A Baby And A Betrothal

A Baby And A Betrothal
Michelle Major

WANTED: HUSBAND & DADDY Serious Candidates Only!Katie Garrity is proud of her work at her Life is Sweet bakery, but it's high time she showed the town of Crimson that she's more than just "The Cupcake Lady." She wants to be "Mrs." and "Mommy" so badly she can't stand it! But in the small mountain town, the pickings are slim…until the one who got away returns.As a forest ranger, Noah loves protecting the places and people he loves—he just can't commit to forever. Katie has been his best friend since high school, but when did she turn into such a lovely woman? And is that desire he feels? Still, Crimson holds too many memories, and Katie wants things Noah can't give. But after one explosive night, it just may be too late. Only nine months will tell…

Kiss his best friend?

His whole body hummed with desire. Her eyes reflected the same heat. Had it always been there and he’d been too blind to notice it?

“Katie,” he whispered, “I want to kiss you.”

He expected her to walk away. To be the voice of reason.

Instead she leaned forward and kissed him. She nipped at the corner of his mouth then traced her tongue along the seam of his lips.

Where had homebody Katie Garrity learned to kiss like this? He pulled her against him, deepened the kiss and fell back against the couch, taking her with him.

His hands hiked up her sweater to the clasp of her bra. With one quick movement he unhooked it.

Katie giggled against his mouth. “Somehow I knew you'd be good at that. Loads of experience, I imagine.”

To his embarrassment, Katie didn't have to imagine. Noah made no secret of his no-commitment flings. What was he doing? This was his friend. “We shouldn't—”

“We should.” She pressed her hand over his mouth. “I want to know what else you're good at.”

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Crimson, Colorado: Finding home—and forever—in the West

A Baby and a Betrothal

Michelle Major

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

MICHELLE MAJOR grew up in Ohio but dreamed of living in the mountains. Soon after graduating with a degree in journalism, she pointed her car west and settled in Colorado. Her life and house are filled with one great husband, two beautiful kids, a few furry pets and several well-behaved reptiles. She’s grateful to have found her passion writing stories with happy endings. Michelle loves to hear from her readers at www.michellemajor.com (http://www.michellemajor.com).

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Contents

Cover (#ubce0184a-96d5-5a48-bf5e-442b0e4ab594)

Introduction (#u01a660f8-a3d5-5a9f-97ab-4356a4f2e337)

Title Page (#u7def24f6-14dd-574f-ac32-a7e4816ef253)

About the Author (#u686a7419-86d1-5339-99a2-dffa9941af5d)

Dedication (#u6ec7dceb-c418-5ea0-b5b1-71ce86f8389b)

Chapter One (#ulink_e5067599-50f2-5b8d-a140-f4a226700f61)

Chapter Two (#ulink_6f9f54ab-0d31-5814-9443-76a0a50774b5)

Chapter Three (#ulink_4901468d-4006-5629-bfeb-76c065e3751a)

Chapter Four (#ulink_9a068da3-ccf2-5631-9fca-91d069ff3f8d)

Chapter Five (#ulink_f34f044b-84c8-5fef-86d8-66e6822790b7)

Chapter Six (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eight (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Sixteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Seventeen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eighteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Extract (#litres_trial_promo)

Copyright (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter One (#ulink_947a4151-36b0-5ccd-88df-c62f0a30bed4)

It was pretty much a given that a first date was a disaster when getting ready for it had been the best part of the evening.

Katie Garrity picked at the pale pink polish on her fingernails as she tried to look interested in the man sitting across from her. Owning a bakery was tough on her hands, so she’d tried to make them look more feminine tonight. She’d blown out her hair, applied makeup and even worn a dress and heels. All to look datable, the kind of woman a man would want to marry and have babies with. Her stomach squeezed at the time and effort she’d wasted. Or maybe it was her ovaries clenching.