A Weaver Christmas Gift

A Weaver Christmas Gift
Allison Leigh

HELP WANTED: HUSBANDJane Cohen needs a man for her baby plan. Love and marriage are non-negotiable – she wants the fairy tale! So she cuts her friend-with-benefits loose… because while Casey Clay is gorgeous, he doesn’t do commitment. The trouble is, this irresistible man has set the bar high for her husband hunt…Casey’s feelings run deep for Jane, but when it comes to babies he can’t give her what she wants – and his secrets don’t stop there. As mistletoe goes up around them, is this the season for Casey and Jane’s moment of truth… and shot at true love?

His back was still toward her.

He had a small scar over his right shoulder blade. She’d kissed her way over it dozens of times but had never asked what had caused it.

Why hadn’t she asked?

Because she wasn’t interested?

Or because she was afraid he wouldn’t have told her?

She slowly propped the broom handle against the wall and walked over to him. Her hand wasn’t entirely steady when she placed it on his shoulder, but it was a lot steadier than her insides felt.

He stiffened at her touch and looked at her.

She didn’t know what was tormenting him.

And maybe comfort wasn’t their thing.

But she did know what was.

She leaned forward and slowly pressed her lips against his. She felt him inhale slightly. Resistance, almost.

But not quite.

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Return to the Double C:

Under the big blue Wyoming sky, this family discovers true love

A Weaver Christmas Gift

Allison Leigh

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

There is a saying that you can never be too rich or too thin. ALLISON LEIGH doesn’t believe that, but she does believe that you can never have enough books! When her stories find a way into the hearts—and bookshelves—of others, Allison says she feels she’s done something right. Making her home in Arizona with her husband, she enjoys hearing from her readers at Allison@allisonleigh.com (mailto:Allison@allisonleigh.com) or PO Box 40772, Mesa, AZ 85274-0772, USA.

In loving memory of Saing.

Contents

Cover (#u31947191-c22b-55f9-819c-03ea09c04a9d)

Excerpt (#u6e172314-6c5a-5633-88f2-c56913bea9ae)

Title Page (#u025ab0c9-a2a7-5c0e-8994-24d7492e1065)

About the Author (#ud0775fff-32b7-587c-89ca-bf4bae0ebaf0)

Dedication (#u157c6dd4-b2d5-5f8f-ae29-e7ac5dc34e93)

Chapter One (#ud46602f1-372e-56d9-bddd-6ec07a249f23)

Chapter Two (#u44c0cd4e-2978-5efd-9ad4-0c4cc5b301af)

Chapter Three (#uabd20e17-8ac9-5492-bfb1-ecd086436f27)

Chapter Four (#u7cb3768d-4911-5942-8b25-66d4fa177253)

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Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)

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Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)

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Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)

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Chapter One (#ulink_330308b9-92b5-5794-97c3-9c6d53cd410e)

“I’ve decided to get pregnant.” As far as sweet nothings went, Jane Cohen’s statement didn’t rank very high on the scale.

Casey Nathaniel Clay had to have heard her wrong. Maybe his head was still reeling from the truly phenomenal sex. Outside of the bedroom, he and Janie couldn’t seem to agree on the time of day. Inside the bedroom, though, they were like two halves of a whole.

But in the year since their relationship—for lack of a better word—had moved into the bedroom, not once had either one of them expressed an inclination to take things into the “serious” realm.

He levered himself up on his elbow and peered down at her.