.
His gaze moved to Christina and back to Olive. “I am well.”
“This is Christina Mills, she’s just moved to our town. We are going to visit Mrs. Wilkes to inquire about a temporary position.”
Barrett nodded at her and touched the brim of his hat. “Welcome to Blanchard Creek, Miss Mills.”
Too flustered to speak, Christina nodded in return and attempted at a smile. When she looked down to the dog at his side, it became easier to relax.
“This is Fella. Say hello to the ladies, Fella.”
The huge dog lowered and lifted his head and then held up his right paw.
“Isn’t that precious?” Olive exclaimed. “I hadn’t seen him do that before.”
Barrett beamed. “Just taught him that trick.”
They continued to walk, now a trio. Olive slid a look to Barrett.
“What were the Blooms complaining about this time?”
“Nothing of importance,” he replied and cleared his throat.
One could spend hours looking at someone so attractive. Although obviously injured in some way, there was no doubt he garnered women’s attention. Refreshing to note, he greeted passersby and continued the conversation about a friend and his wife expecting and making a crib. The man did not seem arrogant in the least.
A thought struck. Could it be he was related to the man she was due to marry? Perhaps the limp was genetic to his family. There wasn’t a way to ask him at the moment. Perhaps she’d be able to find out from Olive, later.
There were too many coincidences to the man she’d written. Alexander also had a dog and held a cane. The picture was too blurry to be sure, but it had to either be this man or a relative of his.
They arrived at what looked to be an eating establishment and, immediately, Fella let out an excited bark and rushed off around the back of the building.
“Come, Christina. Let’s meet Mrs. Wilkes and you can tell us everything.” Olive took her arm and guided her to the back of the building.
Christina held her breath. Would Barrett be present? Hopefully not.
Yet, a part of her hated to part ways with him.
Hildie McQueen, USA Today Bestselling author, loves unusual situations and getting into interesting adventures, which is what her characters do as well. She writes romance because she is in love with love! Author of Romance in Highland historical, Western Historical and contemporary, she writes something every reader can enjoy.