The Christmas Bride - A Western Romance Novella (Book 4, Burnett Brides Series) - Plot & Excerpts
The first blue norther of the season had blown in, reminding them it was winter in Texas. Before now, the weather had been warm enough that a lightweight shawl would suffice, but no longer.She hung up her coat and watched as the children, already gathered into their perspective groups, practiced. She could hear the choir rehearsing the songs they would sing and the three wise men acting like boys in the corner.Wyatt came around the corner with his arms loaded down with firewood. “Afternoon, Eugenia.”“Afternoon, Wyatt. Thanks for filling up the woodbox for us,” she said, her heart contracting at the sight of him.Gazing at him, she felt such a fool. Such an idiot to have let Myrtle have him. But until there was a ring on the widow Sanders’s finger, he was still fair game.“Least I could do. How else do you need me to help out?”She glanced around and noticed her wise men were acting foolish in the corner. “Could you work with the wise men tonight? Go over Frank’s lines and make certain the others know when to come in..”He nodded.
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