Love At First Snow: A Christmas Miracle - Plot & Excerpts
She saw too much. How the hell he knew that…? Well, he just did. Some things couldn’t be explained; they only had to be dealt with. Maybe he should just give her a reasonable amount to care for the cat and find it a home. Then he could be on his way. Yeah, but on his way to what? An empty house? A big dinner with no guests? An uncertain future? Shaking his head, he focused again on the kitten. The little guy lay curled in tight ball, eyes squeezed shut. When Blake bent down close he heard the purring. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. The kitten was a fighter. He could appreciate that. He should learn from it. A clock ticked on the wall, and he glanced at it as he straightened. Seven-thirty on Christmas Eve. He had nowhere to go except a home filled with painful memories—but he’d bet his hockey skates the doctor needed to get to her family. Hanging next to the clock was the good doctor’s diploma from vet school. Dr. Sarah Whitney. The name fit her. She wasn’t the type of woman he’d dated recently, yet something about Dr.
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