Choosing a Snippet Saturday scene featuring a gift was pretty easy since I have a Christmas novella, THIS TIME NEXT YEAR, coming up in the Carina Press anthology HOLIDAY KISSES – and Christmas is all about gifts! Enjoy!
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Dillon stared at the tongue-in-groove ceiling of Donota Keating’s guestroom, wondering if Brenna was sleeping in the room above. Or if her bed was farther down the hallway, as far away from his as her grandmother could manage.
The thought had him smiling, though his wry grin became more of a grimace as he sat up. He had no problem abiding by his hostess’s rules, but he didn’t like the idea that she’d kept him from Brenna for any reason but propriety.
And something told him grandmother and granddaughter had done a lot of talking at his expense while he’d tended to Ranger after dinner last night.
Really, though, what did he expect? Donota knew almost as much of his history as he’d spilled to Brenna, and he could hardly blame her for wanting her granddaughter to steer clear from damaged goods.
He tugged on his socks and his jeans, buckled his belt and found his boots. After yesterday’s huge lunch and equally big dinner, not to mention the cookies he’d grazed on all day, his stomach shouldn’t be rumbling, but it was. Rain or shine, breaking dawn meant coffee. And seeing to Ranger’s feed.
