A Christmas Baby For The Cowboy

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Seek ye the Lord while he may be found, call ye upon him while he is near: Let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts: and let him return unto the Lord, and he will have mercy upon him; and to our God, for he will abundantly pardon.

—Isaiah 55:6–7

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Contents

Cover (#u9a82b2a9-c6be-5f4c-8264-9cf666ccb2e0)

Back Cover Text (#u5ca2bf57-0c41-523d-ba86-c034b32d9840)

About the Author (#u6eb0adb9-b863-5ee1-b9e3-caab151ed861)

Booklist (#u0c266c27-1dc0-5598-84db-748ae52c8d25)

Title Page (#ua2b075df-1985-5792-9c91-d8e4c76f4776)

Copyright (#u2a9a2a14-31dc-5cef-ba6f-c8c6a66805d9)

Introduction (#uef97118d-e7b6-5c73-a87f-7e8ba086ea1c)

Dear Reader (#u4e4c1da3-0f5d-595e-822a-f0b0b21916a0)

Bible Verse (#u2052836a-4f1b-5d69-8c2a-46f00747c6cd)

Dedication (#u918557ff-220e-5b89-9418-3909739aeaa9)

Chapter One (#uf6ba171e-b812-58c1-94bf-7e06aaec3b8c)

Chapter Two (#ud0ef4fad-b29c-5846-8b1f-4e5d35125eab)

Chapter Three (#u64a6a96b-368d-535c-b78b-5cde1ab766aa)

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Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)

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Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)

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About the Publisher (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter One (#u2e883781-8dec-50f6-8dc7-4606072b5074)

“Cash Coble, front and center, please.”

Jo Spencer, the bubbly elderly redhead serving as the auctioneer, had more energy in her pinky finger than Cash had in his whole body, and her warbling voice made his head throb mercilessly.

Cash, a rodeo bareback rider only recently returned to his hometown of Serendipity, Texas, winced at the high-pitched feedback of the microphone that followed his name being called over the loudspeaker. The screechy whine drilled straight into the space between his eyes.

He was the next bachelor on the docket at Serendipity’s First Annual Bachelors and Baskets Auction in the middle of June.

But if he had his way, he would be anywhere but here.

The last thing he wanted right now was to display himself for all his hometown to see. He’d left Serendipity in the dust when his rodeo career had taken off and he hadn’t been home since—with good reason.

Now he had no choice. Even if he’d rather slink off to the nearest bar and drink himself into forgetfulness.

“Remember,” said his publicist, Martin Brandt, stepping back a pace as he surveyed Cash from the tip of his boots to the top of his hat. “You get up there and turn on your cowboy charm. Don’t forget to smile. I have a photographer from Rodeo Times here to document this, so you’d better make good out there if you want your career back.”

Cowboy charm.

That was what had got him into this predicament in the first place. His once-handsome face and enormous ego.

He scoffed under his breath. There wasn’t one blessed thing that could even remotely be considered charmed about his life right now.

What was the opposite of charmed, anyway?

Pete Drexler grinned and held up his camera as Martin leaned up on tiptoe and adjusted Cash’s black cowboy hat, presumably to reveal more of his eyes. The middle-aged publicity agent was a diminutive fellow who stood no taller than five feet even. Cash, at six-one, towered over him.

But what Martin lacked for in size, he made up for in vigor, and he was one of the best agents in the business, with all the attitude of a T. rex in obtaining the best for his clients.