Can’t
Wait
Hunted Series Prequel
Hunted Series Prequel
By: Jennifer Ryan
Releasing November 11th, 2014
Avon Romance
Blurb
From
the All I Want for Christmas is a Cowboy Anthology comes Jennifer Ryan’s story of Caleb and Summer.
Before the Hunted series they had a whirlwind romance not to be forgotten...
Caleb Bowden has a lot to thank his
best friend, Jack, for - saving his life in Iraq and giving him a job helping
him run his family’s ranch. He also introduced him to the most incredible woman
he’s ever met. Too bad he can’t ask her out. You do not date your best friend’s
sister. Summer and Caleb share a closeness she’s never felt for anyone, but the
stubborn man refuses to turn the flirtatious friendship into something
meaningful. Frustrated and tired of wishing to be happy, Caleb tells Jack how
he feels about Summer. With his friend’s help, he plans a surprise Christmas
proposal she’ll never forget - because he can’t wait to make her his
wife.
Loved this book! Two friends having a romantic thing for one another. But one won't persuade the other cause of the best friend, and the other who will have to take matters into their own hands to get the one person they want. But will the obstacle be over come to let two people fall in love? If you are wanting a Christmas romance this would be the one!
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Author Info
Jennifer
Ryan is the New York Times & USA Today bestselling author of The Hunted
Series and The McBrides Series. She writes romantic suspense and contemporary
small-town romances featuring strong men and equally resilient women. Her
stories are filled with love, family, friendship, and the happily-ever-after we
all hope to find.
Jennifer lives in the San Francisco Bay Area with her husband and three children. When she isn’t writing a book, she’s reading one. Her obsession with both is often revealed in the state of her home and in how late dinner is to the table. When she finally leaves those fictional worlds, you’ll find her in the garden, playing in the dirt and daydreaming about people who live only in her head, until she puts them on paper.
Jennifer lives in the San Francisco Bay Area with her husband and three children. When she isn’t writing a book, she’s reading one. Her obsession with both is often revealed in the state of her home and in how late dinner is to the table. When she finally leaves those fictional worlds, you’ll find her in the garden, playing in the dirt and daydreaming about people who live only in her head, until she puts them on paper.
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Lost in the
rhythmic stroke of the brush over the horse in front of him, he didn’t hear her
come up behind him.
“Caleb.”
Her tentative voice made his heart ache. It shouldn’t be like this. Not between
friends.
Braced to
face her, he held back a gasp, seeing her beautiful face framed in her golden
hair. Sometimes, the woman took his breath away. Her blue eyes held a touch of
sadness. She looked lovely in tight blue jeans and a red sweater beneath a
brown leather vest lined in thick shearling.
“Jack told
me you’re leaving. Going home to Montana and your family.”
He dropped
the brush on a nearby shelf and took the few steps to stand in front of her. He
owed her that much, to face her eye-to-eye when he said good-bye. He hoped she
knew how much it broke his heart to leave her.
“I meant to
tell you myself. I need time to figure out what I want to do.”
“Time to
heal, too. How long’s it been since you slept a whole night?”
“I’m fine.”
“That’s
what Jack says. You both need … well, neither of you cares what I think you
need.”
“That’s not
true.”
“Then why
are you leaving?”
“Because
it’s best.”
“For who?”
Caleb
tucked his hands behind his back and bowed his head, unable to answer. Nothing
he said would make sense, because leaving her didn’t make sense. Not when he
wanted to be with her, and she wanted to be with him.
Summer
sighed out her frustration and hurt. She rubbed one hand over the box in her
hand and touched her fingers to the sparkling red bow. “This is for you.”
“What?”
“Your
Christmas present. Since you won’t be here, I thought you’d like it now.”
“I’m not
leaving for a couple of days.” He shouldn’t keep putting it off. He made one
excuse after another to delay the drive to Montana. Why? He’d made up his mind
to go. He should leave. Now. Before this got any more complicated and
difficult.
Who was he
kidding? Leaving her was impossibly hard.
“Open it.”
“Did you
wrap this yourself?”
“Just for
you.”
“It’s a
pretty package. I hate to mess it up.”
“You don’t
have to. Just lift off the lid. I’ll hold the bottom.”
The
excitement built in his gut. He didn’t know what she’d bought him, he didn’t
care. He’d have something to take home with him to remind him of her.
He pulled
the lid free and set it aside at his feet. Tissue paper concealed the gift
inside, so he pulled the loose paper away and took a step back, surprised and
floored by the gift she’d picked out for him.
“Summer, that’s
…”
“To remind
you of who you really are. Who you were when you left for the war and who you
are now. A cowboy.” She pulled the dark brown Stetson from the tissue paper and
dropped the box on the floor. She closed the short distance between them and set
the hat on his head. “Perfect fit, Montana Man. Matches your eyes,” she said,
her voice husky with emotion.
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