Santa Brought A Son. Melissa McClone
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Wintersoft’s CEO is on a husband hunt
for his daughter. Trouble is, Emily has uncovered his scheme. But can she marry off the eligible executives before Dad sets his crazy plan in motion?
“Come with me.”
Reed laced his fingers with hers and led her to the Christmas tree.
“Tonight Timmy told me what he wanted Santa to bring him for Christmas.”
“What’s that?” Samantha asked.
“A new dad.”
She blew out a puff of air. Reed was here, but she didn’t know what that meant long-term for herself or their son. “That’s a tall order even for Kris Kringle.”
“I’d hate for Timmy to be disappointed on Christmas morning.” Mischief glimmered in his eyes. “Santa’s already brought me a son, but there’s something else I desire.”
“Wh-what’s that?” She swallowed. Hard.
He pulled a small box from between the branches of the tree and handed it to her. “Open this first.”
Dear Reader,
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MELISSA McCLONE
With a degree in mechanical engineering from Stanford University, the last thing Melissa McClone ever thought she would be doing is writing romance novels, but analyzing engines for a major U.S. airline just couldn’t compete with her “happily-ever-afters.”
When she isn’t writing, caring for her three young children or doing laundry, Melissa loves to curl up on the couch with a cup of tea, her cats and a good book. She enjoys watching home-decorating shows to get ideas for her house—a 1939 cottage that is slowly being renovated.
Melissa lives in Lake Oswego, Oregon, with her own real-life hero husband, two daughters, son, two lovable but oh-so-spoiled indoor cats and a no-longer-stray out-door kitty who decided to call the garage home. Melissa loves to hear from readers. You can write to her at P.O. Box 63, Lake Oswego, OR 97034.
Contents
Prologue
As “Jingle Bells” played from speakers hidden among the fake snow and icicles at the mall’s version of the North Pole, Timmy Wilson stared at the line of kids waiting to visit Santa Claus. He was almost eight years old, too old to believe in Santa, let alone sit on his lap, but Grandma told him this was important to his mom so here he was.
“Tell Santa what you want for Christmas,” Grandma said.
“Shouldn’t Santa know what every kid wants?”
Grandma sighed. “That’s what your father used to say.”
Timmy missed his dad more than anything. He’d been in Heaven for three years, and Timmy figured his dad must play baseball everyday up there. “I wish he was here and could teach me how to throw a curve ball.”
She blinked. “Me, too, Timmy. Me, too.”
A girl, wearing an elf’s costume and pointy shoes, led him to Santa, who sat in a large chair. It sort of reminded Timmy of a king’s throne. This Santa had a real beard and small gold-rimmed glasses. His fancy red suit looked new, and his black leather boots shone. Much better than the Santa from the Main Street Thanksgiving Parade.
Timmy glanced around hoping none of his little league teammates were at the mall, too. He could just imagine the teasing he’d get if they saw him.
“Would you rather sit or stand?” Santa asked.
“Stand,” Timmy admitted, “but the picture is for my mom and she’d probably like me on your lap.”
Santa patted his knee. “Climb up. We’ll make it fast.”