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Elizabeth McMurphy is an up and coming
high powered attorney and is after vengeance, involving one of the
richest and most powerful families in Colorado. Steve York is an
obnoxious reporter that thinks the ice queen has gone too far and
does all he can to get under her skin.
When one of the worst blizzards in
history, hits CO and leaves a hurt Steve York, stranded with
Elizabeth in a mountain cabin. Things start to heat up between the
two, thawing their icy relationship. But - Elizabeth guards a secret
that must be kept at all costs, even to the point of risking love and
her own happiness.
Excerpt
“What’s
going on here? Where the hell are my pants?”
Elizabeth
practically jumped out of her skin. Steve stood in the bedroom doorway, wearing
only some tight fitting pink sweats.
“I found you after your car went nose to nose with a tree.” She crossed
her arms. “The question is, what were you doing up here in a snowstorm? Were
you coming up here to spy on me?”
“Jesus, my head hurts.” Steve groaned and
sat at the kitchen table. “And don’t flatter yourself.” He brought up his hands
to rub his eyes and push on his temples. He started to say something when a
giggle and a round of undistinguishable sounds caught his attention. Steve
stared at the little girl, a whisper of a smile on his pale face. “You have a
daughter?”
She chose to ignore the question. “Again,
Mr. York, you were headed…where?”
“I was going to see some friends in Granby, then on to
Steamboat to spend the holidays with my family.”
“You figured on taking a short cut on Badger Springs Road?”
“Basically,” he muttered. “I had a phone
in my pants pocket…” Steve looked down at the pink sweats. “Yours, I presume?”
At her nod, he asked with a smirk, “And you’re the one that took my clothes
off?”
“Junior, my neighbor.”
“If you’ll allow me to use your phone,
I’ll call Triple A and get myself and my car out of your life.” He reached over
to Katy and she latched onto his finger, the brightest smile ever illuminating
her sweet face.
Elizabeth quickly picked her up, as if he would contaminate her by his
touch. “Phones are out.”
“Internet?”
“Nope.”
“How the hell do you live here?” he asked
irritably.
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