A Cadence Creek Christmas (Cadence Creek Cowboys) - Plot & Excerpts
Or the milk. Or sat around actually enjoying Rhys’s company as the night drew on and on and it was close to midnight and she was still so wired the thought of sleep was ludicrous. Rhys was bossy and annoying and, at times, growly. He was also the only person to have noticed how she was excluded tonight. When she was working a job she tried to be invisible, behind the scenes. Maybe she’d done her job a little too well, then. Because she’d sure been invisible to her family this evening. It had stung. In her head she knew she was just doing her job but in her heart it had hurt a little bit, that no one had at least asked her to pause and join the celebration. Not even for the toast. Except Rhys had noticed. She was getting used to the sight of his face, rugged and far less refined than most of the men she was accustomed to. Rhys wasn’t pretty. But as she looked into his eyes across the table, with the lights of the tree reflected in the irises, she realized a man didn’t have to be pretty to be sexy as hell.
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