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Clayton’s Made-Over Mrs.
Sandra Steffen
“Who’d marry an ornery cuss like you anyway?”
“I was sort of hoping you would.”
Mouth gaping, Melody stared at Clayton for a full five seconds. She’d been dreaming of marrying this man for as long as she could remember, had imagined his wedding proposal at least a thousand times. Not once in all her imaginings had he ever used the words sort of.
He flashed her his lazy, sexy grin one more time. Just when her knees were starting to melt along with her resolve, he said, “By the way, do you have any cream and sugar?”
She thought about hitting him over the head with one of the trays, but she didn’t see much sense in denting a perfectly usable item.
“What do you say, Mel?”
Since Melody didn’t have much except her diner and her pride, she untied her apron and slapped it on the counter before stalking toward the door. “I say get your own darned cream and sugar.”
What a special lineup of love stories Silhouette Romance has for you this month. Bestselling author Sandra Steffen continues her BACHELOR GULCH miniseries with Clayton’s Made-Over Mrs. And in The Lawman’s Legacy, favorite author Phyllis Halldorson introduces a special promotion called MEN! Who says good men are hard to find?! Plus, we’ve got Julianna Morris’s Daddy Woke up Married—our BUNDLES OF JOY selection—Love, Marriage and Family 101 by Anne Peters, The Scandalous Return of Jake Walker by Myrna Mackenzie and The Cowboy Who Broke the Mold by Cathleen Galitz, who makes her Silhouette debut as one of our WOMEN TO WATCH.
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For Ann Green
After all these years, all our experiences, all our wisdom,
the only thing we know for sure is that we still don’t have a clue. Thanks, friend.
SANDRA STEFFEN
Creating memorable characters is one of Sandra’s favorite aspects of writing. She’s always been a romantic, and is thrilled to be able to spend her days doing what she loves—bringing her characters to life on her computer screen.
Sandra grew up in Michigan, the fourth of ten children, all of whom have taken the old adage “Go forth and multiply” quite literally. Add to this her husband, who is her real-life hero, their four school-age sons who keep their lives in constant motion, their gigantic cat, Percy, and her wonderful friends, in-laws and neighbors, and what do you get? Chaos, of course, but also a wonderful sense of belonging she wouldn’t trade for the world.
“Evenin’, Mel.”
For an instant everything inside Melody McCully went perfectly still. She recognized Clayton Carson’s voice; more than anything, she recognized what it did to her, darn it all. In the second or two it took to recover her equilibrium, she pushed her hair out of her face and turned around. “The diner’s closed, Clayt.”
He ambled closer, sidestepping the tables she’d already cleaned off, coming to a stop on the other side of the counter where a handful of regulars would be ordering up breakfast in less than twelve hours. He surveyed the room the way he always did, leaning back on his heels, his fingers hooked through the belt loops of well-worn jeans. “Do you have any coffee left?”