Aloha to Lori Wilde and I'LL BE HOME FOR CHRISTMAS

Nothing says Christmas like New York Times bestselling author Lori Wilde and Twilight, TX, and now Lori returns to Twilight for a brand new heartwarming holiday tale. The matchmaking members of the Cookie Club are up to their old tricks again!

Christmas in Twilight, Texas, is all merriment and mistletoe. The Cookie Club is whipping up their most festive sweets, the townspeople are scrambling to get their holiday shopping done, and Joe-a hometown guy with a restless heart-is dreaming about the woman he wants to kiss most…

…And who happens to be staying at his sister’s place over the holidays, while Joe’s sister is away. But Joe isn’t quite sure he wants to be a living Christmas present to runaway law student Gabi Preston.

Joe thinks the sassy sweetheart he nicknames “Trouble” won’t inconvenience anything but his healthy sex drive. But when he discovers the reasons Gabi escaped from her life, he aches to give her everything she’s never had. As the magic of the season draws them together, the gift of love is the only one worth giving…

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New York Times and USA Today best-selling author, Lori Wilde has sold seventy-eight works of fiction to four major New York Publishing houses. She holds a bachelor’s degree in nursing from Texas Christian University and a certificate in forensic nursing from Kaplan University. She is a member of the International Association of Forensic Nurses.

Her first NYT bestseller, the third book in her Twilight, Texas series, The First Love Cookie Club has been optioned for a television movie. The town of Granbury, Texas, upon which her fictional town of Twilight, Texas is loosely based, honors Lori with an annual Twilight, Texas weekend each Christmas. www.twilighttexas.com

A popular writing instructor, Lori is a two time RITA finalist and has four times been nominated for Romantic Times Reviewer’s Choice Award. She’s won the Colorado Award of Excellence, the Wisconsin Write Touch Award, The Golden Quill, the Lories, and The More than Magic. Her books have been translated into 27 languages and excerpted in Cosmopolitan, Redbook, Complete Woman, and Quick and Simple magazines. She lives in Texas with her husband, Bill, and her two New American Shepherds.

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Alpha He- Man grunted, and without another word, dragged her inside the yurt.

Her elbow tingled between the firm grip of his finger and thumb. Gabi dug in her heels. Just be-cause he was a gorgeous alpha guy didn’t mean he was entitled to manhandle her.

“Hey. Wait. What are you doing?”

“Drink of water.”

“Doesn’t help.” She hiccupped.

Disregarding her, He- Man lugged her to the kitchen sink, drew a glass of tap water, and thrust it into her hand. “Drink from the opposite edge of the glass.”

I’ll hu— hic— humor you, but it doesn’t work.” She put her mouth to the side of the glass farther from her, bent at the waist, and flipped her head upside- down so she could drink from the edge of the rim. From her upside- down view, she was eye- level with his crotch. Instantly, a hot flick of lust licked her and she closed her eyes tight.

Oh dear! She hiccupped in the middle of swallowing, and water splashed all over her chin. Feeling like a giant doofus, Gabi raised her head.

Alpha He- Man handed her a kitchen towel.

She dabbed at her chin— hic, hic, hic.

“Spoonful of sugar.” He nodded, but then snapped his fingers. “Wait. Katie doesn’t keep sugar. I wonder if stevia works the same?”

“Sugar doesn’t— hic— work.”

“Vinegar,” he said firmly, and took a bottle of raw apple cider vinegar from the cabinet.

“Look, I’ve been dealing with recurring hiccups my entire life. I’ve tried every home remedy in the book,” she said. “Water, sugar— hic—” Her chest jerked. “Vinegar, peanut butter, hot sauce— hic, hic— cocoa powder— hic—”

“Sounds like the recipe for brownies from hell,” he muttered.

That made her laugh in the middle of a hiccup and it came out sounding like a belching frog. Her cheeks burned. Classy, Gabrielle. Truly classy.

But he didn’t seem the least bit bothered by her unladylike noises.

“I’ve tried breathing into a brown paper bag, chewing dill seeds— hic—”

He sank his hands on his hips, looked stumped. “Well damn, Trouble, where do we go from here?”

Trouble?

A strangle thrill ran through her. Had the man just given her a nickname? Trouble? Her? Gabi almost laughed. She was the furthest thing on the planet from a troublemaker. She was a people pleaser. Everyone in her world had to be happy or Gabi couldn’t be happy. Hence her rocky relation-ship with law school.

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