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The Christmas Store
Ann Marie Bradley
Highland Press

Aine Ross makes a very special wish after seeing her marriage hopes shattered. Aine is reluctant to trust in love again but Mr. and Mrs. Claus reassure her that CHRISTMAS WISHES come true at “The Christmas Store” if only she will believe.

Ann Marie Bradley’s spectacular skill at creating ambiance is fully demonstrated in “The Christmas Store.” Whether the backdrop is a wintry scene with Mr. and Mrs. Clause or the warmth of Hawaii, Ms. Bradley excels at crafting just the right atmosphere to match her particular characters and storyline. Readers will cherish this hauntingly sweet tale. 

 Excerpt

Jerald’s arm slipped around her shoulders and he pulled her closer. Her pulse quickened.

 His lips brushed hers. “I’ve wanted to do that all evening.”

Aine tried to throttle the dizzying current racing through her. She’d just met this man. What was he doing? What was she doing? Something about him drew her like a magnet. The garden’s magic? Perhaps it was nothing more than the plant leaves swaying gently in the warm breeze or the soothing sounds of the surf a few feet away caressing the beach, but a magical, mesmerizing feeling overcame her and she melted into him, wanting more. Her lips parted.

 “Hey, there’s no mistletoe out here.” The little girl’s voice broke the spell and Aine and Jerald parted.

“Emmi, what are you doing out here?” Jerald scolded his niece.

 “Daddy said for you to come back to the party with our guest of honor.” She ran back down the path toward the house.

 Aine started to follow, but Jerald pulled her back. His hands slipped up her bare arms, bringing her closer. His touch sent a warm shiver through her. Reclaiming her lips, he crushed her to him.

 Her breath caught and her knees turned to jelly, but she pushed him away. “Your family is waiting for us.” She gathered up the picnic supplies.

 “Mama Lu won’t mind if we stay here.” He reached for the basket.

 She shoved his hand away. “Jerald Garrison, if you think I’m going to stay in the garden necking when your whole family is not ten feet away, you’ve got another think coming.”

He cleared his throat. “So, if the family wasn’t so close, you’d stay and neck?”

 

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