A Cowboy for Christmas
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by Cat Johnson
Description: Sexy, independent, corporate executive Casey Harrington's life and career were shaped by a childhood Christmas wish left unfulfilled. Now, twenty years later on a Colorado cattle ranch, she finally gets everything she's always wanted-both a hot cowboy and a dream job. But Bonner "Blue" Boyd is a rancher and Casey is a New Yorker, and even if the sex between them is hot enough to start a prairie fire, they both know that city and country might mix for a week, but it can't work for a lifetime. Or can it? When a dramatic turn of events reunite Bonner and Casey, this time on her turf in her city, she has to prove to her displaced cowboy he belongs with her, no matter where they end up. Luckily Casey knows the quickest way to a man's heart is slightly lower than his stomach.
eBook Publisher: Ravenous Romance, 2011 2011
eBookwise Release Date: February 2012
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [225 KB]
Reading time: 147-206 min.
Twenty years ago
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Casey Harrington stood on tiptoe in her pink sneakers to reach the display above her head. She touched the box's front cellophane panel with one fingertip. "Isn't he beautiful?"
Her older sister, Jody, shook her head. "Boy dolls can't be beautiful, silly."
"Sure they can." Casey tried to hide her pout.
What did stupid Jody know anyway? The Cowboy Cody doll on the toy store shelf was beautiful to her, with his blue plaid shirt that matched his eyes perfectly and his white cowboy hat that sat atop his brown hair. She tried to peer past the cardboard to get a look at the cowboy boots popping out from the bottom of his jeans. It was hard to see in the box, but she knew from having seen him on the television commercials so many times that his boots were a beautiful brown leather.
She wished she had a pair just like his, but if it was a choice between asking for Cowboy Cody or a pair of boots, she was definitely going to ask for Cody. Casey wasn't taking any chances by putting two things on her Christmas list when there was only one thing she really and truly wanted. Only one gift she couldn't stand the thought of living without. Cowboy Cody.
Jody, a whole twelve-years old and acting like she was way more than just four years older than Casey, folded her arms. "Can we go look at some other stuff now?"
"No. I want him." Casey stood her ground.
Jody rolled her eyes dramatically. "I'm sure this toy is meant for boys, not girls. If you insist on getting a doll, why don't you ask Mom for the new Barbie? She comes with a really cool dress and matching luggage."
Casey shot her sister a look of disbelief. Who could possibly want another old Barbie when they could have Cody? "I don't want Barbie. I want him."
"Whatever. Come on. Let's go. Mom's probably looking for us by now."
"No. She said we could shop by ourselves for half an hour."
"And we've been here for like an hour already staring at that boy doll."
"Fine." Dragging her feet so heavily the rubber soles of her sneakers squeaked against the store's floor, Casey followed her sister. She glanced over her shoulder at the object of her desire one last time before they turned the corner.
Just looking at him made her heart flutter. Cody and his cowboy code--that was the focus of each weekly episode of the Cowboy Cody Show that had her glued to the TV every Saturday morning. It made Casey wish she lived on a ranch out west like Cody's, instead of in stupid Connecticut. There were no horses, no cowboys, no prairies, nothing fun where she lived. Just rows of houses that all looked the same with little tiny patches of grass in front of them.
She let out a big sigh. It didn't matter if Jody didn't understand her obsession with the show or the doll. It didn't even matter that their mom didn't understand Casey's burning need to get the Cowboy Cody doll. None of it mattered because Casey planned to go over all their heads. She was going directly to the big guy, Santa Claus himself. And since it was only two weeks until Christmas, she'd been extra good lately.
Cowboy Cody was as good as hers. She could feel it.
After Jody oooh'd and ahhh'd over some stuff in the store that didn't interest Casey at all as she continued to imagine waking up to Cowboy Cody under the tree, they finally moved on.
They'd just turned a corner when they ran head on into their mother. She was breathless and a little pink in the face. "You girls ready to go?"
Casey frowned. "Why do you look like you do after you get off your treadmill?"
Mom pressed her palms to her cheeks. "I guess I've been walking fast looking for you two."
Just shopping shouldn't make her mother out of breath. It was almost as if she'd been running around out in the parking lot or something. Her hair looked kind of windblown and even the tip of her nose was pink, like she'd been out in the cold. Oh, well. It didn't matter if her mother wanted to act like a weirdo. Casey didn't know anyone in this store. It wasn't like they were at school where her mom's behavior could, and usually did, embarrass her.
Besides, Casey had other things to worry about. "Mom, can we go see Santa now?"