Romance in a Winter Wonderland

As Keeley unbuckled her seat belt, she looked up to see a man step out of the cabin that was the Snow Creek Ranch office and start toward them.

Thank you, Santa Claus, she mumbled to herself–for the man walking toward them was unquestionably the most attractive, the most well-formed, the most striking, the most handsome, sexiest man she had ever seen!

He looked to be in his mid-twenties. He wore jeans, weathered comp-toe work boots, and a classic barn coat that hung open to reveal the black-and-red flannel shirt beneath it. But it wasn’t his manly, capable attire that so captivated Keeley–left her mouth agape and her eyes widened. It was his clean-cut dark brown hair, downright seductive oval, almost rectangular eyes, square jaw, and sensational movie-star smile!

Boom-boom-foxy! Paisley said as she leaned over Keeley to stare at the man who had reached their SUV and was offering a friendly handshake to her father.