It will take a Christmas miracle to melt her heart.
Resort developer Madison Lane is about to lose the one thing she loves most in the world—her job. Dubbed “The Grinch Who Killed Christmas,” Madison spoiled a deal that would turn quaint Christmas, Colorado, into a tourist’s winter wonderland. Now the citizens want her fired but the company gives her one last chance, sending Madison to the small town to restore the holiday cheer.
For Sheriff Gage McBride, no hotshot executive from New York City is going to destroy the dreams of the people he loves. But one look at this beautiful woman and it’s his heart that may be broken. In just a few days, Madison causes more trouble than he’s had to deal with all year. He can’t decide if she’s naughty or nice, but one thing is for certain—Christmas will never be the same again…
Gage surveys the scene before kneeling beside Madison and his aunt, who is lying in the snow.
"Ray, start taking witness statements. Ethan, Jill, clear the perimeter for the ambulance. You okay?" Gage asked Ms. Lane before withdrawing his arm. She nodded. He leaned over to check Nell's pulse, strong and steady, then began to examine her for broken bones.
"What the Sam Hill do you think you're doing, Gage McBride?" His aunt slapped his hands away. Then, as though realizing she didn't sound like she was at death's door, she brought a hand to her brow and moaned. "What happened.? Where am I?"
Ms. Lane clutched his arm. "She's alive. Oh, thank God, she's alive."
"Oh, yeah, she's alive, all right," he muttered with a frustrated shake of his head.
Nell lowered her hand from her brow, clear blue eyes narrowing on Gage before she said, "No thanks to you, girlie. Where's your cuffs, Gage? Read her her rights and throw her in jail. She tried to kill me."
Ms. Lane's panicked gaze shot from him to his aunt. "No . . .no, you have to believe me. I didn't mean to hit you. I didn't see you."
Gage gave her arm a reassuring squeeze. "Calm down. We'll get to the bottom of this." He brought his mouth to his aunt's ear. "You better think this through before you take it too far. She damn well didn't hit you on purpose if she hit you at all."
Nell snapped her eyes closed, letting loose a pitiful moan.
Ms. Lane buried her face in her hands. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry . I didn't mean--"
"Don't say another word," Gage warned as Rick Dane, owner of the town's newspaper, managed to evade Jill before Ethan corralled him.
Siren blaring, the ambulance came down Main Street, drowning out the questions the reporters shouted. "Ethan," Gage yelled, waving over his best friend as he helped Ms. Lane to her feet.
Angling his body, he blocked her from the reporters' line of sight. "Take her to the station. I'll meet you there shortly," he said once Ethan reached his side. Between them, they got her into Ethan's Escalade.
As Gage fastened her seat belt, he felt her body tremble beneath his hand and cursed his aunt. She'd gone too far this time.
Ms. Lane cleared her throat. "Do I need a lawyer?"
And that was the question of the day.
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